He's Not The Best
88. The Weak Hand Grips

The Weak Hand Grips

“Not Kekek Badri, where might that person want to give me a legacy, Mom. I'm not who he is .. I'm Dad's adopted son but, Grandpa never admitted I'm his adopted grandson, yes, right?”

“Ya.” Runa replied slowly as if helpless. He knows as long as one is not part of the family, then, forever one will not be considered part of the family except, one who is truly noble-hearted or has an intention of the other, to admit someone part of the family. If Islam does not teach about friendship and ukhuwah, maybe all humans are divorced and do not care about each other because of it.

Winsi told Runa that a few weeks ago, Badri gave him a document that contains data reinforcement that, he is the owner or heir to the land left by Runa more than 20 years ago.

The girl also shared her experience of searching and finding the land that would belong to her in a state of fine. He was grateful that no one had claimed or occupied the former wasteland of the fire that Runa had left behind.

At that time Runa was still a teenager and did not know how to treat the former land of fire that should have been his. Because all the precious things are burned. So he went and followed his adoptive parents. After her adoptive parents died, she coincidentally met Basri and they eventually married.

In addition, Winsi also said his wishes and what ideals he would build on the land. He also tells how the figure of Nafadi, a friend of Arkan, someone who has been patient to help him, even intends to support his ideals there.

If later he occupies the land then they will not be far apart because of the distance between Nafadi's house, can be reached by vehicle for 30 minutes only.

Nafadi has helped Winsi to re-legalize ownership of the land at all costs, through the village, with the capital of a document and of course money. He used his savings to pay the cost of taking care of his land and ownership of his papers legally.

Of course all the legalities of the certificate on behalf of Runa because now Runa is still alive, as the only heir of the previous landowner. However, Runa could not occupy the land because he was married to Arkan.

Winsi hopes his mother will accompany Arkan until the end of his life and accompany his father with affection, and do not need to think about the land because the Province will take care of it.

Ownership of a land in this country is very valuable especially land of that size, will be in vain if left alone.

During the story, Winsi also thought that, the complete documents Badri gave him were proof of kindness as well. Indeed, the man seemed stingy, but, he had a different way to show concern for the grandson he had never acknowledged.

“Bu, really, daydreaming, anyway?” winsi said, after finishing telling everything. He saw his mother was astonished, even his eyes looked like they were looking at another world.

“Bu!”

“Ya.” Finally, Runa answered nervously.

Apparently he was thinking that the thing of having burnt-out land was actually doable. The moment he left the land, in his mind it never occurred to him at all to take the land or his rights back. For him it is already impossible to own or take care of land ownership papers officially.

“Did Mom hear me?”

“Yes. Then thank Grandpa right now.”

“I've thanked him that time.”

“What's wrong with thanking you now that you've managed to show that you can take care of everything with your grandfather?”

“He's not my Grandpa he's Erlan's Grandpa!”

“Come! Thank you grandpa now!”

Winsi looks reluctant to meet Badri until she smiles grinning to get Runa's attention.

The girl asked how she was but, Runa did not answer her question because she thought the child already knew clearly how her mother was doing.

Runa knew that Winsi asked about her illness was the only reason because she was reluctant to meet Badri whose room was close enough.

“Bu, do you believe that I met you?”

“Already, do not need a lot of reasons, look at your Grandpa there .. his room next door, really, do not talk about the Father of all. Where could your father be in Jogjakarta?”

Winsi glanced at her mother upset, thinking that her mother would definitely not believe what she was going through, until she undoes her intention to tell a story if she has met Basri. Even now that the man had become a taxi driver, he looked very old from the last time they met.

Finally Winsi got up from her seat and then stepped out to meet Badri in the next room.

“Wiwin!” Arkan exclaimed as soon as he saw the person who had already opened the door of the ward where Badri was weakly asleep.

In the body of the old man was still attached to the infusion and also the hose from the oxygen tube. His face looked pale and his eyes were closed, his body was motionless as if it was helpless and had no connection with the world around him.

“Dad!”

“Is Dad okay?” tanya Winsi looks worried.

“I'm good, you don't have to worry about Dad.” Arkan said as he gently patted the top of Winsi's head as usual.

“Really? But, Daddy's face looks pale?” asked Winsi while grabbing the right hand of Arkan to kiss the back of his hand.

“What yes? It's just your vision,” Arkan said as he let go of his adopted son's embrace and returned to sit by Badri's bedside. “Oh, yes. Did Mas Adi take you here?”

“No.”

“He's good to you, right?”

“Yes. He's very kind. But different from his son.”

“Of course it's different because they're two different kinds of humans! What happens when all humans are the same?” arkan said with a laugh.

“How's Grandpa?”  Wilma diverted their conversation.

“Still like this there has been no change since you left.”

“Hopefully Grandpa will get better and get well soon, so I can say thank you to him.”

“Say now she can definitely hear what you said?”

“Really?”

Arkan nodded, while standing up to let Winsi sit in his place earlier, while he himself sat on the sofa not far from there.

Winsi also sat down while reaching for Badri's thin hands, her skin was wrinkled and her joints were prominent whereas, the surface of her palms was stiff and cold.

The girl told Badri all about what she experienced when she found her mother's land, she was so happy and grateful and then thanked him sincerely, repeatedly and the prayer he said at the end of his speech.

Winsi was still sitting there waiting for a reaction from Badri, with a gentle massage of his palm. However, for a long time waiting, the old man remained silent until he felt pessimistic if his thanks could be heard and accepted.

“Dad, do you believe that I met you?” asked Winsi, looking at Arkan after a long silence.

“What?” ask Arkan.

Suddenly Winsi felt her hand held tightly by Badri. The girl immediately looked towards his hand in confusion. It turned out that the old man had already opened his eyes and sharply settled down towards the girl next to him.

“What?” Badri asked in a soft and stammering voice, making Provinsi slightly closer to her head so that she could hear clearly what she was going to say.

Arkan immediately stood up and approached the two people in front of him because it was only today that Badri opened his eyes, after since yesterday he looked like a fainted person, even when doctors and nurses came to control her condition she was silent.

“Don't believe in that man, he'll take advantage of you if you succeed one day, I know what kind of person he is who can't see with open eyes. Remember, he never recognized you as his son and he never contributed one bit in your life. So, do not be kind to repay his services because, he never did you and your mother good even, he caused your birth in the world.”

Winsi was pensive to hear Badri's words, it really provoked him that, how important a business is also a treasure of the world for people who do not deserve it.

Thus the criteria for sharing alms in religion, there are people who are entitled to receive but, there are also people who do not deserve it.

However, in religious glasses if the property is given and shared with others who are entitled, then, it will not reduce the number but, it will increase. With the record of the property given is halal, not the proceeds owed and given sincerely.

“What are you guys talking about?” ask Arkan while looking at his father and also Winsi alternately.

At the same time, Badri's hand was felt again weakened in the hands of Winsi.

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