After his lunch activity was over, Fahri decided to immediately send his mother home. He wanted to immediately find out where Sita went. For some reason, Fahri has a hunch that there is something big that Shinta wants to hide.
However, this time the atmosphere on the streets was not in Fahri's favor. Congestion clearly occurred along the route to his house. The traffic jam looks very severe compared to the previous days. To the extent that Fahri's car can't move an inch. However, it's also natural, on weekends, many people will use their time to hangout with family.
Fahri's expression turned disappointed. He was initially excited forty five, now can only sigh while cursing in his heart.
How can I follow Shinta like this, Fahri thought while holding his head. Then, massage his temples so he doesn't get too dizzy to see the number of vehicles around him.
Not only Fahri who is annoyed with this kind of atmosphere. The other drivers also looked fed up and bored. Some of them took to the streets because they were tired of sitting for hours in the car.
The sound of horns shouting from one car to another is certainly very disturbing to the ears. This is also a golden opportunity for buskers and food and drink sellers who always approach the stopped cars one by one. Usually, their income is also more on weekends like this.
"You know, we were just at the cafe," said Mrs. Hartini, who spontaneously made Fahri turn his head.
Mrs. Hartini was also uncomfortable staying in the car for a long time. Hot and hot made his face like boiled crab. The air conditioner in the car is also not too tasteful in such an atmosphere. Mrs. Hartini also prefers the wind that blows through the windshield of the car that she opens.
Fahri sighed again while directing his eyeballs upwards.
"Fahri buys a drink first, Mom," said Fahri, who then got out of his car.
Outside the car, Fahri seems to be still looking for a drink seller who usually scatters on the streets. He also decided to walk for a while after he couldn't find a drink seller's nose around his car.
"Sir ... Sir!" Fahri called while waving his right hand towards the seller who was quite old.
The merchant's father walked over to Fahri. How surprised Fahri was when he saw the salesman walking by dragging one leg. He's disabled.
"Just two mineral waters, sir," said Fahri, who was still a little surprised by the real sight in front of him.
Because he couldn't bear to see the seller, Fahri purposely gave him lots of money which was more than the price of two bottles of mineral water. The merchant's father had refused, but Fahri with his authority still convinced him that he would still receive a little sustenance from God which was established through Fahri.
"You are not a beggar, Mr.," said the seller with a downcast look.
Then, Fahri who heard it was touched and touched his heart. When many people are competing to cheat and rob him, this man does not want to humble himself even though his physical condition is like that.
Fahri tried to invite the salesman to chat. He wanted to know more about a great person like him.
"I often get insults from people, Fahri. But thank God, Allah always opens my chest so that I can remain patient and face the pain of life that most people don't know about." The salesman started to talk slowly.
His full name is Abdul Karim. He said his name contained a very special prayer.
He is the type of person who does not like to get money for free. I don't know what the basis for that perception is. To be sure he just wants to get the pleasure of Allah at every step.
"What about your father's feet?" Fahri asked while pointing his index finger at Pak Karim's handicapped leg.
"This was run over by a truck, Fahri," he answered lightly, smiling bitterly.
Fahri was silent for a moment. He couldn't imagine if his own leg was run over by a truck.
"This used to be operated on, but yes qodarullah can't walk normally again, Mas," he continued, still showing his clean white teeth.
Mr. Karim is one of the friendliest salespeople Fahri has ever met. He did not force anyone to buy his wares. Instead, he just walked around the car, if someone called, yes, he would approach. Truly his spirit is exemplary for anyone who can still work normally and his limbs are perfect and without defects.
"Accepted, yes, sir, the money is from me. God willing, I am really sincere," said Fahri while embracing Mr. Karim warmly.
Mr. Karim was certainly very moved at that time. Until he couldn't hold back his tears anymore.
"Maybe ... this is the fruit of your patience," said Fahri again, adding to the atmosphere at that time.
Everything that happened at that time was like the most beautiful dream according to Mr. Karim. So far, he has never met anyone as generous as Fahri. In fact, you could say every day he was full of insults from people.
***
In a simple place to eat, two women were waiting for orders. The two people are none other than Kirana and Shinta. The brothers who have been separated for a long time. Yes, even though they are not siblings, Kirana still feels she has a big responsibility towards her sister.
"Father told me to look for you, Shin," said Kirana, starting the conversation.
Shinta took a deep breath. She was too fed up with things related to his family.
Since Mrs. Yanti's departure, Shinta has changed completely. She, who was initially very obedient, suddenly became the girl who dared to oppose her father—Mr. Sarmidi—. At that time, his heart was filled with jealousy towards Kirana. Because, his father often defends and spends time with his brother rather than with himself. In fact, at that time, Kirana was in need of more attention and guidance from Shinta.
"I don't want to talk about it," replied Shinta, turning her face the other way.
Kirana frowned.
"But, Shint--."
Before she could continue, Shinta had put her index finger in front of Kirana's lips.
"I just want you to never admit to Fahri that you are my family!" said Sita firmly.
It certainly made Kirana's heart feel like it was being torn apart by a sharp object. His eyes were already glassy. However, that is only the beginning.
"Why? Why don't you want to admit Shin?" said Kirana in a rising tone.
Shinta felt very embarrassed because several visitors who were near their table spontaneously turned their eyes to her and the woman she hated the most in front of her.
"Can you not make your voice loud? This is a public place, Sis!" Shinta snapped with a sharp look.
To be continued ....