THE STORY OF THE POOR MAN WHO WAS TAINTED
FEEL GUILTY

TERAS Masjid al barjanji, which is a white marble ceramic floor, is now being occupied by Doni and Mr. Ustad Rojak. both of them have finished performing the prayer dzuhur congregation and now they are outside the front of the mosque to talk.the two sit cross-legged and lean next to each other on the mosque wall. their position was almost the same as the initial position when the event Doni wanted to apply for a job and then assisted by Mr. Ustad Rojak in working on the contents of his application map Doni. such an event is now repeated again and the event is different from the one before it.

The voice of Mr. Ustad Rojak asked Doni.

"there hasn't been a week since you left Sarkim's grandfather's house and now you've been working until you have a lot of money all Don. ck.ck.ck.ck." ustad Rojak said to Doni with a proud smile to the boy.

The boy just smiled at the words and then answered them.

"it's a long story sir."

"long how do you mean Don..??? can you tell father...???" the speech of Mr. Ustad Rojak made the inner Doni become riled up and wrong.

Doni's feelings become unpleasant if he has to be frank about how his beginning Doni can be a Boss in a company and hold the position of CEO or Owner in a company. mr. Ustad Rojak who was beside Doni immediately patted the young boy's dreamy shoulders.

Doni immediately gasped in shock because the clap of the ustad was accompanied by his speech.

"you why daydream Don..??? are you still thinking about Sarkim's late grandfather...???" utad Rojak's words were only replied by Doni with a slightly grim bowed face.

The young man then said to Mr. Ustad Rojak after his heart and mind found the right meeting point to say to ustad Rojak.

"actually like this, sir, I honestly felt very lost when Sarkim's grandfather died. Because I was desperate to leave at that time, he became sick because he often thought of me." doni's speech stopped and his head was still down as if Feeling Guilty of the incident.

The head of Mr. ustad Rojak was only mangosteen when he heard the confession of Doni. then Doni continued his speech again.

"what Sarkim's grandfather said to me when we finished cleaning this mosque, made this self eager to realize the wishes of Sarkim's grandfather who did not deliver from the past until he died." the speech made the forehead of Mr. Ustad Rojak frown.

The astonishment of Mr. Ustad immediately he asked Doni.

"what wish did the late grandfather Sarkim say to you Don..???"

Doni immediately raised his head and turned to his side while staring at the face of Mr. Ustad Rojak while saying.

"he wanted to take the hajj to mecca. my arrival here actually wanted to talk about it to Sarkim's grandfather and Ustad himself, god had already called Sarkim's grandfather before I realized Sarkim's grandfather's dream." said Doni and now his head turned to his front and stared straight at the streets that many of his vehicles passed.

"the cost to go Umrah or take the Hajj is not a little Don. I support your determination to send Grandpa Sarkim to Mecca to take the hajj. but what if the situation is even behind her and beyond your expectations.if that were so, what would you think and do Don..??? do you have that kind of money..??? if there is nothing for real, why would you defend it if someone is dead..???" said Mr. Ustad Rojak lectured Doni while asking about his decision.

Doni was still staring at the road outside the gate of the mosque while answering Mr. Rojak's words slowly.

"this time I will be honest with the old man about my true identity. I was actually the son of a businessman who had died and then I lived with my mother who fell into poverty due to her waste of the inheritance from my late father. my real father died when I was ten years old.The rest of the inheritance he kept for his son later, has now reached my hands through the secretaries of my father's company. at first I was applying for a job to become a security guard in an office, but when my job application was reviewed by the office HRD. he turned out to be my father's secretary and at the same time he explained to me about the legacy my father had to give to me. now I already have the wealth of the inheritance and all that is not from the results of my own labor sir.all that is the legacy of my father for me to manage myself. I as the sole heir of my late father, can only enjoy the results without having to bother to bother to sweat to do something work, I intend to donate the legacy that has been donated to pesantren pak ustad Rojak and this mosque." after saying so, he said, Doni immediately took the bag that was on his back and opened the contents.

Mr. Ustad Rojak who initially wanted to say to Doni about the boy's speech just now, became stalled and his eyes mendelik saw Doni issued a four-bit note in the bag and the amount is estimated about forty million rupiah. the boy then gave it to Mr. Ustad Rojak and said.

"i have sustenance sir. I do alms for the progress of pesantren father and mosque." said Doni it makes the face of Mr. Ustad Rojak immediately smile should look at the face of Doni.

Unknowingly the tears of Mr. Ustad Rojak melted to his cheeks.he immediately wiped the tears with his long-sleeved cocoa shirt while saying.

"are you sure son..??? what will make you eat everyday..???"

the speech was only returned with a smile by Doni and all of you said.

"father do not have to worry about it. I still have savings for me later sir. this take sir, I just ask you to pray for my father so that my business is smooth and successful."

"well Don, I accept this money and I promise you will always pray for you, may you always be healthy and may your efforts also be smooth and successful.amiin."

"amiiin sir." said Doni and his two scooped their faces with their hands each. After they had a conversation, seen a group of people who like him just returned from the funeral.

Doni immediately asked Mr. Ustad Rojak about what he saw.

"does anyone else die besides Sarkim's grandfather, Mr. Ustad..???"

"before you come to the house of the late grandfather of Sarkim, the sound of the speaker announcement of the deceased person is heard after an hour of the father announcing the death of his grandfather Sarkim through the speaker of this mosque. it was about eight in the morning and it was still raining very hard" Mr. Ustad Rojak's reply to Doni.

The young man only heard the explanation and then they talked again about the beginning of Doni departing from Sarkim's grandfather's house to find a job, until now he was a boss in a large company inherited from his father.