Grabbing His Love
Chapters. 61

Happiness emanated from the look on his face Mr. Hasan and Bu Siti Aminah because in his family members increased and since the presence of Muller in their lives, life, sustenance and comfort more they feel.

Mr. Hasan is unceasingly grateful for the presence of Allah SWT for all the blessings he got and his family as well.

The arrival of Muller into their lives seemed to bring immeasurable blessings. Mr. Hasan and Ms. Siti Aminah instead adopted Muller as his adopted son and also began to include his name Muller in his family card as a legitimate member of his family in the eyes of the public, the state and the government.

"On the ID card it says his name is partially erased and the last one is written his name is Muller Pak," said Bu Siti who holds a resident sign card while flipping through the card.

"Muller," Ridwan's bean.

"First start this second we call him Muller, how?" Ask Mr. Hasan Ishaaq.

"Agreed Brother, I strongly agree," replied Ms. Siti Aminah

From then on the man he helped was called by the name of Muller. Two months later, Muller's health condition was restored and fully recovered.

Every day they go to sea to find fish, unless weather conditions, waves and the sea are not possible to make them stop for a living.

Mr. Hasan's family home is no longer what it used to be. Now the condition of the buildings has improved from before so that rainstorms are not a problem at all. They would not be cold anymore because of that sturdy and strong building.

Five years later, Muller afternoon had just taken all of his fish. He sat in the halls behind his house while looking at the waves that wave alternately hit the beach.

"O Allah, who was the woman who had been recently in my dream, when I had been going around the village looking for the figure of the woman, but there was nothing similar to her at all," muller's inner vision is always fixed on the sea that is sometimes calm sometimes rippling.

Faqih and Faizah were already in high school. Faqih was eleventh grade while Faizah was tenth grade.

"Abang!!" Faqih shouted that he was running towards the inside of his house while looking for the figure of the man he considered to be his own brother.

Mr. Hasan Ishaaq and Ms. Siti Aminah who heard and saw firsthand what the only son was doing stared in astonishment.

Faqih immediately stopped his running pace immediately because if his father spoke in such a tone of voice it meant that he did not like his actions. Faqih just laughed grimly in response to the words from his father's mouth.

"That's why Mr. Brother Muller is where I want to meet him," explained Faqih who began seriously.

"Why did your brother what happened to him?" Ask Mr. Hasan who immediately stopped his activities during the day.

Mr. Hasan looked at his wife who was astonished to see the faqih who was immediately silent for a moment because it returned wrong behavior because it had made his father worried.

"Ehh gini pak Abang is fine just that I want to tell Abang that my school is selected and escaped to the capital city of Jakarta representing Kotawaringin Sampit East Kalimantan Pak!!" Faqih shouted enthusiastically to welcome the news.

Mr. Hasan was a little distrustful of that fact because all this time Muller was the special coach for his son to train.

"What!! Are you serious, son!?" Ask Mr. Hasan Ishaaq who was impatient to hear the words and explanations of his eldest son.

Faqih nodded his head in affirmation and confirmed the words of his father.

"Thank God my son this is very exciting and amazing news, congratulations Your efforts are not in vain," he added Mr. Hasan while hugging his son's body with pride and happiness while gently hitting his shoulder faqih higher than his father.

"If so I go back first sir, you want to tell Abang if I am going to Jakarta one more week," explained Faqih who did not stop to smile sumringah.

"Go away, Son, your brother must be very happy to hear it" said Mr. Hasan Ishaaq who predicted his son to go to see his adopted son.

Happiness is not always seen in terms of the many materials and treasures you have, but how you can make and see the smiles created by those you care about.

You will not find happiness if you continue to demand perfection. Thank you for what you have, and there you will find happiness.

Happiness does not come to those who have everything, but happiness will come to those who are grateful for the pleasure.