The story of a great and strong village grandmother

Greetings to all ladies Hive. everywhere.I want to tell you the story of an old grandmother in the village.She A strong and great woman.she is also my mother's relative.

Well, I want to tell you the story. It started when her beloved husband The one who is gone,almost fifteen years ago,he now lives alone.Actually he has five sons who are all married.

None of his children live with him,His son preferring to live with their families Each In the city.But what I admire about this grandmother is that she never complains or feels sad,Indeed,almost every day his children contact him via Phone,just to ask how his mother is So that his mother it's not too much Lonely.

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In this modern era, he prefers to cook with firewood.Even though he also has a gas stove that is already Bought by his son.

Every day the grandmother sleeps alone,sometimes she turns on recitation music until morning To get rid of the silence at night. Sometimes I often wake up at night. Because there was music at night when everyone was already Fall asleep.

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She is the greatest female grandmother that I admire.He is now almost eighty years old, but he is still strong in gardening and producing crops.Various kinds of fruits and vegetables.His garden is also large,he planted it himself without help from others.He also rarely gets sick.Every morning he wakes up at dawn.And worship. He is also very diligent in going to the mosque.When people,While still sleeping,he woke up and cleaned himself before going to the mosque.After that he will wake up the neighbors and also my mother.To be invited to worship.

How amazed I was.He was so friendly and kind and also Diligent in giving alms.He was loved by many neighbors. And he was always diligent Visiting the sick.
Up and down rocky mountains, go to the fields barefoot.Bringing field products,wood and also grass to feed the livestock.
The burden he carries is very heavy for me,but according to him it is still light.But he still smiled and greeted me with a burden on his shoulders.

He likes raising them Livestock, namely chickens and goats And he also gave alms to goats on the feast of sacrifice.He also often gives me chickens To be cut as a side dish for my son.He is also a vegetarian Also don't like meat or fish.every day He only eats vegetables Which he planted himself,Even though he is a vegetarian ,he rarely gets sick.

Sometimes he misses his children and grandchildren, he will be patient Waiting until Hari Raya. Usually the children will come home once a year.On Muslim holidays, the whole family will come to gather, even if they only come home for a week He was very happy.

If the children have returned to the city, there will be no signs of The sadness on his face remains strong And it looks Normal,It doesn't mean He doesn't love his son,But He doesn't want his child Worried about himself.Sometimes there is Feeling worried On his face, if No longer able to stand, who will? Take care of it and the garden His.
Only time will tell.I pray that he will always be healthy until the end. His life Aamiin.

That's a piece of the story about an old grandmother or my My mother's Relatives.The wisdom of my story Is Never complain and keep going Give thanks.
I hope my story can be an inspiration or comfort for Hive women,also other great women everywhere,To always be strong and steadfast even though there are many problems.
Regards.

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About the author

Titis Sumiati is an ordinary woman who has dreams.But his ambition is only to become a mather and a good wife. Through this platform he wants to Learn many things and become a content A good writer, who hopes his writing is liked Many people