retold by Miss Siska
In Sambas, West Kalimantan, lived brothers named Muzakir & Dermawan who were inherited wealth from their parents. But they turned out having different personalities and characters. The firstborn Muzakir was very greedy and selfish. He didn’t want to do charity. That’s why people didn’t like him either.
Meanwhile,
the youngest son Dermawan was generous and down to earth. He was also helpful.
He loved to share food to the poor. He did it all sincerely without hoping for
any rewards from them.
Muzakir
wondered to Dermawan’s generosity, “How can you love to squander your money to
the poor? There’s no profit on that.”
“Look! You have squandered half of your wealth
to the poor. Soon you’ll be the poor, too. I won’t help you at all you it is
so,” he added. Dermawan just smiled at his brother.Apparently, what Muzakir said was right. Shortly, Dermawan’s wealth was all spent nothing left. But he didn’t repent on doing good things and still lived happily. He also tried to help others as he could.
One
day, Dermawan found a small fallen bird with hurt on his tiny feet.
“Oh
dear! Poor birdie,” said Dermawan.
“…with
broken wings?” he felt touched.
Then he brought home the birdie and took care of
it until recovered. He let the birdie fly away when it could fly again.The next day, the birdie returned with a grain of seed in between its beaks. Dermawan gladly accepted the bird’s gift. He soon planted it. It turned out to be watermelon plant growing. But it only grew with one watermelon. A huge sized watermelon. It was getting large and large unlike its normal size.
A
few days later Dermawan harvested the huge watermelon because it smelled so
good. He split it.
“Wow! What is this?” he was surprised. It was as
yellow gold. It contained pure sand gold. He was extremely glad and praised to
God for what he just got.Dermawan changed his life. He bought a large house and garden. This time his money wouldn’t quickly run out because his garden was well managed by his employees. The workers were the people which once he ever helped. Who had become rich.
Recognising
it all, Muzakir envied. Then he searched for a broken winged bird. Just because
he didn’t find it, so he hit a bird using a catapult.
“Shoooooot!”
a birdie fell.
“Tweet..tweet..tweet,”
shouted the bird in pain. Then he took care of the birdie like Dermawan did
before. Muzakir were also given a seeds by the bird . Then he planted it. He
thought he would be far richer than Dermawan.
The day had come. Muzakir harvested watermelon that giant and soon he
split it. Suddenly, “Aaaaaarrrgghhh ....noooo... heeeeelp!” he threw the knife.
Apparently, the giant watermelon didn’t contain gold but what came out from it was
large snakes, mud and black rotten smelled carrion. Those who saw Muzakir were ranting
and running away instead of helping him. Some laughed at him.
Since
that incident, Muzakir realised and turned into a better person.
THE END
Moral value :
"Covetousness,
arrogance and enviousness are bad characters.
Helpfulness
is a good attitude.
Do
not envy of the others’ success.
Do
not do anything fraudulently to gain your end."
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