Cross Time

Chapter 5 In Wound Wound

As usual routine every morning, the simple green house with a flower garden around the yard of his house that sounds vaguely people teach Al-Qur’an. Each ba’da dawn of the family was as usual obliging his son to read the Qur’an. Even if it was just one letter that was read. The head of the family will check his son's room to see, if they correctly read the Qur’an. The vision of mission in making the hafidzoh family has been planted with the husband and wife when they first established the marriage rope.

“The children of Abah must all be diligent in reading the Qur’an well, let his life be calm and blessings” the head of the family always reminds it to his children.

“Remember being pursued is not just worldly, all of them must be balanced. The world is the Hereafter too. Give each of those portions. We live in this world only in the hereafter where we will return home. So, while we are still in the world, multiply the charity for our provisions later” Children seriously listen to the advice of the Abah, the Abah, this is what Abah likes when he gathers the Abah will always give advice.

Ustazah Hana the girl, was teaching at once muroja’ah back her memorization. It doesn't feel calm, if he hasn't taught. Usually Ustadzah Hana will ask for help his sister (Sulaiman) to listen to his memorization. For him memorization is a very interesting challenge.

Ustazah Hana is quite an ambitious girl, whatever it will do for the sake of achieving her wishes. When he was in school, he was determined to become a general champion and sure enough he desperately studied from morning until night, his time was spent studying and all did not betray the results. There was no time to play, his life was too monotonous. He was occupied with a pile of books. Parents who see their children excited in learning also become happy. But also worried simultaneously, because his son became like an anti-social child because he did not like to play. On the eve of graduation his parents decided to put him into the pesantren so that his son could have friends not always aloof, because he was always busy studying.

The Pesantren Al - Huwannisa. It was there that Ustazah Hana continued his education. There his mindset changed a little, it turns out he also needs others to make friends to let out his complaints. In the past, he thought that he did not need anyone but family.

“Change, how, there is already an answer yet?” tanya ustazah Hana approached Abah who was sitting while drinking coffee. The Abah turned to his eldest daughter.

“Like her, Abah's child is not a patience once” said the Abah gently.

“Ish Abah, right Hana wants tau” he said spoiled"

“What answer, this means?” ask Umi who also sat next to her Abah. Getting that question, made Ustazah Hana nervous of making her. Because before, the Umi was not informed about the matter being discussed with his Abah.

“This loh Mi, before her Hana asked Abah to be in a match with nak Abdul, the owner of the photocopy store..” Abah told his wife everything that made her smile.

Secretly turns out to be Hana's ustadzah, having feelings for Mas Abdul. And it was ustadzah Hana who asked the Abah (pak Muntaha) to match himself with Mas Abdul.

“Finally, Umi's son wants to get married also “ said the Umi with pleasure.

Previously many applications came to propose Ustazah Hana. One of them is Ridwan's son Mr. Kades. Honey, the proposal was rejected by Ustazah Hana. In fact, Ridwan is a good male figure again alim. He is also a member of the Gontor pesantren.

“Who's Mi, who wants to marry?” asked Sulaiman Ustazah Hana's sister who was neatly wearing a white shirt complete with blue pants Junior High School uniform.

“Kepo?” uminya.

“Dih Umi, sok use gaul” said Sulaiman.

“Udah done everything Deck? Ask ustadzah Hana.

“Udah mbak”

“Yakin, the truth is not all his needs yet no one left behind. Kasian shoot you, have to come back later to send you later, if anyone misses.”

“Yah. It's true that all Umi ikh!” Said Sulaiman who was upset to raise the voice because Uminya brought up the incident the other day.

“People speak your voice Sulaiman!, who politely talk to parents. Don't use high notes, apologize to your Umi now” Abah reprimanded Sulaiman's actions.

“Sulaiman apologizes Umi, Sulaiman should not have snapped umi” said Sulaiman while bowing his head to hear a reprimand from the Abah.

“Daddy, already Umi sorry kan”

“lain time don't be like that well. Allah SWT prohibits a child from behaving poorly to his parents. Neither Umi nor Abah. As Allah has explained in the Qur’an letter Al-isra: 23-24.”

“And your Lord has commanded that you worship none but Him, and do your best to your parents. If either one of the two or both are to a ripe old age in your care, then never say to them the words of “ah”, and do not shout at them, and speak to them noble words.” (QS. Al-israel: 23-24).

“Dad Abah” Sulaiman felt very guilty about his actions just now.

This afternoon, it rained heavily. The sound of thunderous lightning accompanied by heavy wind made the clothes worn by the little boy about 9 years old was soaked. He is Tono, a boy who daily sells tissue at red lights and also becomes an umbrella ojek when the rainy season arrives. He is still very young to work. Since the departure of his father three years ago, Tono was forced to stop school and become the backbone of the family.

Ustazah Hana who at that time, had just returned to teaching felt sorry to see the boy. He pulled off his motorcycle, in a shophouse. Intend to approach Tono. Just now he was standardizing his motorcycle, he saw that the boy was being forcefully pulled, by a woman wearing sexy clothes. Without a second thought Ustazah Hana, ran after the woman leaving her motor just like that.

“Who's your name, little boy?”Ask the woman.

“My name is Tono” Say the boy with a little fear.

“Drink this warm tea” The sexy-clothed woman offered a glass of warm tea and a packet of rice Padang that had been ordered. The woman went away for a while, then came back again with a parcel.

“Bukalah” said the woman. With doubt the boy opened it turned out to be a t-shirt complete with pants.

“That's for you. Now you finish the food first after that, change your clothes using it”

“Still to..”

“Call Me Ka, From”

“From..” rephrase the boy his name is strange to think

“Daddy From, Her Abbreviation Angel” the boy nodded his head even though he felt a little strange by that name.

Ustazah Hana apparently from earlier noticed the interaction of the two. He thought, that woman wanted to do evil to Tono. It turns out his guess is wrong the woman was actually kind enough to help him.

“Astagfirullahaladzim. Sorry Rabb, I shouldn't have been a bad-tempered servant.” Ustazah Hana beristighfar should not be bad thought.After it was felt that everything was nothing suspicious, the girl decided to go back home alone.

“Why does it look like someone is paying attention to yah” muttered that sexy-dressed woman. Circular views, nihil no one there maybe it's just a premonition.

In wet clothes, Hana enters her house. His body feels shivering. His head began to feel pain.

“Astagfirullah. Hana why, you are soaking wet like this nak” Sang Umi who saw her Daughter in a wet condition was worried. With nimble umi directly make tea and cook porridge. If this is the way her daughter is going to fall.

“Diminum first tea let anget. Already know why rain, nerobos continue to maxain go home instead of his shelter first”. Sang Umi had already let out her scolding.

Adhan Maghrib was already reverberating with a limp body, Hana got up from her bed. After performing the worship, he laid his body again.

The body of Hana's ustadzah suddenly felt itchy and raised red bumps.

“Umi, Hana's body itching why yah?”

“Catal how?” tanya Umi was worried to hear the narration of her child. Umi inspects the body of Ustadzah Hana.

“Like her you are exposed to cold allergy “ said the Umi made her frown

“Cold allergy, is there a well Umi?” ask her

“ Ada Hana, Cold allergy is hives that appear due to cold air. Cold allergies are characterized by bumps and itching in the skin that appear a few minutes after exposure to cold temperatures. Now you rest first, tomorrow we will seek treatment.

“Daddy Umi”.

At 09.00 Rain has begun to subside, Muntaha has just returned from a study that is usually routinely held on Tuesday night. Heavy rain does not make Mr. Muntaha lazy to follow the study anyway his place was close.

Just locked the door, there was the sound of a dead motor engine apparently a guest came. ‘ Who's this night visiting? Ask Muntaha to himself.

“Assalamualaikum”

“Wa ‘alaikumussalam, son Abdul. Let's please enter” Mr. Muntaha let mas Abdul in.

“Umi, please make tea there is this guest” order muntaha sir on his wife.

Vaguely Ustazah Hana heard people chatting. Why does it sound like Mas Abdul yah thought ustadzah Hana. “But, is not Mas Abdul coming home said Mas Andi monologue ustadzah Hana.

“Sorry sir, disruptive nights” said Mas Abdul

“No papa nak Abdul talk - by the way there is a need what well, which makes Mas Abdul have to come at night like this?” Without answering Mr. Muntaha's question, Abdul issued an invitation letter from his bag.

“invitation, who is this?

“I'm sorry sir. That's my wedding invitation with the future wife .”

Without them knowing, it turns out Hana's ustazah is there. Listen to the conversation of both of them.

The man who always avoided his eyes, but always there in every Do’nya. In the third of the night he slipped his name. Then for tonight Allah SWT replied to Do’nya. With the arrival of the invitation letter, from someone he always called in his third of the night.

'Oh Allah. It hurts my heart so much, it's hard for me to accept all this'.