Fall of Dream Pesantren (Move WRITE)
Prologues
The sun came out of his hiding place a sign that the morning had arrived, the atmosphere of the morning station was really crowded by people who wanted to go to the hometown. The cool morning air of Jakarta blows peacefully. Peaceful mood in prostration to the Divine.
The straight-bodied man hurried to the counter
“Mbak, Jakarta-Surabaya ticket one.” Said the man
“ini, Mas.”
“Thank you Ma'am, just take the change.”
The clock at the station shows at five in the morning.
The train slowly advanced. The man got a seat in car four. He got a seat near the window and the exit. He was grateful, he got a seat in the place because he could get out without crammed with other passengers. He looked out the window without realizing that there was a woman sitting next to him. He daydreamed
“ Tickets, Mas.” The conductor's voice breaks the reverie
At once the man handed over the ticket he had in his pocket and was shocked to see someone who was to his right. A woman with a graceful face, wearing a veil and maroon robe with a black coat that adds to her elegance.
A white and clean face like a king's daughter, a pointed nose, thick eyebrows, and lashes that are flat like Arabs in general. His eyeballs are like a globe that continues to spin around the situation, adjusting itself to the atmosphere of the car. Her cheeks were red, as red as the veil she was wearing.
The woman always looked down during the trip, she continued to look at her smartphone with a trembling hand. His mouth continues to move to compensate for his eyes staring fixed on the smartphone screen. It seems that he is reading the Quran, complete with the absorption of its meaning.
The man's heart rippled when he first looked at the woman's face. He hurried to turn his eyes to the window glass and see the state of Jakarta. The train drifted away, the station slowly shrinking and was nowhere to be seen.
The first sight he found was a slum settlement. In the middle of them there is a mound of garbage that is used as a center of life for the people in the area. The majority of people work as scavengers who take advantage of existing mounds of garbage. Starting from children, adults, middle-aged women, cane grandmothers, to the elderly in uniform. The man was shocked to see the sight he had found. Hearts uprooted. It was sad to see the scenery. He wanted to come and see the situation there. But what power, he was just a weak young man.
The second sight is a former train car that has not been used. The carriages are used as a bed, some as a playground for small children in that place, even worse there are those used for teenagers who want to do things that are prohibited by religious law. This second scene is more severe than the first sight according to the man because of the abuse of function of a place. His mind is now heading to the Indonesian government.
The man wondered why the government could laugh at the state of the people he led like these two sights. The government should realize that they are a mandate that has been chosen by the people and the good impact will also return to the people.
Corruption in this beloved homeland is a major factor that makes us unable to become a developed country. Students who are not honest in the exam are one of the seeds of corruption because in his childhood alone he dared to lie even though it was only to cheat or see a notebook during the exam
The man's eyes began to sleep. He tried to close his eyes. From night, he did not sleep because he completed the task of his teaching professor. He completed the task at exactly three in the morning. Therefore, his eyes were already hot and asked to be rested immediately.
After completing his task, he did not just sleep. He held his prayer and immediately took ablution for hajat prayer while waiting for dawn and went to the station hoping the station was not too crowded in the morning because Since at the boarding school he was accustomed to prayer hajat or tahajud.
The man also has an independent nature. Since before the nyantri in the boarding school, he already did not want to bother his parents. He also has his own savings when nyantri.
He is a simple santri who is mystic to fill the infak in the mosque in his pesantren. He began to do his istikamah after hearing advice from his ustaz about the primacy of infak or alms. The explanation of his ustaz was always ringing in his mind.
Advice from the ustaznya like a handle for people who are dazed. It always helps to stand firmly even in distressing circumstances. It is the same as a small building that is sturdy and will not collapse despite the earthquake that made the community excited.
The man began to dissolve in his dreams. Shortly before the train departed from Lempuyangan station, suddenly a female voice sounded that ruined her beautiful dream.
“Please .. please ..”
