Fall of Dream Pesantren (Move WRITE)
Refusal of Mother Smooth
Once he finished reading a message from Mr. David, Ammar immediately told his mother the good news about Leiden's scholarship. He immediately set foot into the kitchen where mom was cooking breakfast.
“Bu, I got a scholarship.”
“Wah, what scholarship?” I don't look away from soaking tempeh.
Ammar hesitated to deliver. He thought again. When this scholarship is taken, the mother will stay alone at home. It is sad to see a real mother living a kara without anyone accompanying. Moreover, the mother has entered the age of five heads.
Ammar ventured to present the scholarship to the mother. He hopes that his mother can understand his desire to continue studying abroad if there is a chance. Not a single sentence was missed, everything was said.
“Taking knowledge is very good, mother will continue to support. It has been ruled in both the Quran and the hadiths, where it is possible that I forbid.”
Ammar seemed enthusiastic to hear the mother's answer.
“But there are also many hadiths about birrul walidain, about doing good to parents, especially for a mother. Once again, I never deny your wishes, son, even mother supports and always pray. But, this house will look even looser when you take the scholarship.”
Ammar paused for a moment, thinking that everything the mother said was reality. If he had to go to take that scholarship, automatically mom would be alone at home. But is there a Galih? Is there Sinta who can come here too?
Mother's love is broad. The extent of the mother's love for all that she cared for, whether it was stepchildren, santriwati father who is now nurtured by the mother, TPQ children who are guided, still the greatest affection is for her biological children, he said, flesh blood.
“Dutch is really good for its history, perfect for you. Moreover, ancient Javanese literature is neatly stored along with the original script.”
Ammar's conjecture is correct, mother must not have condoned his disappearance. Mother rejected it subtly. I don't want to hurt Ammar. The language the mother used to reject Ammar's request was very touching. Ammar realized that it was Divine will. He must accept with a chest. He does not want to be a bad boy to parents. He just kept quiet.
“Keep thinking science is good, but did Ammar ever think about getting married?”
Ammar was shocked, the question that resembled insinuations was deeply imprinted in his heart. Maybe true said mother, this is indeed the time to find half of her faith that is still pseudo. But who? He kept his head down. Look at what mom said just now.
It was then that Ammar understood that hearing was a more fundamental need than seeing and answering in such a long fast. Therefore, the burden of a deaf person is much heavier than the burden of a blind and speechless person. Because, sounds and words are elements that will give kehangantan to humans.
“Listen, Le. I'm sincere about you going to Holland, but I ask for one thing. I want to see you on the lap, smile happily with your future future. After all, if you go to the Netherlands, I also have friends at home.”
Ammar was silent, he was willing with everything. He is willing because behind it all there is a Divine destiny. If indeed the message of this edict of destiny is to seek the half of faith that has not yet come, then why should he complain of the question?
Why should Ammar force a man who has been entrusted to forbid it like this?
Is Ammar heartbroken? Getting angry?
Whynot?
However, this life preserves such moments that a fractured heart and a deep sadness are lost in an instant because of it.
This is not a good time to argue and question. Moreover, Ammar has become an orphan who still has a mother so that everything is not for him alone, but for the happiness of his mother. That's what's important.
“You don't have to rush to make your choice. Nor did I force you to choose immediately. Actually, I already have one suitable name. It's up to Ammar. You give me the freedom to look for what you like. You decide. I just want the best for you.” It was as if she knew what Ammar had in mind.
Ammar immediately returned to the room and took his cell phone. He's looking for Mr. David's number in his phone call.
“Assalamu’alaikum, Mr.”
“Wa’alaikumsalam.”
“Please excuse me,Pak. I personally cannot accept an offer that does not allow to come twice. I still have a mother who needs me here. For me, mother's happiness is an absolute thing, can not be replaced with anything else.”
“Heavy decision yes, Mar. If I were you, I would choose to be with my mother in her old age. How else, I only wish you the best.”
“One more time I'm sorry, Mr.”
“Ngapain apologizes if the decision you made is the best?”
Ammar was just sitting across the phone from Mr. David.
“School is good, but devoting yourself to a mother is best. Your college can be continued anytime and anywhere, but can filial piety be postponed? No. gabe. While you have time with your mother, do your best, Mar.”
“Enggeh, Sir. I thought so at first too. Pas revealed to mother about this scholarship, uh mother replied that. Very subtle innuendo.”
“My message is only one, Continue to serve your mother. Don't you ever hurt her heart. Make him happy in his old age. Happiness can be a guarantee of your happiness in the world and your provision in the hereafter. Mainly mother, the Prophet told his people to serve the mother three times first then the father. That means a sign of how important the role of mother is in this world.”
“Still, Sir. My advice is very reminiscent of mine. May the Father always be blessed by God and facilitated all the affairs of the Father, especially in the research of Mr.”
David said in his heart.
After greeting, Ammar hung up the phone from Mr. David. Advice from his guidance counselor he instilled strongly in his heart. It flows like oil lubricates the part through which it passes. Moving his stiff heart so that it is always slippery to do good and be guided by Allah. Encouraging himself to continue to spread the seeds of goodness in others.
True devotion is not devotion to nation and state. True devotion is to our parents who have given birth and educated us by adorning their old days with matchless happiness.
Devotion to the nation and the state can be realized in many ways. In this fast-paced and available era of globalization, we cannot serve by taking up arms against invading enemies and traitors. It is an old way that can cause us to lose in the blink of an eye. The solemn devotion now was with a glimmer of pen ink remaining. By spending time reading and reading, not at the expense of money and life.
While devotion to both parents who give birth and care for us can only be done in one way. By being devoted to them, obey all their wills even though it is detrimental to us and while not contrary to the teachings of religion.
And if they compel you to associate Me with something that you have no knowledge of, then do not obey them both, and engage them in the world well, follow the path of the one who returns to Me. Then only to Me is your return. Then I will tell you what you have done[1]
Parental happiness above all else, such is the principle that we often hear. Lowering the ego and giving up personal happiness in order to see a smile from the mother even if only briefly, will be more soothing than personal satisfaction.
Nine months pregnant, carrying us in his stomach, then bet his life when the time of childbirth arrived. After that, breastfeed and care from childhood. Teaching what we did not know until we became what we are today. We who sacrifice only a little hope in life, can never replace the love of a mother since we are in the womb.
