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Imam Asy Syafi’i :

"Patience to the good, then surely the spaciousness is so close."

"Whoever draws near to God to escape adversity, he will surely be saved."

"Whoever is so sure of God, he must not feel pain."

"### Whoever wishes for Him, Allah will help."

In Arabic it is said :

" Patience is as the name suggests, bitter in taste, yet ultimately sweeter than honey"

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Bend day.

After the Quadruplets came home from school. Aaron took them to the An-Nur boarding school. Because it was indeed a request from Rio, who reasoned a lot of work. So that he could not bring his children. But Aaron knew, for what reason his son was reluctant to go there. But he, he did not want to dispute it. For to him the happiness of his grandchildren is paramount.

"Assalamu'alaikum Ustadz Khairul," said Aaron, when they had reached the boarding house of An-Nur.

"Wa'alaikumus salam warahmatullahi wabarakatu. Maa shaa Allah, Mr Aaron? Let's go in sir, "welcome Ustadz Khairul, so warm.

"Thank you Ustadz" said Aaron, and he entered the house of Ustadz Khairul, followed by the quadruplets behind him.

Arriving in Ustadz Khairul also allowed them to sit down. After asking his wife to serve drinks, Ustadz Khairul also invited a little chat. And before long Aaron, immediately expressed the intention of his arrival to Ustadz Khairul.

"Look at Ustadz, I mean to come, I actually want to register my grandchildren who want to teach at his cottage Ustadz. So are you willing to accept my grandchildren?" said, Aaron, it seems he was so hopeful that Ustadz Khairul would accept his grandchildren.

Ustadz Khairul smiled, with his trademark soft, "Maa shaa Allah, glad I heard it. Mr. Aaron don't bother me. It is precisely an honor for me, because it is trusted by Mr. Aaron, to guide his grandchildren. And that means I accept them sir,"

Hearing the words of Ustadz Khairul, spontaneously quadruplets immediately cheered with joy, "Horreeeee! Thank you, Grandpa Ustadz," they said simultaneously.

"The same quadruplets, but you can't be one place, because men and women places have to be different, do you understand what Grandpa means, quadruplets?" clearly Ustadz Khairul, gently.

"Understanding grandfather Ustadz!" reply quadruplets again at the same time.

"Thank God, thank you Ustadz. Then I will send my grandchildren to Ustadz" said Aaron, as he greeted Ustadz Khairul.

"Together Sir, in shaa Allah I keep this trust" replied Ustadz Khairul, while welcoming Aaron's hand.

"Yes already then, I say yes Ustadz, later after Maghrib I will pick up again" said Harun

"Good sir be careful on the road,"

"In shaa Allah, then I excuse Assalamu'alaikum" said Aaron, as he stepped towards the exit.

"Wa'alaikumus salam warahmatullahi wabarakatu" replied Khairul, who followed Aaron's steps, to take him to the front.

After the car that brought Aaron, look no further. Ustadz Khairul's views turned to quadruplets, which they saw as well as watching the grandfather's departure.

"Okay, Grandpa Ustadz!" reply them simultaneously, then they followed the steps of Ustadz Khairul, heading to the hall of the cottage, where santri kalong (not staying) studied.

When they arrived there, Yumna's eyes looked like they were looking for something. Until finally someone called his name Yunda too.

"Yumna, Yunda you want to teach here too?" asked a little girl, who looked like she was so happy to see Yumna and Yunda coming.

"Eh, Brother Farah, yes our brother wants to teach here," replied Yumna, but his eyes still looked around among the santri, as well as among the teachers.

"Assalamu'alaikum?" greetings Ustadz Khairul, and directly answered them by the santriwati and also the teachers, simultaneously.

"Wa'alaikumus salam, warahmatullahi wabarakatu,"

"Dad, Khanza, come here for a minute" call Ustadz Khairul.

"Na'am Ustadz?" two veiled women said, who they soon came to Ustadz Khairul.

"Khanza, Inayah, this is a new santriwati, they want to learn to teach, please help them yes, son" Ustadz Khairul told the two veiled women.

"Na'am Ustadz, In shaa Allah, we will help" they said simultaneously.

"Alhamdulillah, yes it is if, Yumna, Yunda, study with Ustadzah Inayah and Ustadzah Khanza ya Nak," said Ustadz Khairul, to Yumna and Yunda, who also studied at the school, while rubbing the heads of the two of them covered by their hijab.

"Good Grandpa Ustadz," Yumna and Yunda replied.

"Yes already if Grandpa between Fanza and Fasya first yes, Assalamu'alaikum" Pamit Ustadz Khairul.

"Wa'alaikumus salam warahmatullahi wabarakatu" they answered again still at the same time.

After getting an answer, Ustadz Khairul also brought the two sons of Rio, to the boarding school. While Yumna and Yunda, directly invited by the two Ustadzah who are responsible for teaching them.

After they are given a table to put iqro. They also began teaching. Yunda seems to have begun to adapt in the program. But not for Yumna, he still looks unfocused, because his eyes are still looking for something.

"What's Yumna? Why aren't you focused?" asked Hanifa Son of Wira, who happened to be sitting next to Yumna.

"Sister Hani, how come Umna didn't see Mama Azwa? Didn't you teach today?" tanya Yumna looked curious.

"Who's Mama Azwa?" Hanifah seems confused, because the santriwati know Naazwa as Ustadzah Yumna. Therefore he will not understand what little Yumna said.

"Hmm. that's.hmm.." Yumna seemed to think, in order to remember another name for Nazwa, "Oh yes, that is Ustadzah Yumna, Kak Hani," he said after he remembered it.

"Ooh, Ustadzah Yumna, just went with Uncle Hans, Yumna," replied Hanifa, and as soon as Yumna's face changed, she looked sad, hearing Hanifa's words.

"What's Yumna? Why does your face look sad?" hanifah asked, which turned out to be watching Yumna's changed face.

"It's okay, Hani. Will Ustadzah Yumna marry Uncle Hans?" tanya Yumna wants to find out the truth.

"Yes right, in a week, they're getting married, you got Yumna?" hanifah asked, with sparkling eyes. But not immediately answered by Yumna he just lowered his face, with eyes that look already glazed.

"No, Mama Azwa can't marry Uncle Hans! Mama should marry Papa! Umna must derail their marriage, hiks..O Allah help Umna, make Mama Azwa the Mama Yumna forever, "inner Yumna, inward,

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