Halal Lover
The Part 52
After Kinar finished using his clothes, I asked Kinar to accompany me to the pesantren to say goodbye to Abah if I wanted to go back to Jakarta.
Kinar accompanied me, Me and Kinar rode on a bicycle. Ah so remembered the good memories when not feeling the thought of rice and other needs. Especially thinking about your feelings and your partner.
Arriving at the pesantren Aku and Kinar entered the pesantren office. Where Abah usually takes care of pesantren.
"Assalamualaikum Abah,"I said to Abah.
Abah smiled at me and answered my greeting, "Waalaikumsallam"
I approached Abah, Alhamdulillah this morning Abah seemed not to be busy, so I could talk a lot with Abah.
Abah invited Me and Kinar to sit, Abah also sat down. I expressed my intention to make peace with my past destiny and return to Jakarta.
Abah smiled happily, I'm sure this was also the decision Abah was waiting for. Abah said Alhamdulillah because I will finally return to my husband after a month of leaving Mas Gaga.
Abah suddenly told me a story about pearls stained as a lesson for me and Kinar.
Abah began to tell me if there was ever an old man who was very lucky. He found a large and very beautiful pearl, but his happiness soon turned to disappointment as soon as he found out there was a small black spot on top of the pearl.
His heart continued to murmur, if there were no black spot, this pearl would be the prettiest and most perfect in the world. The more he thought, the more disappointed his heart became.
Finally, he decided to remove the stain point by skinning the surface layer of the pearl.
But after he skinned the first layer, the stain still remained.
He immediately skinned the second layer in the belief that the stain point would disappear.But in reality the stain still remains.
Then impatiently, he skinned layer by layer, until the last layer.
True also the stain has been lost, but the pearl was also lost.
Such is the case with real life, we always like to dispute the small, insignificant things so that eventually damage the great value.
A decades-old beautiful friendship turned into a great enmity just because of an unintentional spicy word.
Families that get along well and harmoniously are destroyed only because of small debates that are not important .
The trivial is often in trouble, which is more important and valuable to forget and ignore.
A thousand virtues are often meaningless, but a speck of flaws is remembered for a lifetime.
Abah concludes his story that we must learn to accept whatever shortcomings exist in our lives.
Isn't nothing perfect in this world.?
SEHATI is not because of Giving, but one because of understanding each other.
LOVE is not because of Enchanted, but love because of each other.
BETAH not because of Luxury, but feel at home because of each other's defeat.
TOGETHER is not because of the World, but together because EACH OTHER FILLS.
beautiful not because it is always Easy, but beautiful because it is faced with every Tribulation.
My tears suddenly fell as well because I couldn't help it. What Abah told me so pierced my conscience. I even punished my innocent husband. Oh Allah forgive me.
Kinar. After much discussion with Abah, I asked Abah for permission to see Nyai. While Kinar permission to go to the toilet first, before that I told Kinar that I would go to Bu Nyai's house first behind the pesantren.
I walked alone to the house of Bu Nyai, at the intersection I met with Ustad Hadi. Ustad Hadi smiled at me. I returned his smile too. Oh yeah I haven't told you that this Ustad Hadi just got married a month ago. Mated by his parents with a santri also but not from the boarding school Abah.
"What's Nay," he asked.
"Good alhamdulillah Ustad"
Ustad Hadi looked at me, "It looks like you've been crying Nay?"
"I know all your problems Nay, I'm sorry?"
I turned to look at Ustad Hadi.
"I'm sorry, Nay, I overheard your conversation with Abah at the time"
I bowed back, "Thank you for your sympathy"
"Nay you deserve TO BE HAPPY" he said with great emphasis.
"Alhamdulillah, I'm happy Ustad"
"Don't lie to Nay"
I kept quiet, "Excuse Tadz." I stepped away from Ustad Hadi, not disrespectful, but I didn't want to provoke a no-no chat.
Just a few steps up Hadi chasing me.
" Nay, if you please, I want to make you my second wife, I'll make you happy Nay, unlike the townspeople," she said confidently.
I frowned at me. Present this Ustad Hadi, my previous problem is not finished, this again offers me a new problem.
Not what, when I just came out of the tiger cage continued to enter the Crocodile cage. Ish is right. I could've been at your first wife's gorok.
Mas Perky is not not happy me, Mushroom is even very good to me. But only the circumstances are not on our side.
"Sorry, can't I?" I replied, then I immediately rushed to Ms. Nyai's house.
Finished from the toilet Kinar directly followed me to the house of Ms. Nyai. Ma'am Nyai wishes me all the best.
"Nay, rich mimi lan mintuna"
Bu Nyai mentions Javanese philosophy related to a marriage. So the meaning of the rich word mimi lan mintuna is as a life partner who has been validated religiously and legally, will live a household life to always be together. In this case we can take the value of the meaning of loyalty.
Households will always be faced with trials or temptations. However, we have to stay beside our partner. Strengthen and support each other. So that the existing togetherness will be able to mature each other.
Many more things from Nyai Bu about a household. After being satisfied chatting me and Kinar say goodbye to Bu Nyai and Abah.
The plan after returning home me and Kinar wanted to go to the supermarket to buy some necessities.
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(Kangen greet you guys? What are you all saying? may healthy always be in the protection of Allah SWT, aamiin. Thank you for reading up to this part, Greetings from me 😘😘😘😘)
