Is it My fault, If I Desire Heaven..??

Is it wrong that the rose hates mami...?

The rose sat helplessly in its hut.

His eyes were empty, tears began to pour down his cheeks.

It was as if he had been violently shaken at that moment.

Seen mr. Kyai and his wife, as well as the lastri who strengthen the Rose.

The thought of the Rose was floating, he did not hear and pay attention to the people around him who were strengthening him at that time.

The news of Nia's death, has been heard in the ears of the Rose.

And even more painful news has also been conveyed by Mr. Kyai himself.

Nia, the innocent girl died from the actions of Rose's own mother.

If Nia hadn't come to the kitchen that night, it might have been her who was currently buried underground.

The crying rose broke after thinking of her own biological mother.

Moreover, that evil intent was actually aimed at the Rose.

God was still protecting the rose.

But he also does not accept the fact that a girl died tragically in his place.

"Yes Allah.!!", cried the Rose immediately startled Pak kyai and his wife and mbak Lastri.

"Astagfirullah, Istigfar Roses, all are the will of God" said Pak kyai's wife.

"Honey, Istigfar" said mbak Lastri crying to see his son was very devastated at that time.

"Oh no, what is the fault of the Rose.?, so God gave the Rose a very cruel mother, even expecting the death of the Rose", exclaimed the Rose expressing her emotions and disappointment.

Mr. Kyai went out of the cottage, he stood on the terrace.

He could not bear to see the broken Rose, weeping and blaming himself.

Kyai sir shed tears.

He did not expect in this world there are humans who are more vile than animals.

The crying rose is becoming more and more.

He blew it all away at that time.

"Maybe Nia is still here if the Rose is not in this pesantren buk" said Mawar holding the hand of Pak Kyai's wife.

"Patience of the Roses, patience" said Pak Kyai's wife to calm the Roses.

"Perhaps if my mother and Pak kyai did not help the Roses and hold the Roses here, this boarding school would never be smeared like this buk.!!", cried the Rose blaming himself.

"Bukkk, why do you still love Roses, Roses can be a source of danger for mothers" said Roses facing his mother.

"Oh Allah, son, do not say so dear, the only treasure rose" said Mbak Lastri wiping the tears of the Rose.

The crying of the rose suddenly subsided, he rubbed his wet cheeks.

"Oh, is it wrong if the Rose hates Mami.??" said the Rose to Pak Kyai's wife.

"Astagfirullah son, do not let the devil enter your instincts, you are much better than your mother, you are different from her, we wish you more Roses" said Pak Kyai's wife.

"Roses listen to mother, man is a wrong place and sin is the identity of man, but God is the right to rebuke and punish him, do not take that right from him, God is the right to rebuke him, do not hate your mother, son, let it be a mama's business with God, stay in the way of Allah even though we are zholimi nak" said Mbak Lastri advising Mawar.

"Of your mother said dear, let it be God's business, we better fix ourselves while there is still a chance" said Pak Kyai's wife.

The rose again broke.

His anger was diluted by the advice of Pak kyai's wife and Mr. Lastri.

Verily I am only a creature of God, leave it all to Allah, murmured the Rose in heart.

"Astagfirullah, thank you buk", said Rose hugged her mother.

"Peace yourself dear, take ablution and pray, spread before God" said Pak Kyai's wife.

Roses also follow the advice of Pak Kyai's wife, he ablution and perform prayers.

He wept on his alphabet asking God for help, and begged for more patience, and prayed for his mother to be guided by God.

"Make the birth mother of a better servant of man, O Allah, open her conscience, God willing the Rose does not hate the Mami" said the weeping Rose in her prayer.