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

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



"I don't feel like I've been here for 4 years" said Pastri as he looked at the rose growing smarter and more beautiful.


While teaching the Roses, Pastri's mother looked at the Roses, which had been in her care since she was 3 months old.


Alhamdulillah, said mbak Lastri listening to the recitation of the holy verse of the Quran, which was chanted by the Rose.


Listening to the Rose who with his shahdya read Surat Al-Alaq verses 1-5,


اِقْرَأْ بِاسْمِ رَبِّكَ الَّذِيْ خَلَقَۚ - ١


Iqra` bismi rabbikallaishi khalaq


It means: "Read with (call) the name of your Lord who created,"


خَلَقَ الْاِنْسَانَ مِنْ عَلَقٍۚ - ٢


Khalaqal - insanna min 'alaq


It means: "He has created man from a clot of blood."


اِقْرَأْ وَرَبُّكَ الْاَكْرَمُۙ - ٣


Iqra` wa rabbukal


It means: "Read, and the Lord glorifies the Almighty,"


الَّذِيْ عَلَّمَ بِالْقَلَمِۙ - ٤


Allaishe 'allama bil-qalam


Meaning: "The one who teaches (man) with a pen"


عَلَّمَ الْاِنْسَانَ مَا لَمْ يَعْلَمْۗ - ٥


Allamal - insanna mar lam ya'lam


It means: "He teaches man what he does not know."


"Shodakallah hull azhim.", said the Rose.


"Subhanallah", said Mbak Lastri with glassy eyes by directly embracing the Rose, his favorite child.


"Where buk..., Rose reading", said the Rose with a sweet smile.


"Good baby, good luck, I'm proud of you" said Mr. Lastri.


Since the rose can recognize someone at the age of 1 year, the first he knows is mbak Lastri.


Roses considered the Lastri Mbak to be his own mother.


Even so, Mbak Lastri still introduced Mami Geyna it is the birth mother of Rose.


He explained that the one who gave birth to the Rose was Mami Geyna.


Although Mami herself rarely met Roses even just invite her to play for a moment.


"Oh, why did Mami never play with Roses..???, said Roses while looking at the Lastri.


"Mommy may be busy baby, you're the same mother" said Mbak Lastri trying to make the Rose not think of strange things about his mami.


"But, why can't I teach when there is a mother, why should I study and teach by hiding.??" said Rose began to want to know everything.


Pastri began to be confused with the question that often arises from the late Rose self.


He must hide the reality he is not ready to accept about his mother.


"What's the matter, dear, is my mother ever teach Roses, if we teach can not be exhibited to others, it's called arrogant dear, right..??", lastri tried to find an excuse.


"Yes buk", said Rose without curing with his mother's words.


The truth is, Mbak Lastri wants to teach the Rose to know Islam without being known by Geyna or other residents of the house.


Even if necessary, a large house wall does not have to know that the Rose learned to teach all this time.


Rose grew up to be a smart child under the tutelage of Pastri.


During this time Roses have never taken Lastri out of the fence of this large house.


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"Mbak.!!, cried Gea from the porch of the mansion, calling to Lastri.


Lastri was clean in the backyard of the Pavilion, so he did not hear Gea's call.


The rose playing with the doll on the terrace of the Pavilion heard the cry of Gea calling out to her mother.


He looked left and right, no sign of his mother.


With his own initiative, the Rose walked towards the place where Gea was calling her mother.


"Sir, mother no longer exists, mbak need what.??" said Rose by standing in front of Gea.


"Rose.??" said Gea looking at the Rose while holding his cigarette still burning.


The rose simply nodded without making a sound, she was a little afraid of Gea.


For the Rose, Gea was a stranger.


Although Rose often saw the girls from the front of the pavilion, but she never knew anyone other than Pastri and Mami Geyna her biological mother.


"You're big, you're beautiful again, you're a little girl, you're so beautiful how big it will be" Gea said around the Roses, chuckling.


The rose just stood hugging her doll.


Gea suddenly spewed cigarette smoke on the face of the Rose.


Suddenly Rose coughed and cried.


Lastri, who had appeared from inside the pavilion and saw the Roses not on the terrace, panicked.


He ran to call the rose.


His cry stopped as he heard the Rose crying.


And saw him standing on the porch of a big house.


"Jeez Roses.!!", said Mbak Lastri surprised, and immediately ran towards the mansion.


Pastri's mother approached the Rose and hugged her.


"You're okay, baby.??" said mbak Lastri hugged the Rose tightly and examined the body of the Rose, anticipating that Gea dared to hurt the Rose.


"Ibukkk", crying Roses in his mother's arms.


"Heyy..!!, you came as if I were hurting a Rose", cried Gea pointed at Lastri's mother rudely.


Pastri's sister who harbored anger at a moment remembered that she could not be of sorts as long as she still wanted to protect the Roses from them.


"Sorry madam, I'm sorry, I'll take the Rose back to the pavilion, sorry if she interfered with Gea" said Mr Lastri forced to lower his gaze and ease his emotions.


"Go there..!!", ketus Gea while passing into the mansion.


Pastri calms the Roses in the room.


"Rose, mother has said, do not go there if there is no mother" said mbak Lastri stroking the hair of the Rose.


"Sorry buk, earlier Gea called mother, so I went there" said Mawar still as he pleased.


"Yes, you rest first yes, which had not to be remembered, okee", said mbak Lastri calming Rose.


"Why are the clothes of mommy and her friends like that ..??, said mother we have to take care of our aurat..??" the Rose increasingly had a curiosity about what she saw.


"The words of God are very dear, but all decisions are right and wrong, our own hearts are decided, if we obey God must give us heaven. But if we neglect to do our place, so it all depends on our own choice" said Mbak Lastri explained that can be understood by the Rose.


"So Mami and Mbak Gea will go to hell buk.??" said Rose.


"Only God knows dear, it would be better if we could be better than mami and mbak Gea yes", said Mbak Lastri.


The rose just nodded and hugged her mother.


O Allah protect my rose, muttered Pastri in heart.