It's up to God

Fire in the Kitchen Pesantren

This morning, when the kitchen santriwati was preparing a menu for breakfast, suddenly smelled a pungent smell. They suspect that the smell came from a leaking gas cylinder. This made the three sisters panicked and immediately shouted. Not wanting to take too much of a risk, they saved themselves and asked for help.

Until finally, the red whiz began to devour the room that used to make the santri not hungry and thirsty. The room to make a variety of food menus although not as luxurious as those outside the pesantren, but togetherness of eating with— makes them like family.

"Fire ...! Fire ...! Fire ...!" shouted the santri, mutually simple.

Quoted from the SWB site, in addition to the electrical short circuit, most fires are caused by leaking gas cylinders. Leakage to the tube or gas installation is one of the risks of using Liquefied Petroleum Gas (LPG), if the countermeasures are late and inappropriate, it can threaten safety and health. Because the leak of LPG is not only susceptible to igniting fires or explosions when exposed to fire, but is very dangerous for the health of the body when inhaled. Mostly, fires or explosions caused by leaking gas are trapped in the room and accumulate to cause an explosion.

In general, gas leaks come from the use of regulator errors or damage to LPG valves (valves). The hose could have been damaged (vibration), the regulator on the tube valve is not installed properly or damaged, or it could be that the safety rubber has been damaged. That is why, we must really make sure that the gas cylinder is installed properly so as not to happen harm let alone to take the life of someone.

All the people who live in Pondok Pesantren Al Fathonah worked together to conquer the red hero, to ask for help from firefighters or abbreviated as damkar because they are worried that it will spread to other buildings even to neighboring houses around the boarding school.

Again Ali was accused of masterminding the fire that occurred because he happened to be living in the boarding school for several days.

Ammar looked at Ali with a sharp look. This time Nadira also suspected his sister-in-law. Because there are no coincidences, it's just that—they have no evidence and don't want the origin to accuse.

Nadira approached her sister-in-law.

"Sister. Without reducing my respect for Brother, if what happened to my son and the fire in the boarding school kitchen was the work of Brother, I would not remain silent" Nadira said, warning firmly.

"Your husband is the one who brought the shit! During this time, pesantren there has never been a fire or slipping because there are those who deliberately throw garbage carelessly. Ask the same abi," Ali said by pointing at Ammar.

Everyone saw Lutfi.

"Indeed, for many years, only this time the pesantren experienced a fire. Maybe this is caused by the carelessness that installed the gas canisters," Lutfi said, surmising.

"How about, anyway? He still stands up for Ammar. It's obvious, he's a son of a bitch!" ali said, provoking.

Lutfi did not respond to Ali's remarks.

"On the banana peel, we can not accuse who deliberately threw it away, until coincidentally at that time—Hafiz who fell. It could also be when santri was cleaning, the banana skin fell," said Ali tried to husnudzon.

"I'm sorry, Abi. On that day, Nadira had asked the santri who took care of the kitchen needs, the menu that day there were no bananas. Nadira also asked the santri who picketed with Hafiz on that day, they said—ada someone who threw the banana peel towards Hafiz," said Nadira, revealing known information.

"Ammar was sure, Abi, Kak Ali must be the mastermind of all this. From the beginning, Kak Ali did not like Ammar and Umi. That's why he's trying to slander and do this vile thing." Ammar's anger this time was completely uncontrollable.

Everyone's efforts to quell the red hotshot's anger were successful and there were no casualties. It's just that, the pesantren kitchen becomes flat with the ground, so they have to build the kitchen again. For a while, they would cook in the other room, until the pesantren kitchen stood back up. However, Amarah Ammar has not been extinguished. He's getting on the black.

"What do you mean, brother? That ignites emotions first right, Brother! Why even twist the facts like this, anyway? Wear a talk show using your language all over again. Did you know the meaning of 'like a fire eating dry weed, can't be put out again'?" ask Ammar in a high tone.

"If I don't know, why speak. Ask your wife, she must understand the meaning of the language," said Ali, staring at Ammar cynically.

Ammar and Ali's relationship has become increasingly strained since this incident. Nadira breathed heavily. Lutfi no longer knew how to reconcile his two sons.

"Ammar, stop. It's free to fight like this. Don't muddy the mood. What Kak Ali said there is a point as well. We can never deny destiny. Danger can come to anyone and at any time. For now, we must be more careful and ask God for protection." Nadira tries to quell Ammar's anger.

Ammar was privileged because he remembered his abu's message. He did not want to be overpowered by demons because he could not control his anger. Then, he went to berwudu to reduce his anger.

"Nadira. Abi ask for help, call the santri who is in charge of cooking today," Pinta Lutfi.

Aisyah had just been silent, thinking about all this. He also felt guilty for his presence in Lutfi and Ali's life, making the relationship between father and son become tenuous. Unfeelably, Aisyah's tears dripped. Lutfi saw the clear liquid coming out of his wife's eye, then removed and calmed.

"Umi doesn't need to think about the no-no. Believe me, all this must have passed" said Lutfi while embracing Aisyah. Until Aisyah can lay her head on the shoulder of the husband.

Ali who saw the intimacy of abi and umi, he continued, increasingly upset. He left without saying. Lutfi beristighfar while stroking the chest to see Ali's behavior.

Aisyah looked at Ali's departure with worry. He was about to get out of his seat, but was forbidden by Lutfi with a headband. Aisha sat back.

A few minutes later, Ammar arrived.

"Where's Nadira, Bi, Umi?" ask Ammar. His face was wet, exposed to the water of wudu. His breathing was much calmer than a few minutes ago.

"Let's call the santriwati who wants to cook earlier," replied Aisyah.

Ammar nodded. Waiting for Nadira to return.

Shortly thereafter, Nadira returned with three santriwati and Jaka. Lutfi is investigating the fire. To the knowledge of the three sisters, Jaka had checked the gas canister before they cooked. Maybe it is no longer lucky, it could be a broken hose. Jaka also apologized for his carelessness for not being careful in checking the security of the kitchen. Lutfi hoped this would never happen again.

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