Love Children Pesantren

Unaltered

At two in the morning, Aisyah had already woken up from her sleep. Tahajud prayer, then in the next prayer witir, deres memorization then he continued to learn. He has been doing this since college. Yes, studying when a quiet night approaches, it is very good according to him. Added by listening to sholawat song through his earphon. Even though he has graduated, learning remains a special activity for him. I don't know, he can learn whatever he wants. Origin, it would all add to his insight.

Just before fifteen minutes of dawn, Aisyah took a bath. It is also her habit to shower before dawn. And now, he could really feel his change. It all started when he was still studying S1 at UI. All tired, it's there. When all the tasks were done, Aisyah took the initiative to take a bath. And at that moment, the entrance where the pain and fatigue in his body instantly disappeared. His mind that was initially dizzy due to the increasingly crowded schedule, became more fresh. And when he learns, what he does is easier. Because he also heard that bathing before dawn had an extraordinary virtue. So he tried to make it a habit.

After bathing Aisyah directly walked into the room. Look at the clock on his phone. Five minutes to adzan. Therefore, he immediately rushed to wear a mukena and held a prayer mat facing the qibla. Sit cross-legged on the prayer mat by starting to stall the beads in his hand. Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah, Allahu Akbar, Laailaha ilallah, spoken on his lips in turn. Actually, Aisyah could have used five minutes to return to study, or just play the phone to wait. But he chose to wait while pondering, so as not only his body, but also his heart that was close to the Creator.

He did it because he remembered when he read a story. Where a grandmother always waits on her alphabet by already using mukena before the adhan reverberate. And that's what he does every day. Then someone asked why he was always waiting. So the grandmother replied that she always fulfilled God's call, before God called her to worship. A story, which made Aisyah amazed at the spirit of worship is extraordinary, even though the age is no longer young. Moreover, God is also good to him, so he does not want to disappoint God. After all, praying on time or at the beginning of time is something that God really likes. It is better to pray at the beginning of time, rather than delaying nunda. Yes, because prayer must be prioritized over all important things about world affairs. As in Surah Al Maun which means, woe to those who pray. That is the person who is negligent in his prayers.

Allah Akbar....Allah Akbar...

The voice sounded out loud in a high tone.

"Allahuakbar, Allahuakbar..." Gumam Aisyah.

Allah Akbar....Allah Akbar...

Now the tone is getting longer.

"Allahuakbar Allahuakbar..."

Asyhadu Allaa ilallah....

"Asyhadu Allaa ilallah"

Asyhadu Allaa ilallah....

Aisyah muttered again to answer Adzan until it was finished. Answering the Adhan, indeed Sunnah his law. But do we not stop for a moment in doing activities, just to listen to the Adhan and answer it. After the adhan was completed, Aisha immediately read the prayer after the adhan. Which means...

"O God the Lord, who has a perfect call and a constant prayer, is established, bless the Prophet Muhammad (great place) and his glory and glory and high degree and place him in the blessed place You have promised, for You have not broken your promise, O most Merciful Dzat."

Tok tok...

The sound of the door being knocked away made Aisyah turn her head and immediately stand up. Walk open the door. "Well, did you wake up??" Ask aunt.

"Yes, ma'am lek"

"So Madam Lek want to wake up you make dawn prayers, uh you wake up first." His word. "You pray alone ga papa to? Earlier mr. Lek mu to the mosque, Bu Lek exhausted the lahiran can not pray."

Aisyah nodded in understanding. The natives will indeed come out, at least 40 days. "Yes, mother lek."

"Yes, Miss Lek went back to Yo's room..." He smiled and walked away. Aisyah nodded and then closed the door again.

He walked back and stood on his tongue. Intention to perform dawn qobliyah prayers. His hands began to lift, his lips read slowly. As we know indeed, praying before dawn is better than the world and its contents. Even Sheikh Ali Jaber said that while lazy we in carrying out Sunnah worship, at least do prayer before dawn. In addition to praying before dawn, Aisyah also makes it a habit to pray to close her tahajud prayer. Either one, or three rakaats. That is because the prayer is better than the prayer before dawn.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullah's...." Aisha turned her head to the right. "This is Asaluka Fauza bil Jannah. Assalamualaikum...." His head turned back to the left. "This asaluka najata minannaar wal 'afwa 'indal hisaab..."

After the two greetings were over, Aisyah stood up again. His lips recite the intention of dawn prayer. The same movement as before he did. After everything was done, Aisyah immediately folded her face. He sat his body on the bed. Silently contemplating. Thinking of someone who really very often disturbs his thoughts this late.

•••••

"Mom lek..." Sapa Aisyah by approaching her aunt who was carrying the child.

"Eh nduk..."

"Mom lek, can Aisyah not carry her baby?"

Aunt nodded. Slowly and carefully, he handed his son over to Aisyah's arms. Making the girl smile wide by holding the baby in her cradle.

"Oh nduk, you already pantes lho carrying a baby. When's marriage?"

Aisyah took a quick look at her aunt. "Eemm, if you've met the same soul mate Ms. Lek..."

"Ooh yeah, I hope I see you soon. Your parents,,, Mom lek sure would also want to have a grandchild."

"Milk..."

"Sir, tomorrow Mother Lek wants to give thanks here. You can help me, right?"

Aisyah nodded for sure. "Yes, ma'am lek. Must be Aisyah helping me."

"Alhamdulillah if that is so. Oh yes another nduk, Miss Lek would like to say Monday there is a study in the same contents of Ustadzah Hilmi. Who knew you'd come there? You see, bu lek often comes there every time there is a study, but it's like Bu Lek can not come. You can't find fatim... How do you want??"

"This is Allah, Aisha will come if there is no obstacle."

"Eh but his study at the An Nur mosque. It's a long way from here."

"That's not a problem, Mother Lek. Importantly, Aisyah could come to the assembly of science. Oh yeah, what time's it?"

"Hour 8. If you want to leave, from here at half-eight. If you want a place in front, you have to be early. You see, Alhamdulillah yes nduk, now that comes quite a lot. Keep on adding to the guy." Answered aunt.

Aisyah mangosteen mangosteen understand.

"Sir, hape you sound to??"

Aisyah.

"Oh, yeah like Miss lek." Aisha gave the baby in her carrier back to her aunt. "Went to the room first Miss Lek."

"Yes." Yeah."

Aisyah immediately walked quickly into the room. Picked up his cell phone lying on the bed. Then pick up the phone.

"Hello Assalamualaikum..."

"Waalaikum salam. Well, have you been at your lek sir's house?"

"Yes umi."

"Try switching to video call"

Without a doubt, Aisyah immediately did as her mother said. So in the screen of his phone, immediately seen the face of his mother. The tired face of a great woman who had taken care of her, yet still emanated a happy smile in it. "Yes..."

"O Allah is the Shah.Where are you?"

"Well? There don't just be in there, help your mother."

"Yes. Umi, where's Abi?"

"In the fields."

Aisyah. Look at his father who works hot every day without complaining by the fatigue in his nature. Look at him, who is always sweating, for his brother's sake. How could it make them disappointed? Tired they must indeed be paid by the success of his son.

"Abi just left?"

"From this morning. Thank God it wants to harvest. Later the harvest in the tube, make Okta's lecture. Now that your sister is twelve to nduk class, she will definitely graduate." He answered with a happy smile. "Hopefully nduk, Okta can get your scholarship. Now, you've grown up Yo..."

Aisyah was speechless looking at her mother's face which was increasingly clearly visible wrinkles on her face. "Amiinu. What else is Umi doing?"

"Oh this, cook. Later let Okta be with your brother if you go home so you can eat right away. They must be Yo's laper, right?"

Aisyah nodded. "Umi don't get tired ya. Umi better get plenty of rest. Work, let Okta do it. Aisyah does not want to get tired. In the Shayah of Allah, Aisha will return there soon. Let me help umi."

"Yo Ndak papa nduk, wong just cook. After all, Okta here often helps umi. Look at him, he doesn't want to go to school far away. Afraid to leave umi alone here."

Aisha smiled at hearing him.

"Sir, can't you please call your mother lek. Umi wants to talk, all you want to see the condition of the mother with her child."

"Yeah. Wait a minute, yeah..." Aisyah stood up and then stepped back to meet her aunt who was in the living room. "Bu lek, umi wanted to talk."

Aunt looked. "Oh yes. Ice, can't put Fatimah in the room first. Hm?"

"Yes..."

Aisyah put her phone on the table. Then carry the baby. After that he walked to his aunt's room. Put the baby Fatimah, on the bed slowly.

•••••

That Sunday, there was a ceremony at her aunt Aisyah's house. In the morning, he was busy too. Mondar mandir here and there takes care of everything. Until night fell, he could not rest quietly before everything really settled down. It was exhausting, but he was used to it too. As if, tired of being his friend these few years during his college days.

Monday morning, Aisyah left for the mosque

An Nur's. According to what her aunt told her. Today, it's almost forgetfulness. Fortunately, he was reminded by his aunt. If it is not too bad if you do not attend such a science assembly. Because of our journey to the assembly of knowledge, it is also rewarded by God. Then at eight less than seven minutes, Aisyah just left. Maybe, when he gets to the study has already begun.

"Thank you sir..." He told the taxi driver who had driven him.

The father nodded with a smile, then returned to running his car to drive away. Aisyah opened her sling bag, then picked up the phone to look at the clock. At 8 over seventeen minutes. Aisyah put her cell phone back in and stepped towards the mosque. Sit in an empty place. His eyes began to focus in front. Staring at the woman who was standing with a microphone in her hand.

"Not only more cruel than murder, slander is also heavier than disobedience. Slandering will lead to severe punishment on the side of Allah. Then the second, people who like to slander others will not get intercession from the Prophet SAW." Aisyah's eyes continued to focus on the front. "Then the third, slander prevents someone from entering heaven. The Prophet asked the friend 'who is the bankrupt person?' then they say 'one who has no wealth'. Then the Prophet said “Not that, the bankrupt person is the one who has no worship charity.” Then the friend asked again 'Even when the person is doing prayer and fasting?' And the Prophet answered: Even when he prays and fasts for his good deeds will be given to the wronged, he is a blessing and also slander even the bad deeds of people who are slandered and oppressed will be given to people who slander him."

"So my brethren, verily that which Allah forbids is for the good of his servant. And what Allah has commanded is best for his servant. God knows what is best for us, compared to ourselves. What is forbidden, stay away. Slandering, gossiping, insulting, ghibah are actions that have absolutely no benefit. But this man really demen ngelakuin things like that, let alone tuh ghibah. For those who do not know the knowledge, wow it is exciting. He thought it was exciting, but he did not know at that time the angels recorded his sin. Like eating your own carcass. What exactly do we get from slandering someone? The satisfaction? Yes, we are satisfied, but only temporary, right? In fact, our satisfaction is not worth the consequences we bear later."

Aisyah's attention was distracted by the woman sitting beside her. With a look down, he was busy wiping away her flowing tears. Aisyah looked at him for a long time, her face was like a stranger to him. "Mr..."Calling Aisyah made the woman turn her head.

Their gazes met each other, silent at each other. "Dad??"

"Sir....mbak Ghea?!"

Ghea was silent, her eyes were glazed back. "It's Lo? Aisha?"

Aisyah nodded slowly.

"Yes. Mbak why? Sick mom?" He asked when he saw Ghea's face that was a bit pale and looked less healthy. But Ghea's answer was compared to what she saw.

"No. I'm not papa. I'm good enough."

Aisha kept staring at Ghea. His appearance has changed. With a long hijab that covers the chest, a dress shirt, socks, even using a handsock that covers the back of his hand, leaving only his fingers visible. Either indeed his appearance changed, or indeed he deliberately looked like that because he attended a study at the mosque. To be sure, her appearance was very different from the previous Ghea, Ghea who she knew.

•••••

After the study was completed, the two of them walked together out of the mosque. "Dear..." Call Ghea.

"Yes mother?"

"Lo was here on what?"

"Mbak taxi"

"Home too?"

"Yes. If not, use an online project."

"If so be it with me. Yea??!" Tawar Ghea's.

"No mbak. It'll be even ngerepotin."

"No. Where do you live?"

"Housing on the way seruni."

"Oh, yes yes.I happen to be going through there too. Just be with you?"

Aisyah was silent at Ghea. He really did change. Look at the way he talks, so different from what he used to be. Aisyah stumped a smile. "Well, that's it, then." Answer Aisha. "Have you come here every time you have a study?"

"Emm, it's not really here for the shah

Wherever there is every lecture I always come. If there's no obstacle."

Aisyah mangosteen mangosteen understand.

"We're going there..." Ghea pointed to a large white car parked with several other cars. Aisyah nodded by walking after Ghea.

"Emmm...Where are ya?" Ghea murmured with a circular look. "FARIZ!"

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