Love Istiqomah

Part 5's. Spirit of Work

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A smiling little girl looked at herself in front of the mirror. This morning he was neat with his school uniform in red and white, he was Zaura, his dearest daughter Filzah.

"Zaura let's have breakfast first, son." Filzah entered his room. Bring the princess to breakfast.

Zaura turned to look at the Mother. His face looks bright. The joy cannot be hidden anymore.

"Mother, Zaura's school uniform is neat, right?"

Filzah wrapped his face with a smile. He gently stroked the head of the princess wrapped in her little khimar that was in line with her uniform.

"Honey, Zaura is also beautiful like Mother."

"It must be Mother." Reply Zaura confidently.

Filzah chuckled at her "Eh, but Zaura don't forget to say..."

The eyebrows next to Zaura rose. Expressing his confused face.

"Said what Mother?" Asked Zaura innocently.

Filzah smile. "Don't forget to say Allah's word."

"Maa is Allah?" Zaura repeated her mother's words while not understanding the meaning of the words.

"Yes dear, God willing, so whenever Zaura is praising or praising someone or seeing something beautiful, Zaura does not forget to say Allah's word, which means truly by God's will all this is manifest."

"Why should you say the word maa shaa Allah Mother?" Zaura still did not understand the explanation of the Mother.

"Yes dear, said the Lord as a greeting of our admiration for the beauty of God's creation, so that we keep in mind that the beauty we admire is all of God's will, now Zaura has understood?"

Slowly Zaura nodded her head. Zaura understood with the Mother's explanation that could be easily understood.

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Filzah and Zaura have arrived in front of a large building that reads SDN Pelita Ibu. They walk from their homes. The school that will be where Zaura seeks knowledge is not too far from their residence so that to get to school it can be reached by walking enough. Counting also they are in the morning exercise.

Since the new year of study was already running one month ago then Zaura could be said to be a new student at that school so Filzah had to meet the principal first.

Now Filzah and Zaura are sitting opposite SDN principal Pelita Ibu. Not much time they spent talking because Filzah understood enough with the explanation of the principal.

"Fine then from today Zaura has officially become a student at this school, and now she can also enter the classroom."

"Alhamdulillah." Both Filzah and Zaura gave thanks.

"Mother Nisrin." The headmaster called out to one of the teachers who swiftly entered his room.

"Yes sir what's wrong?" Said a woman dressed neatly, the typical uniform of a teacher.

"This is no new disciple named Zaura, and Zaura's mother Nisrin's homeroom Zaura." The headmaster introduced Zaura to Nisrin, and vice versa.

"Oh well sir, Zaura let's go to Nak's class." Nisrin invites Zaura to go to her class because the lesson time is about to start.

"Yes, mother teacher." Sahut Zaura politely.

Zaura turned to look at the Mother. "Mother, Zaura went to class first yes, Mother the spirit yes work."

Filzah smile. "Yes dear in the Lord, Zaura is also the spirit of the school."

"Yes, Mother in the Lord." Zaura Sahut. Then Zaura kissed Filzah's hand. And Filzah kissed Zaura's forehead.

"This is God, Mommy will pick Zaura home from school, baby."

"Yes Mother jazakiah khoiron."

"Wa jazakillah khoiron Darling."

"Assalaamu 'alaikum Mother."

"Wa 'alaikumus salaam Darling."

Finally Zaura came out of the headmaster's room with Nisrin to go to her class. Filzah also resigned to the Headmaster because he had to leave immediately to go to work. 

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"Assalaamu 'alaikum." Filzah said hello when he entered the store and met with Hilyah.

"Wa 'alaikumus salaam, finally Nak Filzah came too, oh yes this is the apron Nak Filzah and immediately used yes."

Filzah received a fold of dark brown cloth that was none other than the apron he would wear while working.

"Clin."

Hilyah called someone. He looked back. Filzah's reflexes are looking. Seen at the cashier's place there is a young woman who looks fashionable and fashionable and makeup makeup on her face that is light colored makes her look violent.

The fashionable woman walked, walked like a model who was walking on the catwalk.

"Yes Ma what's wrong?" He said as he stood beside Hilyah.

"Filzah introduce this Selin, my daughter-in-law, wife of my eldest son, and Selin introduce this Filzah new waiter in our family shop."

Filzah immediately extended his hand while smiling kindly to Selin. All Selin from the look in his eyes can be seen clearly that he did not like the presence of Filzah, moreover Filzah was reaching out to him.

Hilyah, who saw the son-in-law standing still, immediately told him to accept the hand office of Filzah. Finally with a heavy heart Selin wanted to shake Filzah's hand. But only at a glance and only reached the fingertips.

"Yes already then Son Filzah can directly work yes, and this food menu with stationery."

"Good Mom."

Without lingering again after receiving the food menu and stationery Filzah immediately began his work. Welcome customers who have just entered the store. Before that do not forget Filzah said bismillah to start his work.

"Lho Ma, why didn't Mama tell Selin first if she wanted to hire a new employee at our store?" Selin protested to his mother-in-law who was playing hiring new employees in their store. Without first discussing with him.

Hilyah stepped his foot towards the cashier's place. Avoiding the crowd so as not to disturb customers and employees who are working, especially Filzah.

Selin rolled his eyes panted. Lazily he followed Hilyah's steps to ask for an explanation from him.

"Work you answer Selin's question, Selin has the right to know Ma, Selin has also often helped Mama manage this store."

Hilyah shook his head. His daughter-in-law this morning has been nagging, fortunately he was used to hearing the nagging of the son-in-law who almost every day nagged his son, none other than the husband of Selin.

"Yes, Mama will answer." Hilyah finally opened his voice. He did not want his son-in-law to continue his tirade.

"Previously Mama wanted to apologize for not telling you first, but Mama thought it would be okay if we wanted to add one new employee."

Selin let out a breath of air. His head is horned. He did not think with the way his mother-in-law's mind who willingly added new employees when he thought it was a wrong decision.

"Mama, if our store adds one new employee that means our income money will be reduced because it will pay the salary, for a long time our shop can lose Ma, where the materials are also expensive again."

Hilyah sighed. Increase the stock of patience to stay as calm as the flowing water.

"Selin sustenance is in the hands of God, after all the money to enter the store is Mama who arranges, so you do not have to bother thinking about the profit and loss of this store."

Selin was very upset. Her mother-in-law did not listen to her advice at all. Though he has kindly reminded about the loss of their family-owned store if adding a new karwayan.

"Yes it's up to Mama, the important thing is Selin has reminded Mama, then Selin go first."

"Where are you going?" Hilyah asked in confusion because the son-in-law had just arrived at their shop. More precisely before Filzah came.

"Selin wants to go to the salon, Selin's head wants to break the taste." Selin blatantly insinuated his mother-in-law. He has absolutely no manners to his mother-in-law and worse yet he just plays away. There is no manners at all.

Hilyah could only shake his head. He did not comment much on the attitude of his daughter-in-law who was not very polite to him. Clearly, she was his father-in-law. Hilyah did not want to bother. No matter how bad her daughter-in-law was, she was the wife of her eldest son as well as the mother of her first grandchild. Hilyah can only pray that his son-in-law can change his bad temper with a better temper.

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The break sign bell has rung. Zaura left the classroom with her food box. He was not alone but with his two friends who also brought their own food boxes.

"Arypha, where are we going to eat Dhiba?" Zaura was confused and asked her two classmates where they would eat their own provisions.

"We'll just eat there Zaura." Said Arifa while pointing towards the small park in their school area.

"Yes Zaura, before you were we ate there a lot." Continued Dhiba explained to Zaura.

"Let's eat there." Zaura agreed and immediately took her two friends to a small park not far from her class.

It didn't take long for Zaura to quickly get along with her friend. Zaura is a sociable type of child. He was not shy to introduce himself first to his friends. Moreover, Filzah taught him to be friends with anyone. The purpose of Filzah is only one so that the princess can establish a rope of brotherhood with anyone around her including her friends.

"Zaura why did you go to school wearing a veil?" On the sidelines of eating with him suddenly Arifa gave a question to Zaura. The question about the white cloth that wrapped Zaura's head.

"Yes Zaura you are still a child, said Mama I if still a child is okay if not wear a veil, Mama I wear a veil but I do not wear a veil, she said I was a child." Continue Dhiba who told him that his mother did not wear a veil to him for reasons of being a child.

Zaura was silent for a moment. He thought about the question from his two friends who asked why Zaura was wearing a veil to school even though at home Zaura also wore a veil like her mother. But Zaura had never asked her mother why she had to wear a veil so she did not know what to answer.

"Emh, I'm sorry Arifa, Dhiba, I can't answer your questions, because I also don't know why my mother put me in a veil, but later after school I will ask Mother and tomorrow I will tell you."

"Yes Zaura is okay." Arifa did not bother him.

"Yes already then let's eat again Zaura" Dhiba invited Zaura to eat back the provisions they brought from their respective homes.

Zaura nodded. "Let's eat again."

Now the three little girls are back to eat their own provisions of course with an atmosphere of warmth that they created themselves.

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"I'm sorry What message do you want?"

Filzah was serving his customers who had just arrived and was sitting in the chair that had been provided.

"What's the best menu, ma'am?" Ask the customer while flipping through the food menu he just received from Filzah.

"I'm sorry Ma'am I don't know it because I'm a new waiter at this store, but if I may give advice, Ma'am likes seafood of what kind?"

"I like Mommy's squid."

"Then Mbak messagenya fried rice squid only, in accordance with the taste of favorite food Mbak." Filzah suggested it.

From the look on his face the customer received advice from Filzah to order food according to his favorite food tastes.

"May deh Mbak, I order fried rice with each other to drink sweet iced tea."

"Alhamdulillah, kindly please wait for Ma'am." Do not forget Filzah thanked because his customers would take advice from him.

Filzah also stepped into the kitchen of the store to give a piece of customer orders to the Chef on duty. But in the middle of the journey Filzah stopped his steps because someone called him.

"Mother."

Filzah looked towards the source of the voice. One of the customers who was sitting in the chair that had been provided called himself. Filzah rushed to him.

"I'm sorry what do you want to order?" Ask Filzah kindly.

"Mum's Drink?"

"Drink orange ice."

Filzah nodded while noting the orders of his second customer.

"If you want to order what?" Filzah also did not forget to ask the middle-aged man who also sat at a table with the woman.

"I'm the same as my wife, but mine's not spicy."

"Oh yes sir, is the drinking also equated or different?"

"Please say so."

Filzah nodded back in a sign of understanding.

"Ih Papa just follow Mama." Oceh is a female customer who is none other than the wife of the male customer.

"Yes, let's be like Ma, his name is also husband and wife, is not it Ma'am?"

Filzah jerks. He did not expect to be included in the discussion of husband and wife in front of him.

Filzah finally nodded while smiling kindly. "God they are very romantic, I remember Mas Fahril Rahimahullah." Filzah.

After no more orders Filzah immediately rushed to the kitchen to deposit his customer's order to the Chef on duty to be immediately made and later quickly presented to the customers who ordered it.

Without Filzah knowing apparently since Hilyah noticed it. Pay attention to its work performance. How friendly Filzah is in welcoming and serving customers. Hilyah was increasingly convinced to hire Filzah at his seafood topping fried rice shop.

After returning from the kitchen Filzah found Hilyah at the checkout. He occasionally glanced at the clock on his wrist.

"Mother, I'm sorry Mom, I can ask permission to pick up my son at school, because now it's time to go home from school."

"Yes son Filzah please."

"Thank you Ma'am but I'm sorry if later I'll be a little long because from here to school my son is quite far away and later also I have to take my son to the house first." Filzah feels terrible. This was the first time he had entered work but had asked Hilyah for permission. Filzah was forced because he had to pick up Zaura who had time to go home from school.

"Yes Nak Filzah is okay, or just like this son of Filzah bring it here, yes, all I want to get to know the son of Nak Filzah."

Filzah confusion. He did not hear wrong?, Hilyah wants to meet his daughter?. But on the other hand Filzah could breathe with relief because Zaura would not stay alone at home but would accompany him to work.

"But Ma'am, what will not trouble Mom, I'm afraid my son will even make trouble here Mom."

"Lho is the son of the naughty Son Filzah?, unruly?, and likes to make trouble?"

Filzah shook his head quickly. He did not mean to vilify his daughter in the presence of Hilyah. It's just that Filzah is afraid that things will happen that are not desirable.

"No Ma'am, Thank God my son has a good attitude just that I am afraid that later even troublesome Mother."

Hilyah smiled. "Not at all Filzah, I'm happy, I like children, I also have grandchildren, so Nak Filzah does not mind to bring Nak Filzah's children here ya."

Finally Filzah nodded obediently. He'll take Zaura to this shop. And without lingering again Filzah immediately resigned his retreat to rush to pick up Zaura. Zaura had been waiting for her for a long time.

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Qodarullah, when Filzah arrived in front of the school, Zaura had also just left her school.

"Mother..." Zaura walked quickly. Approaching the Mother who was waiting for him in front of the gate of his school.

They hugged for a moment. Then Zaura kissed the hand of her mother. And Filzah kissed the princess' forehead. Things they must do when going apart temporarily or when they meet again.

"Assalaamu 'alaikum Mother."

"Wa 'alaikumussalam Darling, how is the school?, Zaura happy?"

Zaura nodded happily. "Alhamdulillah happy Mother, Zaura so have many friends at school."

"Alhamdulillah if Zaura is happy Mother is also happy." Filzah was happy to see the Princess having fun.

"Mother, someone wants Zaura to ask Mother."

"What do you want to ask, darling?"

"So during the break time Zaura's friends, her name is Arifa the same Dhiba asked Zaura, she said why did Zaura wear a veil to school?, he said?, said Dhiba Mama once said that if a child is okay if not wearing a veil, then Zaura could not answer Mother and now Zaura wants to ask for answers from Mother."

Zaura remembered her question earlier. The question of Arifa and Dhiba about the veil she wore to her mother. Zaura hopes to get an answer from her mother and tomorrow she will tell Arifa and Dhiba.

"Honey, Mother answered yes, in our religion Islam, Allah, our Lord ordered Muslim women to close the law, because Allah loves us, because God loves us, God wants to protect us so God tells us to close the aurat, the goal is a lot of one for the health of our bodies, because our bodies are closed it will be protected from pollution, germs, and other things, virus and all the others, up here Zaura understood?"

Slowly Zaura nodded her head. He got answers to questions from his friends. But the mother has not answered one more question.

"So why did Zaura wear the veil of Mother, was Zaura a child, indeed God had told Zaura to close the aurat, Mother?."

Filzah smile. He was very worried about his daughter who began to ask about matters related to her religion. Filzah was happy because at least he would give Zaura an understanding early on. The term fostered his faith since childhood.

"Dear not, Allah has not told Zaura to close the aurat, but at least Zaura has begun to close the aurat from now on so that later if Zaura is an adult, then Zaura will be, Zaura was used to closing the aurat and Mommy no longer had to tell Zaura to close the aurat."

Zaura nodded her head again. He was very satisfied with the Mother's explanation. Tomorrow Zaura will explain to her friends, Arifa and Dhiba.

"Yes already then now we go to the store where Mother works."

"Lho Zaura also went there Mother?, indeed Zaura can follow Mother?" Zaura asked in disbelief.

"Yes Darling Zaura come with Mommy to the tavern yes, Zaura can really follow Mommy to the tavern from Zaura can be nice there."

"Every Mother, in Shea Allah." Zaura was very happy because she could accompany her mother to work. And Zaura promised to be kind in her mother's workplace.

"Later Zaura said thank you to Grandma who owns the shop where Mother works, because Grandma allowed Zaura to accompany Mother to work, and she said the Grandmother would like to meet Zaura."

"Is Mother really?, okay Mother, in shea Allah Zaura will obey all the commands of Mother."

"Alhamdulillah, yes we are gone now, dear."

"Wait a minute Mother."

Filzah. His daughter still did not want to leave school.

"Honey, why?"

"Zaura can ask one more no Mother?" Zaura was seen pleading with her mother to be allowed to ask one more thing. I don't know what he was asking.

Filzah seemed to think. He wondered if he would allow the princess to ask him a second time.

"May you Mother." Zaura said pleading.

"Emh, how is it?"

"Yahhh." Zaura looked lethargic for a moment.

"Yes can dong Darling, indeed this Mother's daughter wants to ask what else?" Filzah chuckled in his words.

"Zaura wants to ask Mommy, meaning in Shaa Allah what is Mother?, Zaura has not been told to Mother, Mother only ever said that she was promising to say in Shaa Allah."

"Oh that, it means that in shaa Allah is if Allah permits, so if Zaura promises or says yes Zaura must say in shaa Allah, then if Zaura will, for if Allah wills then Zaura's promise is kept but if Zaura's promise is not kept Zaura is not sinful because Zaura has said in shea Allah."

Zaura was already very satisfied with the Mother's explanation. Every time Zaura asked her Mother always explained it in easy-to-understand language so that little girls like Zaura could easily understand it.

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Now Filzah and Zaura have arrived at Hilyah's seafood topping fried rice shop. They also met Hilyah. And without being told again Zaura immediately kissed Hilyah's hand with respect.

"What is this darling called?" Hilyah asked kindly to Zaura.

"My name is Zaura, whose name is Grandma?" Zaura asked Grandma's name in front of her.

"The name of Grandma, Grandma Hilyah, Zaura can call Grandma by the name of Oma yes, just like Grandma's granddaughter who called Grandma by the name of Oma."

Zaura nodded obediently. "Yes Grandma, uh yes Oma." Zaura shut her mouth because she still called Hilyah Grandma. But as soon as possible Zaura replaced it with Oma call.

Hilyah. He was very worried about Zaura's funny behavior.

"If Oma could know what age Zaura was?, and now Zaura was of what class?"

"Alhamdulillah Zaura is seven years old, Oma, and Zaura is now first grade."

"Oh yeah?" Hilyah did not expect that Zaura was seven years old and first grade.

"Then the same dong with Oma's grandson, he is also seven years old and first grade Elementary, sometimes Oma introduce Zaura to Oma's grandson ya."

Zaura nodded happily. He was so happy to have a new friend.

"Yes, then Zaura sat with Oma there." Hilyah pointed to one of the empty tables. "Let Mama Zaura get back to work."

Zaura wanted to, but Filzah felt bad for Hilyah.

"But Ma."

"It's okay, Son Filzah just go back to work."

"Yes Mother, Mother of the spirit yes work." Zaura encouraged the Mother to work.

Finally Filzah nodded his head. He put up his apron and rushed back to work. Welcoming and serving customers who come to the store where he works. While Hilyah and Zaura are busy chatting. Even Hilyah had laughed with funny and adorable behavior Zaura.

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Assalaamu 'alaikum Warohmatullahi

Thank God part 5 is already present in our midst

Hope you like it

And hopefully useful

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And as always do not forget to start today by cultivating gratitude more than yesterday

Thank God for every situation we live in at this time

Don't complain too much and take his lesson in everything that happens in our lives

Don't forget to be happy

And

Don't forget to smile

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Until greeting ria in the next part Readers

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Wassalaamu 'alaikum Warohmatullahi