Love Tactics
The Responsibility of Parents
^^15-July-2012^^^
^^^MyHouse^^^
^^^20.04^^^
Nayra waited for her pick-up to come by sitting in the living room and I accompanied her. Mama persuaded Nayra to be driven home by my dad and me. But he did not want to, he said afraid of being troublesome when not at all, in fact I would be happy because I could talk before he reached his house.
When the horn was heard from outside, Nayra spontaneously stood up, "thank you, yeah" she said with a sweet smile.
I replied, and we walked closer to the door. Maheer is currently sleeping whereas, papa is in his private room and mama is bathing Rian, so the house is a little quiet. It was not rude to leave a guest, but Nayra was still awkward with them. I am lucky to have an understanding family.
"Bye," Nayra's body was completely in the car and the vehicle drove slowly out of my yard.
***
We had been at a rectangular table that had lined up with food and side dishes. Maheer took three fermented donkeys that had been fried, did not forget to scoop the uleg sauce and put on his plate.
Not to be outdone, I took out a plate containing all the tempeh, tofu and parchment so that Maheer could not take any more.
"Don't be greedy, remember well eat as necessary," papa said, I came to my senses and threw away my evil intentions.
Mama is busy feeding the porridge to Rian who is on the table, he meets the needs of his son first before himself. I salute my mother if I can be like her.
"Mama is my role model, without my mother noticing every move I memorize in order to say later," I murmured, staring in amazement at the woman who always gently rebuked us, even his treatment did not make us feel he was favoritism, always he gave us love as well as the same goods.
"Eat first brother, keep memorizing. Don't daydream," mama patted me on the shoulder to get me out of the daydream about her.
"Yes, ma."
After a few minutes, I helped mama clean the dinner table, mama cleaned the messy leftovers from Rian while I brought dirty dishes and glasses to the sink to wash them. Papa takes Maheer and Rian to the living room.
Then I rushed to get the ablution water in the place that you have provided, he made a place of ablution beside the bathroom. To this day I don't know the reason.
I turn the tap so that the water flows a bit.
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...بِسْمِ ٱللَّهِ ٱلرَّحْمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ...
حٰمۤ ۚ
Ha Mim
تَنْزِيْلُ الْكِتٰبِ مِنَ اللّٰهِ الْعَزِيْزِ الْحَكِيْمِ
This Book is sent down from Allah, the Almighty, the Wise.
مَا خَلَقْنَا السَّمٰوٰتِ وَالْاَرْضَ وَمَا بَيْنَهُمَآ اِلَّا بِالْحَقِّ وَاَجَلٍ مُّسَمًّىۗ وَالَّذِيْنَ كَفَرُوْا عَمَّآ اُنْذِرُوْا مُعْرِضُوْنَ
We did not create the heavens and the earth and all that is between them but with (destination) right and in the appointed time. But the disbelievers turned away from the warning given to them.
قُلْ اَرَءَيْتُمْ مَّا تَدْعُوْنَ مِنْ دُوْنِ اللّٰهِ اَرُوْنِيْ مَاذَا خَلَقُوْا مِنَ الْاَرْضِ اَمْ لَهُمْ شِرْكٌ فِى السَّمٰوٰتِ ۖائْتُوْنِيْ بِكِتٰبٍ مِّنْ قَبْلِ هٰذَآ اَوْ اَثٰرَةٍ مِّنْ عِلْمٍ اِنْ كُنْتُمْ صٰدِقِيْنَ
Say (Muhammad), "Tell me (to me) about what you worship besides Allah; show me what they have created from the earth or is there a role for them in (creation) of the heavens? Bring me the book before this (Qur'an) or the relics of the knowledge (the ancients), if you are righteous."
وَمَنْ اَضَلُّ مِمَّنْ يَّدْعُوْا مِنْ دُوْنِ اللّٰهِ مَنْ لَّا يَسْتَجِيْبُ لَهٗٓ اِلٰى يَوْمِ الْقِيٰمَةِ وَهُمْ عَنْ دُعَاۤىِٕهِمْ غٰفِلُوْنَ
And who is more astray than those who worship besides Allah (god) who cannot allow (prayer) him until the Day of Resurrection and they neglect (attention) their prayers?
وَاِذَا حُشِرَ النَّاسُ كَانُوْا لَهُمْ اَعْدَاۤءً وَّكَانُوْا بِعِبَادَتِهِمْ كٰفِرِيْنَ
And when men are gathered together (on the Day of Resurrection), they become their enemies and deny the adoration they have done to them.
And when they recited Our clear verses, the disbelievers said when the truth came to them, "This is real magic."
اَمْ يَقُوْلُوْنَ افْتَرٰىهُ ۗ قُلْ اِنِ افْتَرَيْتُهٗ فَلَا تَمْلِكُوْنَ لِيْ مِنَ اللّٰهِ شَيْـًٔا ۗهُوَ اَعْلَمُ بِمَا تُفِيْضُوْنَ فِيْهِۗ كَفٰى بِهٖ شَهِيْدًا ۢ بَيْنِيْ وَبَيْنَكُمْ ۗ وَهُوَ الْغَفُوْرُ الرَّحِيْمُ
They even said, "He (Muhammad) has fabricated it (Al-Qur'an)." Say, "If I fabricate it, you have no power to spare me from (the law) of Allah. He knows better what you are saying about the Qur'an. It is enough for Him to be a witness between me and you. He is Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful."
Subhanakallahumma wa bihamdika laa ilaha illa anta astaghfiruka wa atuubu.
(Holy Thou art, O God, praising Thee. There is no god but You. I ask forgiveness and repent to You).
I closed my mushaf and then dipped it, I hope he can help me in the grave, help me put the crown on my parents and be my successor later.
Papa held both of my shoulders, making me look up at his serious face.
"Son, my mother and father are the guardians of God. So when we say the prohibition or the commandment to the brother then stay away and follow, we do not want the brother lost in the world, then follow the guidance of God, papa and mama. We love you."
I cried sobbing while looking down, unable to look my eyes at papa anymore. Actually I have wanted to cry since reading the Qur'an but was restrained, but now the dam of tears has flowed. Papa pulled my trembling body into his arms.
It felt calm as he rubbed my back with his big, rough fingers.
"Ma.ma.ma.sorry Queen, pa.." I stammered, like someone squeezed my heart so it felt so painful and my crying became more and more so.
"Look, relax, calm down. Breathe out, " papa suggested, I followed him.
Relaxed
Tok tok tok tok
"Assalamualaikum, Maheer wants a murrotal as well," my sister greeting from outside, we are indeed accustomed to good manners while at home and elsewhere. Saying greetings and permission before entering the room.
"Waalaikumussalam yes, enter bang!"
Papa wiped my tears and put the hair on my face that came out in the bid.
"Brother turn well, brother," said papa followed by my nod.
I retreated to let Maheer sit in front of papa, just like I was. Behind me I opened my face and put it in the closet.
After that, I approached papa kissing his hand followed by tickling Maheer's stomach so he jolted.
Not bad, getting entertainment through the face snatched it before coming out of Mushola. While outside, seen in the family room mom gives perfume to Rian's body and invites him to joke. They are lesehan on the floor covered in a hairy carpet with a state of glass screen featuring cartoons of Islamic children.
"Hmmmm, now Rian is already fragrant..," said Mama while lifting Rian's body high above his head.
"Well, ma.ma," replied Rian, wiping his mouth full of saliva.
Soon I sat among them, not wanting to see my sister's funny behavior from far away.
"Cieee can already call mom," my makeup on the juicy chin of the toddler.
"Not a pie but thank God, dear brother," mama corrected my words, then led Rian's hand to wipe my tyrannical face.
Seen in another room, Maheer smiled triumphantly as there was nothing wrong with his rote this time.
"Maheer why don't you pray Friday?" ask papa in a quiet voice.
There's no answer. He looked down at the red prayer that he was sitting on. He thought his father had forgotten it turned out that only now he was reprimanded, probably because the father was busy.
"The gate is big, should papa whip brother?" ask papa again, but use a soft tone.
Maheer shook his head strongly while gripping firmly his bent knee. Although his papa is still good but Maheer feels guilty for making his papa sinful for being irresponsible. He should have been flogged so that the sin would be upon him. But imagining it made his body sting.
"Papa was very dear to Maheer, even papa could not be as patient as Prophet Ibrahim who was willing to slaughter his son because of the commandment of God, because of the commandment of God, therefore, if you cannot be as patient as he is, then you must obey the Prophet Ishmael."
It had been a long time looking down, Maheer finally nodded while saying.
"It's God, pa."
A pat on his shoulder as a sign that today's activities have been completed.
"Let's go out" asked the father.
