Mas Pondok's... I Love You
Beautiful Tolerance
#Other acquisitions.....
"I got off at the station sir" said a man waving his hand as a sign to stop.
"This is the money pack, thank you for delivering me" while giving one sheet of 50 thousand.
"Waduh mas, what is there is no other dime, so there is no change" said the driver scratching his head.
"Sorry sir is not there, his return for the Father is okay" he said again.
"Did I exchange the money first?" ask the driver back.
"Sorry sir, please accept the extra money I am in a hurry to be afraid later miss the train, let's Mr. assalamu'alaikum" said the man politely.
"Wa'alaikumussalam mas thank you very much may Allah repay all his kindness".
the driver smiled as he walked towards the station entrance.
The driver continued his journey looking for other passengers.
#Back to Aqila..
Citt....
The black car stopped right in front of the pigeon alley to the Aqila house.
" Alhamdulillah mother and aqila we have arrived in front of the alley, sorry brother can only deliver up here" said ustadz Salman stopped the pace of his vehicle.
"Thank you Ustadz Salman so inconvenient to have to take home too" said I thank you.
"No ma'am, alhamdulillah I am happy to blend in with the friendly people here that I can feel at home for a long time here hehehe" said Ustadz Salman.
"Yes I have been first, thank you ustadz assalamu'alaikum" said Mother while opening the door and following aqila.
"Wa'alaikumussalam bu liver of the heart"
Ustadz Salman car also drove his vehicle to rent during his time as a teaching teacher.
#Flashback to Gus Arsyad
A young man sat on a bench waiting for the arrival of the train to Surabaya.
Someone patted the young man on the shoulder and said
"Bade follow pundi mas panjenengan?" said a grandfather carrying a stick as a walking pedestal with the appearance of tattered clothes camping.
"Bade wangsul wonten griyo mbah" he said as he shook the hand of a grandfather.
The grandfather also replied by stroking the peci gus Arsyad then smiled.
"Le, panjenengan niku tiang ngalim sholih sae akhlak e nanging panjenengan tasih nggadahi raos doubtful nglampahi fate" said the grandfather felt doubt in the heart of Gus Arsyad.
Gus Arsyad was silent down and digesting every sentence that the grandfather said, there is really still a doubt to live life after returning from boarding school before the right time, at the right time,he felt guilty why all the things he did were not because of lillahi ta'ala.
With a deep breath, Arsyad greeted the grandfather with tears, kissing the grandfather's hand
"Sampun le,ampun nangis panjenengan well trained in the process of learning nyuwun pangapunten dateng tiang sepah kalih, nyuwun restu inshaAllah panjengan angsal barokah,monggo le ngantos wonten mugi travel dugi griyo,sumbu nitip salam dateng tiang sepah panjenengan, sampah pamit le assalamu'alaikum "pronounced the grandfather by giving a message that is not too much demand.
" Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullah mbah maturnuwun sewah ugi mugi tansah in paringi sehat wal'afiat,inshaAllah mangke kula sampeaken amanate sewah" he said with a smile and did not feel the train to Surabaya had until now time to enter the train car.
#back to aqila..
After arriving at the door of the house the mother took out the key from inside the brown bag and opened the door of the house.
"Assalamu'alaikum alhamdulillah o Allah is tired of her today" said aqila as she laid down her petite body on one of the house sofas while fanning her hijab.
"Son, he said his body was sticky and not directly to the bathroom" said Ms. Aqila while fixing some vegetables.
"Hehehe yes this ma'am aqila is laying down, it's very hot weather today" said aqila grinned while lighting a fan not far from the sofa.
"If you can now why put off son, God does not like his servant who delays time, the hunt for baths continues to pray dzuhur congregate in mushola.
Unceasingly stale aqila picked up a shirt in the wardrobe and took a towel preparing to take a shower.
" Otw shower guys" said aqila as she walked into the bathroom.
#Back to Gus Arsyad
During his endless journey Gus Arsyad recalls Allah and recites sholawat in the mind so that his body does not feel falling into the dream realm.
When he fell asleep, there was someone who patted Arsyad's shoulder and said
"Sorry mas disturbing actually this has entered the dzuhur time, will you practice prayer?" ask one of the students.
Rubbing his eyes and collecting awareness Arsyad smiled
"Oh yes mas thank you for waking me did not feel already dzuhur yes, is his mas will also perform prayers?" ask Gus Arsyad.
"Sorry mas (while shaking his head) I only practice the teachings of tolerance in my religious book" he said smiling.
"Well, thank you very much for your willingness to wake me up" said Gus Arsyad
"Together mas, actually I often when leaving for the campus next to a santri to the boarding school so I have been accustomed to their way of worship, they said,although in the long journey but they still worship his God and what I admire is the lightness in his worship is not burdensome, he said,all I know is that Muslims worship with a certain movement but in the long journey I began to think how they worship finally all my questions were answered when I first sat next to each other a santri turns out there are special rules when worshiping in the vehicle the more here I began to be curious about Islam mas" said a student was amazed.
Gus Arsyad smiled at the enthusiastic student "Alhamdulillah, later we can learn with the mas, but before his sorry I will pray first" he said politely.
"Good mas monggo please" said the student without disturbing the special worship of Gus Arsyad
After a few minutes later, the dzuhur prayer had been carried out now they both talked.
"Has the prayer finished?" ask the student.
"Yes, yes, from earlier we have not met at all my name is Arsyad mas, salam known" said Gus Arsyad as he reached out his hand.
The student smiled and returned the hand
"Yoseph Putra Handika just call Yoseph mas, oh yes if you may know his mas also want to go to the boarding house as well?"yoseph asked curiously.
" Actually I want to go home mas, my house in Kediri, when to play my house later I will pick up at the terminal" said Gus Arsyad reassured.
"Thank you, it's a good idea but I'm afraid it's a community talk if you're friends with me" Yoseph said hesitantly.
"As long as we are friends in terms of kindness will not be a talk of mas,that's the advice of my brother befriend anyone as long as it does not bring harm to each side and should not favor the RAS to each other because we are all the same before God,"gus Arsyad said convincingly.
"It turns out that not all Muslims are fanatics yes even some who want to be friends with different religions, actually I have experienced bullying because in my class I was different religion itself at school in High School,even I had thought about changing schools, but because of the circumstances of my parents, I proved that I can appreciate my friends and now many are good friends with me" Yoseph explained.
"It turns out to be true with your advice that the outside world is more sinister than the pesantren environment" said Gus Arsyad in the inner
"Mas Arsyad, may I request a home address and phone number to communicate further?" joseph declared the daydream of Gus Arsyad.
"Of course I will write down my home address for a while" Gus Arsyad took out a small book and wrote down the full address of his house
"But sorry I do not memorize my phone number, if mas Joseph memorized with his phone number let me contact first" said Gus Arsyad back.
"Ok mas Arsyad we will exchange home addresses, I will write 2 home addresses that one home address of my boarding house and the one home address in Semarang" yoseph said while writing the phone number as well.
"It's a mas hopefully we can meet next time" Yoseph smiled.
