PURITY LIGHT

NATA ALIM SURYA'S

A handsome and cold man came out of the door of the house. It was Nata Alim Surya. Handsome, assertive, authoritative, and definitely cold-hearted. Complete with a suit and tie, and the latest black car. What brand of car? Don't know, what matters is the latest car.

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A few years ago

From elementary school precisely in the fourth grade, both parents Nata had entered Nata in a small boarding school in the coastal area in the southern part of Central Java, precisely in Kebumen. Do not look at the small boarding school, but look at the quality of the students who become graduates. The boarding house was led by a Kyai named Mr. Kyai Abdullah Suyudi, a pious and simple Kyai.

At the boarding school, Nata studied nahwu and shorof. Because in the boarding school is indeed the focus of learning the science.

"Daddy, I don't want to go to the boarding school? I don't want to, why did Daddy throw me out?" Ten-year-old Nata cried bitterly, his hands were placed covering his eyes. Daddy and his mommy had the heart to throw him into a remote boarding school near a beach. Daddy and Mommy won't take care of it anymore.

"Daddy's handsome son, who recalls ya. Your mommy's sick, Daddy's not gonna leave you home alone, and Daddy's not gonna bother your grandma, your grandma's pity is old, let's have more worship."

"But it doesn't have to be in the pesantren, Dad? Moreover, the pesantren is small like that, the village again."

"Believe Daddy, Nata must be at home living there. If Nata is not at home, Daddy promises to bring Nata home. Master njai Daddy many who go there, Daddy used to go there too."

Nata looked at his father. Can't believe that his father, who is a successful businessman, was a graduate of the boarding school.

With a myriad of dramas, Nata is finally ready for nyantri.

A black metallic car was parked in the courtyard of Mr. Kyai Abdullah Suyudi's house. Very politely Bramansyah Alim Surya shook Kyai Abdullah's hand and kissed his hand, pleading the blessing of a teacher.

"Here word!" call Bram.

"Daddy? Nata's scared."

"Not be afraid. Daddy used to live here, studying with Mr. Kyai Abdullah. Here, it must be polite to Mr. Kyai!" bram orders gently to his son.

Nata continued to hide behind his Daddy, reaching out to greet Mr. Kyai Abdullah Suyudi.

"Come right salaman, kiss Mr. Kyai Abdullah's hand, let the knowledge gained barokah later," Bram taught his son.

Nata returned to greet Mr. Kyai Abdullah. Mr. Kyai's gentle gaze dispelled the child's fear. Kissing Mr. Kyai's hand.

Mr. Kyai Abdullah Suyudi stroked the head of the ten-year-old boy. "So the child who sholeh yes, later here a lot of friends. If confused say to Mr. Kyai yes!" said Mr. Kyai Abdullah Suyudi.

Nata nodded his head.

"Don't just nod, it must be answered," Bramansyah taught again. "Jawab, not Mr. Kyai.

Nata repeated what his Daddy said. "Excite Mr. Kyai."

After having been sent to Pak Kyai Abdullah Suyudi and his family. Bramansyah returned to Jakarta. Before leaving Bram say goodbye to Pak Kyai and Nata.

"Nata became a son of sholeh, son. Pray for your mommy to heal quickly, be able to regroup with us, can accompany Nata for a walk," said Bram to his only son.

Nata was crying in his Daddy's arms. "Yes Dad, Nata will always pray for Mommy and Daddy. Nata will be sholeh's son."

"Good to be friends, don't be hostile to friends. Ask for help also to all the teachers who will teach Nata, to all Nata's friends in the cottage, to the parents of Nata's friends, to Nata's parents, ask for prayers from all of them to pray Mommy so that Mommy will recover quickly." Bramansyah wiped her tears, her love for her son and wife was so great, they were her paradise, the paradise that God had placed on her. Nata and his wife Halimah are lamps in his heart.

"Sir Kyai, I have my son. My boys. Whatever Mr. Kyai ordered to my son, I as the parents of sami'na waato'na. Just look at Mr. Kyai."

Mr. Kyai Abdullah Suyudi smiled with a soothing smile.

"God willing, Bram boy. Mr. Kyai will educate your son Nata as Mr. Kyai used to educate you."

Bramansyah again kissed the hand of Pak Kyai Abdullah Suyudi. After that his metallic black car rolled back on the streets. Take him to Jakarta. Halimah's wife has been sick for a year. Drying the spinal cord due to the virus, made his wife become paralyzed nerve part of his leg. Numbness. Faithfully Bramansyah always accompanied his wife to seek treatment. And next month, Bramansyah will take his wife to seek treatment at a well-known hospital in Singapore.