PURITY LIGHT
STABILIZE HEART
Nata leaned his back on his chair. Om Aditya's request weighed heavily on his mind. He is actually old enough to get married, but so far there has been nothing appropriate in the heart. Various types of women were thrust before him, but none of them could stir his heart.
A photo album containing photos of Cahya Dewi Pamukir lying on his desk. Om Aditya was going to send pictures of his daughter by email or stored in a flash, but he refused.
Nata tapped the fingers of his right hand on the table. Cahya's photo album calls to be opened. By reading the bismillah finally opened the photo album. And sure enough, Om Aditya's daughter is indeed beautiful extraordinary, but unfortunately her clothes are lacking in materials. Just looking at the first page, Nata also closed the photo album again.
After months of consideration, and he also can not be separated from his istikharah and prayer. Time went on, even the time he promised Om Aditya was running out. And finally Nata decided to meet Pak Kyai Abdullah Suyudi. This time his trusted assistant was left behind, the business of the job was left to Danu's assistant.
"Assynogaal?" Nata said hello.
"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Mr. Kyai Abdullah Suyudi.
Nata kissed Kyai Abdullah Suyudi's hand. His teacher is getting older. Without realizing it, Nata kissed the teacher's hand with tears pouring down.
"Why, Nak Nata? Why crying?" asked Mr. Kyai Abdullah Suyudi gently. Mr. Kyai holds his shoulders. Anyone who has ever stayed in his boarding school hut until anytime is still his santri.
"Pak Kyai is getting older" replied Nata, with tears in his palms of Kyai Abdullah Suyudi. Recall the days of the little Nata mondok. Kyai Abdullah Suyudi patiently guided her.
"His name is also alive, the age goes on. The young become old, the old eventually leave the world, and the dead are replaced with babies born" Kyai Abdullah Suyudi said.
Nata finally let go of his handshake. Nata was always afraid of being left for ever by his teachers. Ulama is the light in this universe, the heir to the science of the prophets. If one cleric dies then one light goes out. And when his teachers in the boarding school one by one died, Nata's heart felt tremendous sadness.
"What has come so far to meet your old teacher?" kyai Abdullah Suyudi.
"Sir Kyai, someone asked me for help, begged me to be willing to marry his daughter, protect the honor of his daughter. But I was confused not to be able to decide," Nata told a short to Kyai Abdullah Suyudi.
Kyai Abdullah Suyudi listened carefully. The photo album that Nata put in front of him. He saw it at a glance and then closed it back.
"Son Nata, all men are born with goodness. It's just that every human has their own way of life. There are like Nak Nata, from childhood already in pesantren, learning to be a sholeh child. But there are also those who have to turn first to meet the so-called path to good. There are times when a human being intercedes for another human being who is on the wrong path to return to the right path." Kyai Abdullah Suyudi smilingly looked at Nata.
Nata lowered his face. The statement of Kyai Abdullah that does not prohibit or approve.
"Sir Kyai, then I'll take heart, I'll be allowed to marry the girl in this photo. Although I have never met her but my heart tells me that this girl is a good woman, and she is my soul mate. Maybe I am the intermediary for Cahya Dewi Pamukir to return to the straight path," said Nata full of certainty.
Kyai Abdullah Suyudi gave his blessing.
Nata was again filled to see Kyai Imam Ghozali who was getting older. This teacher always asks for news from his students. Always pray for kindness to all of his students.
In front of Kyai Imam Ghozali, Nata also conveyed what was conveyed before Kyai Abdullah Suyudi. And his answer turned out to be the same, only in a different way of delivery. Nata again asked for the blessing to marry Kyai Imam Ghozali.
Nata stayed for a few days in the city. Nostalgic for the past. He set foot into mosques and musholla-musholla where he spent time.
"It feels like just yesterday I was in town. Fighting each other sarongs, scrambling peci, scrambling sandals. A city full of blessings" Nata said in his heart. The city is filled with school children riding onthel bikes every day. It has become a culture in this area to go to school on the onthel bike. From before until now.
After letting go of his misses on his childhood town. Nata also continued his journey to East Java, to one of the boarding school huts that had been a place for him to study.
Kyai Ahmad Azzam. He said he meant to marry a girl in a photo album. Kyai Ahmad Azzam gave his blessing and advised him with good advice.
Nata's heart became steady no more doubts. The scourge of his teachers in the boarding school has won his heart. His teachers are getting older. His teachers always prayed for the good of their students. These teachers are not tired of praying for their students, even though the student has forgotten about them.
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"Dad, Om Aditya, Nata is willing to marry Cahya Dewi Pamukir" said Nata steady.
"Alhamdulillah," Bramanshah gave thanks. He believes his son did not carelessly make a decision. Everything must have been considered carefully.
Magdalene was so happy to hear the news that her husband had brought. It is not suspected that Nata is willing to marry his daughter who in dress is always lacking in materials. His daughter who loves night.
"Pa, mama is very happy," Magdalene leaned her head against her husband's chest.
Cahya who gets the news will be betrothed angry not dumbass. Papa Aditya had arranged for her without her knowledge. The rejection of this match. But when he saw a happy twinkle in the eyes of his mother, Cahya's heart was also melted. Especially when the woman who has given birth to him is crying sad with his rejection. Finally, Cahya agreed to this matchmaking.
"Maybe it's time for me to come back" Cahya said in her heart.
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Two people who had never met each other were finally reunited. At first sight Cahya was already acting indifferent. Nata responded to his wife-to-be's indifference with ease, neither anger nor emotion. If Cahya Dewi Pamukir really is the best for her, Nata is sure there will definitely be a way to bring Cahya to the path of goodness. He will try to be patient, although it will not be easy to do.
