Smart Boy Child Maker Khamar

Coconut Oil Khamar Maker

“Masyaallaah, thank you very much Father Ali. Until brought complete materials. Whereas for props, I can ‘kok apply to buy school committee” said Ustadzah Intan while receiving a cardboard from Ali's father.

“Nothing is Ustadzah. Let the kids learn faster. I have prepared it in small bottles for every child. The tempeh yeast is also already there. Later the children just add the yeast to the coconut milk. Just one little spoon. The spoon is already in his cage. Insyaallaah. Exactly as I explained in the message. If it is finished just wait until tomorrow, then it can be observed there will be a layer of coconut oil formed” said Ali's father repeated the trial procedure.

Ali actually disagreed with what her father was doing. He went straight to class. Ali believes his friends have forgotten what happened last week. Every weekend is a new beginning for kids. But Dad believed he had to do something so his son wouldn't be the subject of abuse until he graduated.

Ustadzah Intan approved of Ali's father's idea. He felt guilty about what had happened four days ago. If he can settle the debate, answer all the questions of his students in the classroom, then there is no rest of the problems carried outside the classroom. The problems that arrived had to be solved by his students themselves, in a way that they could. When Ustadzah Intan put the cardboard on the table, the students were already curious about the contents. Some of them boldly asked Ustadzah Intan. However, it is not discussed before the conditions are carried out by the students. They should sit quietly in their seats.

“Who knows what happens if we mix water and cooking oil in one bottle”

“Neither mixed Ustadzah” replied one of the students who was agreed by his other friends, sahut-death. Ustadzah Intan pulled out a bottle of coconut milk. “This time who wants to answer raise your hands first yes.who has seen Santan”.

Almost all students raise their hands while shouting “ever..” Some female students even add their answers with sentences such as, their mother once used to cook. Have helped mom buy coconut milk at the supermarket. Ever invited his mother to buy coconut milk, see firsthand how the coconut grating machine works.

“Means all already know yes.the coconut milk is from coconut. Continue if coconut milk is cooked in vegetables, so how” asked Ustadzah Intan.

“So it's like it's oil ustadzah” said Queena.

“Iya.. Bener. The sauce gets greasy. The oil comes out of the coconut milk. Means ‘kan in coconut milk, equal oil water can mix” said Ustadzah lntan while shaking the bottle of coconut milk he held. “Tadi ‘kan you guys say oil is the same water if put in the same bottle does not mix. Kok can yes, in coconut milk they mix” asked Ustadzah Intan to provoke the curiosity of his students. And succeed! For a moment the class fuss died down. It seemed like every little human brain in the room was trying to figure out why.

“Try, Disha equals Faiz bantuin ustadzah. Share the meal for friends yes.” Ustadzah said while removing bottles of coconut milk one by one onto the table. Disha and Faiz rushed to the Ustadzah table and started handing out bottles back and forth. “One person will get one bottle. So don't need to scramble. The others remain in their seats. Wait for Disha same Faiz come to your table.” Shouted Intan Drug.

“Same Yes..! It's the same all. So don't be picky. All the same!” continued Ustadzah Intan at the end of patience. Thank God his patience did not run out until the coconut bottle was divided. Some children are already noble shuffling bottles of coconut milk. Someone glared at the coconut milk in the bottle, no wonder what he was waiting for.

“Have seen ‘kan. The same oil of water in the coconut milk mixes perfectly. Anyone knows why” asked Ustadzah Intan. He hoped Ali would respond. But the one who expected to see the bottle was bored. Like a person who is forced to watch a movie that he has repeatedly seen.

“So in coconut milk there is a substance called protein. This protein has two hands. One hand holds water, the other holds oil. That's why everything can mix. There are proteins that keep water and oil in check, explained Ustadzah Intan.

“So Queena said, coconut milk vegetables will be oily when cooked, or heated many times. That's because the protein is damaged by heat. When the protein has been damaged, there is nothing else that keeps the same oil water still getting along, then separate the oil from coconut milk. Today we will try to separate the oil from the coconut milk in a different way. We'll add this.” Ustadzah Intan said while removing a container containing flour from the cardboard.

“This is yeast tempe. Ustadzah will wander to your table to share the yeast of the temple. But before, write the name of each in the bottle of food yes.the bottle given by yeast Only the existing name” continued Ustadzah. The children rushed to write their names on the bottle. That way the children do not scramble to immediately add yeast to their bottles.

“Well... the business of adding yeast is done. Now the most important part” said Ustadzah Intan after all the bottles in the hands of children had been added yeast. The children wait for the next sentence from Ustadzah Intan. The class was quiet for a moment. Until finally Disha commented “Iih... The most important part is what Ustadzah..,”

“Ya. that's the most important part. We wait for the tempeh yeast to work. Till tomorrow. So your bottles are stored in lockers. Tomorrow we see what it's gonna be. Remember, tomorrow even if someone comes first, no one takes the bottle. Leave it there until Ustadzah says take it. Understood it! So you all learn patience, and learn to obey the same commands. Remember ‘kan, what is the reply for a patient person” asked Ustadzah.

“Patient loved Allaah” replied children in unison. Then one by one keep their coconut milk bottles in their respective lockers. “Now we move on to the next lesson huh.. Try to open the maths book” said Ustadzah Intan gave the order.

“Ustadzah..! split into three”

“Iya ustadzah, got me also”

“Iya me too.” shouted the children as Ustadzah Intan entered the classroom.

“Iya... Alhamdulillahot. Then everything works yes.it's because you obey the same Ustadzah. The bottle did not shake. So the body can work comfortably. Awesome children Ustadzah” said Ustadzah Intan proud. “Now grab your bottles and bring them to your respective desks. But slowly. Do not let the contents shaken yes.”

Once the kids are at each other's tables. Ustadzah prepares his computer to be connected to the television in the classroom. The children sat in an orderly manner. They always like it when they play a movie. No one dared to be rowdy, for fear that the show would be stopped. They have to learn from books.

“Someone who knows what exactly happened during your coconut milk left overnight” asked Ustadzah. No one answered. Including Ali. “Naah..the answer is in this show” said Ustadzah while starting to play the recording of the TV broadcast.

“Waah... the ‘kan His Father Ali.” Faiz.

“Iya. her father Ali”.

“Waah..great Her father Ali is on TV” Ali's friends' comments when the show starts playing. Some watched while occasionally glancing at Ali. Aira is one of them. Because he wanted to make sure Ali was cheerful again. No longer ashamed of his father's work.

In the show, Ali's father explains the reason why the oil is separated. That's because tempeh yeast has eaten proteins that keep oil and water mixed. On the show displayed results that have been separated into three layers, similar to what children have done. The kids are happy because their results are the same as those on TV. It is then shown that the three layers are separated. The oil in the middle is then heated and filtered. That way coconut oil as clear as water can be obtained.

“So so yes kids. One way we make coconut oil. Ali's father learned the method, then taught it to everyone who wanted to learn it. It was also one of the work of researchers” explained Ustadzah Intan. There was great relief in the chest of Intan's ustadzah after he said the sentence. He felt that he had managed to correct the misperceptions that had appeared in his students yesterday.

Some of Ali's classmates immediately told Ali that his father was great. Some just look at it with a smile. Some are holding up thumbs. Ali was relieved. No more classmates accused him of being a son of a sinner.

“I'm still not finished Li thought. Time last week we had to explain the work of the parents in front of the class. Why don't you just tell me that your father learned a new way of making things. Take for example this coconut oil. Why even take for example make alcohol” asked Zia at rest.

“I think it'll be cooler, Zia. You saw for yourself ‘kan, when I said my father could make gasoline from wood. Friends instantly so curious” sahut Ali.

“That's the problem. You're just thinking how to look cool. I told my mother when you fought with Javin. My mom said that's why the government created a special agency to study how to implement the technology. Including how to introduce technology. If the way is wrong, do not expect the technology to be used, even researchers who are hostile” said Zia.

“That's my mother's job. Finding the right way for the technology to be useful for Ummat and bermaslahat” continued Zia again with pride.

“Indeed you can explain like that if last week asked what exactly is your mother's job”

“He he he. I'm lucky that no one asked Tanya” said Zia. “But my mom was right ‘kan ,Li! Introducing technology to a people, in a culture, does need observation, study and a suitable way.” Condemn Zia to reiterate her debate.