The Black and White Pesantren

Traders' advice

Aram and the father of the merchant warteg alisan Tegal warung on the edge of the angkot base are now seen sitting in his diarteg

Father:"where are you from?"

Aram:"I'm from Bogor"

Father:"oh Bogor you were so adored once deck so there was this, oh yes drink this deck(while giving a glass containing warm tea )"

Aram:"thank you sir do not need to bother, I am native Bogor and grew up there but now I continue my mondok while the school was revifted ulum"

Mr:"oh miftahul ulum"

Aram:"yes sir, father tau miftahul ulum"

Mr:'not just know the alumni father there, has felt the black and white pesantren"

Aram:"continue sir's story, father's experience when mumps"

Mr:"ready origin this should be your motivation and become your kn more spirit "

Aram:"ready sir"

Father:"was around 1999 a thief, it was still 15 years old.

Father did a vile and despicable thing because the father did not have people know, more precisely the father of the son who was thrown away, who was raised by an orphanage.

Time continues to run until the age of the father stepped on 14 years ,the age is still a child but one principle let the father small body and young age but the spirit must be like an adult because life is not to be a burden on people who care about you

So the father at the time of inviting friends father two people, meaning to be three with the father, the father,to get out of the orphanage because at that time our home was in economic crisis rather than us being a burden so we decided to go and work then later his money was given to the orphanage with be quiet

In fact the outside world is very hard the weak will be weaker the poor will be more oppressed as if Kanya will rule

The three of us lived under a bridge in the middle of the city traffic, then we decided to become buskers

So the next day with a tummy that we sing singing in the crowd, but what power our voice that fits well without also accompanied by musical instruments we do not get a penny

Our stomachs are getting kerncong an as if the skin of bone pads only, Until finally a friend named father ija sick with severe fever, we are both confused about what to treat ija with

So we rested in our usual place which is a bridge

We both went near the street vendor's shop trying to ask for a little food but he gave then when late at night the merchant had left we tried to break into his wholesaler took as much food as he could

Until finally that's the work of the three of us next already akh"

Aram:"continue what about his ulum Miftahul"

Father:"oh I forgot father

Then we stole back wholesale but that was a bad time for us, we were framed by the citizens so we were entangled, the father of two friends who were caught who somehow, somehow, was caught,I was afraid to run without purpose

Until finally the father was admitted to fainting on the edge of the mosque and when he woke up in the boarding school Miftahul ulum

I told my experience to kyai then Pak kyai told me to repent and learn to teach there, so that the father can cook it in Miftahul ulum so that the father can now open a business

The point of the lesson for you is not where you are holy and dirty tp where you can improve things"

Aram:"thank you sir"