
The precious time makes us realize how important every opportunity is. In everyday life, one must be familiar with the name of time.
For some people, time is precious because time goes on and will not be repeated. Every moment is so precious and a loss to pass.
The main key to a happy life lies in three things: being grateful under any circumstances, being patient with difficulties and sincerely accepting all the provisions (destiny) of your Lord.
There is no reason for someone to be ungrateful. Because basically there are many things that make people deserve to be grateful, and it becomes better than having to complain
The children of Rama sat dumbstruck to hear the short Lecture of the Mother, Syakira after the Ashar prayer. Yes, that's what Syakira's job is as a mother. Cultivating the Science of religion in his sons and daughters.
Rama sat behind Syskira to listen without Syakira knowing, if from earlier Rama there. Arju and Arja chuckled to see her abi sitting sila seriously behind the mother.
"Arja, Arjun, why are you laughing?"
Arja covered her mouth covering her teeth that had started toothless. While Arja who looks flat is immediately silent, while Adina who is so chatty immediately pointed at her abi.
"Propel behind her mother!" show Adina to stand up and immediately put her body on the father they often call, Abi.
Syakira turned her head and saw Rama behind her. Spontaneous Syakira was so surprised to find Rama still complete with office clothes.
"You didn't welcome my arrival?" Rama whispers avoiding Adina who is now sitting on her back to her father while playing Rama's chin which is almost covered with fine hair.
Syakira did not answer, instead turning to her sons and daughters. "Kids, short preach this afternoon we end yes, remember, memorize you in the store after the magrib prayer for a while!"
Adina immediately moved and said with excitement. "Beres Mommy, Adina already memorized. Mother just calm down," The little princess also kissed the back of the hands of Rama and Syakira alternately.
Arja continued, Arja stood up and stepped towards Rama and Syakira sat down. Arja immediately saluted. "Ready, Abi, Mother. Energy alone, Arja has also finished rote. Just look at it later."
"really? No more reason to be hungry when depositing memorization?" Syakura. Recalling the previous day, Arja avoided her rote by reason of hunger.
"Yes, dong. Mommy. This time Arja's serious, really."
"Yes, mother, I don't want to go to hell. I don't want to be friends with ... Arja scared. God will be angry with Arja."
Shakira smiled as well as Rama. Rama stroked his son's head gently. Arja also grabbed the hands of Mother and Abinya and then kissed the backs of her parents' hands alternately. Then go into each room.
Now it's Arju's turn. Arju who still faithfully read the book, went after hearing the call from Syakira, the mother. Among the children of Shaykhira and Rama, Arjalah who looks flat, less smile, but very genius.
"Arja, read what, honey. Come here!"
"Arja read the book, Mother."
"Yes, already. Arja take a shower, yeah."
"Yes, Mother," replied Arja. As soon as Syakira reached out for the salim, Arja kissed her cheek which made Syakira round her eyes not believing what Arja just did. So too with Rama.
"Assalamu'alaikum, mother, father. Arja's in, room.
Rama rubbed his son's head. Syakira remained silent.
"Who is it? Let's not be a descendant of his father!"
"His mother's nature, perhaps.
"Fotocopy the two of us, Abi. Syakira was lazy to argue and entered the room to clean up, because the clock was already showing 15:26.
...END...
Sorry, yes, the story of Rama and Syakira. Thanks though.