Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

105. Become Near

The dining room in Ridwan's modest family home today looks so special with the presence of Iis in their midst.

Ajeng who sat between Iis and Ridwan seemed to continue chattering even though he finally had to be willing to get angry with his mother for disturbing people to eat.

Not only told about his friends at school, but also asked this to Iis who always thought he knew everything.

The Ajeng questions posed to Iis also not only related to the lessons, but the things he was looking at.

Suppose,

"Master, who is the inventor of the vegetable lodeh?"

"Why is chili sauce called sambal?"

"Why does tempe sama know it feels different?"

"Why do adults like to eat petai?"

As a result, Iis also had lunch with a heavy head because he had to think hard in order to answer Ajeng's questions.

Of course, although Iis can not answer the question of Ajeng definitively, at least Iis trying to make Ajeng not necessarily be a child who stops active and critical.

"Already Master Ma'am, wong Ajeng is indeed like lack of work, what everything is asked, who was the mother who was the friend of Mother."

Ma'am Wening looked at the Mother sitting next to him,

"Sopo?"

Mother was confused, though,

"That's you know, which sells boiled sweet potatoes with roving boiled beans, it used to be who likes to stop by here if it runs out of sales."

Ma'am Wening.

"Ooh Bu Kulsum."

Mother remembers one of her friends who has now never come again because it has been a good life since her son became an employee.

"Well yes, Miss Kulsum, who asked why her teeth were advancing."

Mbak Wening said, and then it became taboo Mother.

"Lho Ma'am, why was Wening the one who was being stabbed to."

Ajeng who saw his mother was stabbed so giggling happy.

While Ridwan only smiled, Iis instead because he held back a laugh so he almost choked.

Iis hurry to drink water quickly, too,

"Well that's Miss Master Iis so choked, you are this, you know,"

Omel Mother.

"O Allah, Wong Wening again the story was Ajeng since childhood like to ask questions to people, all teeth are asked, it is so the same person you know Allah, God, I still remember Bu Kulsum until his face was red because of embarrassment you know Mom, right it stopped by here too many who buy."

Mbak Wening recalled, which made Ajeng even more curled up, and Iis really choked again at last.

"Drink again Ma'am, O Allah has Ma'am, pity Iis."

Said Ridwan to Mbak Wening.

"Hehehe... Sorry Master, sorry this event reminiscing about the little Ajeng is indeed a bit antique."

Ma'am Wening.

Iis nodded her head while smiling, Iis,

Then drink some more water.

Really he did not even think that lunch at Ridwan's house with his family would be this fun.

Until then their lunch was over, and Iis sat again in the living room briefly accompanied by Ridwan.

Ajeng himself as usual if after lunch is required by Ms. Wening to reread some of the notes from school.

After that Ajeng will take a nap and wake up during the stocking, shower, prayer and tutoring, if there is no tutoring schedule, if there is no tutoring schedule, so Ajeng will teach at the place of Pak Haji Imron where Ridwan the Uncle who now teaches.

The mother who is no longer young also chose to take a nap in the middle room bed near the TV, which is, while Mbak Wening who made his life has the principle of time is money that also filled the afternoon hours by starting to iris tempe to be processed into chips again.

Of course, mumpung many orders, Mbak Wening must be a burning spirit.

Ridwan.

Iis nodded and smiled, her cheeks seemed red, although not too noticeable because Iis's skin was not as white as Anisa.

"Oh yes Ma'am,"

Ridwan then tried to invite Iis to talk so as not to be too stiff.

"Please Sir."

Iis nodded,

"Frankly since I taught, I really wanted to ask you this, ma'am,"

Said Ridwan,

Iis in place directly deg-degan.

Asking?

Ask about what?

Is it asking about the status of Iis who already have a candidate or not?

Did you ask about the criteria of men Iis likes?

Or will I ask what?

Iis really so gurgling.

"Look at Ma..."

Ridwan's handsome face looks serious.

Iis trying as quietly as possible in her place,

"I wonder how Miss Iis can make children so fond of history. Not only do they like the lessons, but they also like the characters in the history they learn."

Iis who heard Ridwan only even discuss teaching and learning activities finally wanted to laugh by himself.

It's nothing, Iis instantly felt so stupid for too much hope that Ridwan would ask about personal matters.

"The children mentioned the names of each character well, they look very proud when mentioning the names of the characters they like, it shows you as a Master very successfully make them fall in love completely with our nation figure Ma'am."

Ridwan praised.

"Alhamdulillah if it feels like so Mr. Ridwan,"

Iis finally opened her voice.

"It's just my own experience sir,"

Iis.

"When my late grandfather was still alive, during my holidays I often came there, I often heard him tell me how the early days of independent Indonesia."

Ridwan seemed enthusiastic listening to Iis's words, his gaze towards Iis was so serious, he said,

This was clearly different from when Ridwan looked at Anisa who raised a thump on her chest, and also made her wishful thinking sometimes go everywhere.

Staring at Iis is more to listen to what the interlocutor said, especially for Ridwan, a lot of things he can learn from the figure of Iis, Iis, especially how this one Mother Teacher can and is able to make her students who incidentally live in the present day do not forget history even though entertainment and outdoor games mill around wonderfully.

"Since I have often listened to the stories of the late grandfather, also people who when telling stories about the war, the independence period, and then tell stories about the great figures of the past, and then, I've finally become fond of history."

"In school I used to observe teachers who taught history, they would often explain the contents of books in a way like reading them and it made us sleepy, so I finally thought to myself that one day if I had the chance to become a Teacher, I wanted to be a history teacher and would make history lessons feel like they were listening to the ancients telling stories, he said, I also invite them to interact to judge who really studied history."

"And it seems to work, ma'am."

Ridwan.

Iis smiling,

"Yes, I really want generations to come, his love for this nation is not only limited to singing the red and white flag of Indonesia. And to really fall in love is to get them to know them well, understand them well. I tell you how Majapahit used to have the largest warship in the world, how its fleet was feared by other countries. How Srivijaya a country so rich, that even the women love to make flowers from gold to the temple. Not to mention the Islamic kingdom that is no less great. Until the modern era we also have many intelligent and extraordinary Islamic figures."

Iis finally seemed so excited about discussing a slightly different teaching method.

Ridwan also listened with no less enthusiasm, until unconsciously they became dissolved in a long conversation until it did not feel Adzan Asar reverberated.

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