Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

13. Saleh Youth

Maghrib Adhan said, Ridwan who had taken ablution and looked neat with a sarong, a light blue cocoa shirt and black peci now seemed to rush out of the room and say goodbye to his mother to the mosque.

"To the mosque was nggih ma'am..."

Pamit Ridwan's.

"Let's Waaan..."

Mother's heart from inside the room.

Ajeng ran from the back of the house because he had taken ablution with Mbak Wening.

"Don't run around Ajeng, it's your wet sandals..."

Ms. Wening reminded.

Ridwan came out of the house, closed the front door of his house tightly.

Wearing blue flip-flops, Ridwan went down the terrace of the house.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim..."

Ridwan stepped intending to the Mosque because of Allah ta'ala.

In the middle of the road Ridwan meets some young men who are still in high school, they seem to greet Ridwan kindly.

"Dude..."

Ridwan smiled back no less friendly anyway.

Obviously for Ridwan, finding high school children today still want to get closer to the mosque environment is something that should be appreciated.

"Today's cottage studies aren't there?"

One of the high school boys asked his friend.

"Follow, if it can not be cut again my pocket money with my father. Katane lha po so young generation kok ngertine gaul gaul, nek mben tuo gaul ngge opo."

Ridwan smiled hearing that.

"I bonceng no go, afraid I'm wearing a bicycle alone through an empty house near Pak Haji Syamsul's house, katane you know ono who saw kuntilanak."

Ridwan smiled faintly because he heard the teenagers talking about kuntilanak in an empty house near the house of Pak Haji Syamsul.

The Masjid Uswatun Hasanah has begun to be seen, Ridwan saw two traveling merchants stopping by to attend congregational prayers, there was also one taxi driver and two cars from outside the city.

Indeed, because the mosque Uswatun Hasanah is located on the side of the road, making the mosque can be used to stop by road users who still want to keep their prayers despite traveling and also those who are busy scavenging for fortune.

"Ridwan recalled that he deliberately brought a little money to put in the mosque box, which is usually used later the cost of religious events held in the mosque.

Like the commemoration of the Israeli mi'raj, there is also a maid of the prophet, there is also in the month of Muharram usually a mosque also makes mass circumcision activities for orphans and underprivileged children in the mosque environment in particular, the mosque, around the mosque a little far away.

In the time of Ramadan, the mosque also since Ridwan is small, likes to make rice for free iftar.

Ridwan took off his sandals in the courtyard, then went up to the terrace of the mosque.

Near the entrance of the mosque there is a charity box, Ridwan put a little rupiah that he deliberately brought.

Ridwan once entered the mosque, he then performed tahiyatul mosque prayer first. Two teenagers who had come along with Ridwan appeared to sit behind Ridwan performing prayers.

Mr. Haji Imron, enter the mosque, some people ask him to shake hands.

Pak Haji Imron had a look at Ridwan who despite only praying sunnah but looked so solemn.

There is a considerable sense of admiration in Mr. Haji Imron, while seeing young people like Ridwan who look so good.

If Pak Haji Imron still had a daughter, it was clear he would take Ridwan as a son-in-law. Haji Imron smiled.

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"Huh?"

Anisa rounded her eyes to look at her sister.

"Is this still old age, Ma'am? I don't want to be set up."

"Lho, what's the problem? Vishnu is a good young man, the son of a respected person, his family has a business that is not much different from our family, already so he also has a good education."

Faizah is so proud of Vishnu.

Make Faizah, of course Vishnu is the most appropriate man to accompany Anisa.

"Duh Ma'am, but Anisa wants to marry a man who obviously Anisa loves her."

Lirih Anisa's

"Love? O God of Anisa, why now talk of love? That kind of thing only exists in Anisa's romantic incantation."

Ma'am Faizah shook his head,

"It was that this afternoon had made a deal with Bibi Sundari's family to later continue this matchmaking plan more seriously, which could be later after it is actually realized, he said, our family and Aunt Sundari's family will be able to open a bigger gold shop downtown."

"O Allah Ma'am, is this all because of a business deal? And then Anisa's the one who was sacrificed?"

Anisa's eyes are glazed.

"Valented how? This will also be good for you, you live well, do not worry about money, guaranteed future, let alone what a woman wants in addition to being able to live well after marriage?"

Faizah's mother continued to try to give encouragement for Anisa to accept this matchmaking.

Anisa feels very anxious to cry, since Uminya died it feels like Anisa's life is increasingly arranged by her sister.

He suddenly seemed to be transformed in place of Umi to manage everything in the house, including the life of Anisa.

"Nisa will talk to Abah."

Anisa would stand up from her seat on the edge of the bed, while Faizah's mother immediately pulled her back to her seat.

"Have you not disturbed Abah, do you know Nis, Abah has been hit by the death of Umi, you have the heart to make Abah hit again?"

That sentence glides easily from the lips of Ma'am Faizah,

"Mr..."

Anisa looked at her sister.

He really did not expect, if Ma'am Faizah could have the heart to say such a thing to him.

Does Ma'am Faizah think Anisa isn't hit either?

Anisa even almost crazy so hit and sad.

If Anisa was told to choose, even Anisa would choose her who died instead of Uminya.

"Don't act like a teenager in Anisa's soap opera, love is just wishful thinking, getting married because love is then happy is just something made up by the creator of the drama."

Ma'am Faizah.

"Mbak Faizah can't say that, shouldn't Siti Fatimah and Sayyidina Ali just get married because they love each other? And their love was blessed by the Messenger of Allah, guided by Allah. Their love is eternal in the afterlife, so who says getting married for loving each other happily is no Ma'am?"

Anisa started crying.

Imagining a lifetime of filling up with men he didn't want, it was obviously tough.

"Yes that's different Nisa."

Faizah's mother still insisted that Anisa would accept arranged marriage.

He hopes the two families can unite, have their own gold shop, which Anisa will hold, and Abah's gold shop will automatically fall to Ma'am Faizah and his children.

Ma'am Faizah looked at Anisa who was busy wiping away the tears on her cheeks.

"Don't tell me you still love little brother Ma'am Wening."

Suddenly Ma'am Faizah said to Anisa again, which immediately made Anisa so surprised.

Then...

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