Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

153. Come by Besan

Ridwan took a morning walk with Pak Karto, the driver of Pak Haji Imron who today happened to stay at Pak Haji's house.

"So the cottage for orphans and twofa also can walk huh Mas?"

Ask Pak Karto to Ridwan while walking down the road of the village through the back of the mosque which will later reach the fork near the corner where Ajeng fell.

Some mothers who passed by greeted Ridwan kindly, while there were some small children who every afternoon taught at the place where Pak Haji Imron seemed to run around scrambling salim with Ridwan.

"Almost Mr. Ustadz,"

One mother even invited Ridwan to stop by, Ridwan seemed to smile and refused politely.

"This panjengan Mas, live choose which girls want to be lured, it seems all parents will directly ACC."

Said Mr. Karto,

Ridwan who heard it so laughed.

"Who said Sir... Mr..."

"Lho iyo, wong just look, along the way, every time you meet Mothers always say hello kindly, every meet children on the run for salim, salim, every meet a girl on a steal look but shy cat."

Said Mr. Karto, which made Ridwan more chuckled.

The two continued to walk down the narrow road between two quiet gardens to get to the place where Ajeng fell.

"Mas, man,

Call mr. Karto, please,

"Oh no sir."

"About that if you enter the cottage that is solemn orphans and twofa is charged what is not Mas?"

Ask Mr. Karto, and immediately answered by Ridwan a small slug.

"Mboten to Pak Karto, if charged the name is the same as my business.'

Ridwan.

"lho, so it's all free?"

Ask Mr. Karto again to make sure.

Ridwan nodded, though,

"Leres Mr. Karto."

Ridwan and Pak Karto continued their walk through a small bridge and then arrived at the village road leading to Ridwan's house.

Not far from there there is a bend that Ajeng fell, they passed through it.

Ridwan and Pak Karto continued to walk while chatting about the foundation that will be active soon, including tahfiz house activities that will begin on Friday the day after.

"Hopefully without Mas, at least that way, more and more children will be able to learn religion, and finally the next generation will be a sholeh and sholihah generation, that's if Mr. Haji always says."

Said Mr. Karto, which of course was directly guaranteed by Ridwan.

"Close to Mr. Karto's house, breakfast in my house."

Ridwan said when they started entering the settlement again, exactly about eight more houses from Ridwan's house.

"Waduh, maturnuwun Mas, maturnuwun, but I have not manasi car, not tasty like Pak Haji, even though sleeping at home, but kok even not all work duties from the morning."

Said Mr. Karto.

Ridwan nodded his head in understanding.

Ridwan and Pak Karto continued their steps, until suddenly Ridwan accidentally looked at the Bu Hindun stall at the corner of the left side of the road from the direction of Ridwan and Pak Karto walk.

Looks like a mother walking from the direction of the shop carrying three grocery crackles is quite large and seems quite heavy.

Ridwan, who was no stranger to his figure, finally decided to stop.

Said Ridwan to Pak Karto.

"Mas Nopo?"

Ask Mr. Karto who so come to stop.

"My name, Ibune Bu Guru Iis."

Said Ridwan who then stepped towards his mother Bu Guru Iis.

Karto followed him.

"Dam's..."

Sapa Ridwan, surprised his mother Iis who looks a bit difficult to bring her shopping goods.

"Eh Nak Ridwan,"

His mother Iis paused his steps for a moment, Ridwan smiled as he bowed in greeting.

"Nuwun sewu, it looks like heavy carryane Mother, help me just carry it, ma'am."

Said Ridwan offered to bring his mother's grocery crackle Iis.

"Oh it's okay, son, this was just a vegetable shop, but instead see there is king catfish rice, so you guys just buy it, so it's a bit heavy. But it's okay,"

His mother said Iis was afraid to trouble Ridwan.

"Mother's coming home a little far from here Mom, mboten nopo-nopo Ridwan just take Bu, monggo,"

Ridwan then took over the grocery crackle in the hands of his mother Iis.

Mr. Karto also helped bring one.

"Near to my house, ma'am, I'll take the bike."

Said Ridwan.

"Ouch... Well...how is this, why did Mother even become troublesome Nak Ridwan."

His mother said Iis.

"It's okay Mom, this is Mas Ridwan can't if you see parents having trouble,"

Said Mr. Karto.

His mother smiled, Iis,

"Yes, this Ridwan boy is a really nice guy."

Praise his mother Iis.

"Mpoten Ma'am, mboten... Don't praise like that, praise be to Allah, I follow only what the Prophet taught."

Ridwan.

"God willing."

His mother Iis was even more amazed by the figure of the young man in front of him.

"Monggo Ma'am, Ridwan's house is near, really,"

Said Ridwan invites his mother Iis to stop by for a while so that Ridwan can deliver using his motorcycle.

His mother Iis also finally according, of course, his mother Iis also wanted to go to Ridwan's house and meet Ridwan's mother.

Meet the figure of an extraordinary mother, who can educate her son to be a figure seshby Ridwan. She is definitely not an arbitrary mother, the figure of the Mother who clearly managed to educate her child is a successful Mother figure in the real sense.

That's what his mother said.

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