Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

16. A Advice

Ridwan this morning somehow wanted to walk down the streets of his birthplace.

Enjoying the morning air, while remembering his childhood when he often joined the Father of the mosque worshipers at dawn and then will be invited to walk by the Father to the end of the red light intersection.

Yeah, first...

When the vehicle is not as crowded now, when people buy a motorbike can not credit first, must really wait for the money collected can only buy.

"Wan, when are you going home?"

"Again at home to Wan?"

"Attend Ridwan."

"Lho Ridwan came home looking."

Many friendly people around who accidentally met on the road, or coincidentally their house is on the side of the road and Ridwan passed it.

Until near the intersection, Ridwan turned around to return to the direction of the road that will go to his house.

However, because he had promised Mbak Wening today he would buy breakfast, then Ridwan took his step towards the Mosque, where not far from the mosque there is a rice stall that is quite legendary.

Bu Wirjo rice stall, which if morning will provide breakfast, and if noon the stall will also sell a variety of dishes until it runs out isya usually just closed.

Not to mention arriving at the stall, Ridwan can already see how crowded the Bu Wirjo stall is.

There were a lot of people standing in line to buy breakfast.

In the stall, which also provides long wooden benches with tables that are also the same size as the stool, it also serves customers who want to eat there.

Ridwan walked over, standing behind the crowd of people who almost made the owner of the stall invisible.

Customers who are mostly school children and also employees who do not have time to cook themselves are busy ordering the menu.

Bu Wirjo himself looks so deft to serve the demands of his customers.

Two of his assistants also looked no less alert, some helped wrap rames rice, some were busy frying fried foods.

"I'm to Bu ngantri from earlier, rames two side dishes of omelet same eggplant balado and fried noodles."

"I'm also Ma'am, rice with three, rice rames four, all with fried chicken Bu."

"I nasi rames nggih Bu, five packs of stir-fry side dishes just the same eggplant balado, fried ten thousand, mixed tempe tofu."

"I'm first ma'am, just a fried banana ma'am, five grand."

"I'm also a four thousand fried banana, a three-pack of plain nasi uduk."

Ridwan was so confused how he ordered that his voice would be heard by Bu Wirjo and his two assistants, while the customer who scrambled served so much.

Ridwan still looked confused, when suddenly someone from behind greeted him.

"Sir Ridwan."

The voice sounded not so clear, but Ridwan could hear because the position of the owner of the voice was right behind him.

Ridwan immediately turned his head, rightly guessed, if it was Master Iis who was standing there.

Ridwan immediately smiled widely, as soon as he saw Master Iis.

"Buy breakfast Mom?"

Ridwan asked, making small talk,

Looks like Master Iis nodded with a sweet smile.

"Yes sir, this happens to be no more cooking ingredients, so just buy cooked, and then stop by to buy vegetables."

Said Ma Guru Iis.

Ridwan nodded his head, though,

"Yes, I also want to buy breakfast at home."

Ridwan.

"Ajeng didn't come?"

Ask Teacher Iis.

"No Ma'am,"

Some of the people in line have started to be served one by one, Madam Guru Iis which may be because of a woman, then he more easily sneaks among other customers who still seem scrambling to be served.

Seeing the arrival of Bu Guru Iis, Bu Wirjo whose five grandchildren all attended school at the place where Bu Guru Iis taught immediately welcomed warmly and kindly.

"Nasi nopo Bu Guru?"

Ask Bu Wirjo.

Master Iis nodded, Mother,

"Nasi megono only two packs, know the contents there nggih?"

Ask Teacher Iis.

"Ooh there's Mom, there's..."

Suhut assistant Bu Wirjo fast,

"Sir Ridwan, you want to order nopo?"

Ask Master Iis from his place.

Bu Wirjo who heard and saw Bu Guru Iis asked Ridwan so the kepo looked towards Ridwan standing up.

"Lho, that's Ridwan's son."

Said Bu Wirjo,

"Mother, Mr. Ridwan is the new religious teacher at our school."

Said Ma Guru Iis.

"Ooh masya Allah, monggo Pak Guru, monggo... monggo, would you like to have breakfast nopo?"

Bu Wirjo was seen immediately giving a different service to Ridwan upon hearing the explanation of Bu Guru Iis.

Ridwan who is not tasty because it seems to be more privileged than others finally want to step forward, calling a crowd of other customers who are queuing to be served.

"Min, this is the one here that was served, the one that was queuing up from earlier."

Bu Wirjo said to his assistant who helped him serve wrapping rice.

While Bu Wirjo himself serves Bu Guru Iis and Ridwan who are now standing next to each other.

"Son Ridwan want to wrap rames or nasi uduk or nasi megono or what?"

Tanya Bu Wirjo while wrapping the order of Bu Guru Iis.

"I'm just a megono rice ma'am, three packs, one sitting rice, a fried banana and know it's eight thousand."

Ridwan.

"Lho Bu Guru Iis, what message did Ma'am have?"

Bu Wirjo asked because he felt the order of the two was almost the same.

"Nasi megono two packs, tofu fill and fried bananas six thousand Bu."

Ms. Guru Iis repeated, who when saying Miss Guru Iis and Ridwan so looked at each other unconsciously.

Bu Wirjo chuckled, though,

"Lho really can kompakan ngunu to yes, don't-don't this soul mate."

Seloroh Bu Wirjo, which is clearly immediately greeted by the laughter of the people who were waiting in line there.

"Nopo to Bu, O Allah, wong just happened to not sir."

Master Iis so met red face, while Ridwan seemed to smile calmly.

After then Bu Wirjo completed the order of Bu Guru Iis and Ridwan, both of them were just waiting for fried food to know the contents were being fried.

While waiting, Ms. Guru Iis is seen choosing and wrapping her own fried bananas that have now been cooked and served on a round tray on the Bu Wirjo selling table.

"Bak Min, I'm asking for paper."

Said Bu Guru Iis, Bu Wirjo's assistant sprightly gave a paper to wrap the fried banana.

Bu Guru Iis received it and placed it on a table near the tray, Ridwan who was standing next to Bu Guru Iis suddenly pulled the paper that Master Iis would use to wrap.

"How was it taken to sir?"

Tanya Bu Guru Iis surprised because his position was already holding a fried banana for him to move.

"Seek for more paper."

Ridwan to Bu Wirjo's assistant.

"Well please, maybe there's a cut or a connection of this paper" Ma'am."

Pinta Ridwan's.

"What's up with Nak Ridwan?"

Wirjo's mom was curious.

Ridwan then showed the page that there is a scripture of the Koran.

"This ma'am, please everyone, if you buy fried food or rice or anything that uses paper then there is a holy verse like this separated, do not let it be thrown away which will be mixed with garbage, and then there is a holy verse like this, or thrown away recklessly and got winded and stepped on by people."

Ridwan.

"There is no element of intentional innocence, but if we know then let it go, it's afraid God will not be pleased, so I suggest it is better to be separated."

Ridwan.

All who hear sleepy, including Master Iis.

"Glorify the holy verse, ma'am,

Said Ridwan to Bu Guru Iis later.

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