Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

31. Come by for a second

"Where are you going to Is, it's not unusual - it's usually a neat afternoon, there's a conjecture to?"

Ask Mom who seemed to be sitting in the TV room when she saw Iis passing by to reach for her motor key on the TV table.

"You're looking for Mom's book, you haven't been traveling with Anisa in a long time. Later he was again moody continue, pity fear later sick, even though the event of his death Uminya alone seemed to still leave trauma to Nisa."

Iis.

Mother nodded,

"Yes, I saw Anisa's face was getting thinner, pity indeed."

said Mother.

Iis smiled as she then approached her mother to shake hands.

"Home buy martabak telor ya Is."

I ordered her favorite food.

"Enggih Ma'am, inshaAllah Iis will buy."

Iis kissed the back of her hand, and then she left.

Iis so out of the house seemed to be wearing his helmet, then preparing to go up on the motorbike when suddenly a voice sounded calling, calling,

"Mr Teacher Iis... Miss Teacher Iis, just a minute."

Iis turned to the direction of the origin of the sound, which there is seen now Mbak Wening who half ran towards Iis.

"Oh Mama Ajeng, what's wrong?"

Tanya Iis postponed advancing his motorbike, Mbak Wening was seen approaching,

"Is there Master Iis's Mother?"

Ask Ma'am Wening.

"There's in Mama Ajeng,"

Iis replied while getting off the bike,

"This is a shipment from Ma'am Faizah, usual Friday afternoon mid-month ngisi mosque to run out maghriban later for rice blessing."

Mbak Wening said while showing two bags of crackles that seemed to contain rice besek benedi.

"Ooh noggih, I'll call Mom."

Teacher Iis then went back inside the house to call her mother,

"Nopo Is?"

Ask Mom,

"Mama Ajeng, Mom, nyampein rice thanks from Ma'am Faizah."

Iis.

Mother then seemed to stand up from her seat, then followed Iis walking out of the house to meet Mbak Wening, who was,

"Eh Ma'am Wening,"

Mother smiled kindly, Madam Wening approached Mother to give one rice thanks to Ma'am Faizah's tutelage.

"Thank you Ma'am, say hello to Ma'am Faizah."

Say Mother.

Ma'am Wening smiled and nodded,

"Mom, tomorrow I say, I want to go home."

Said Mbak Wening,

"Lho, what's the ride home?"

Ask Mom.

"Mum's foot, usually picked up, but he said my sister was suddenly asked by Haji Imron to accompany her to go to her friend who was sick."

"Oh,"

"I'll take Mama Ajeng with me, and I'll go too."

Iis suddenly interjected.

"It's not good to bother Master, Ma'am,"

Ma'am Wening.

"It's okay Mama Ajeng, all right, will later go to the main highway also through the house of Mama Ajeng can."

Iis.

"Enggih Mbak Wening, have joined Iis only, rather than walking is tired, quite far you know, where bring rice thanks to it."

Said Mother.

Mbak Wening looked towards Iis who then climbed on his motorcycle,

"But Mama Ajeng,"

Mbak Wening finally complied despite looking shy,

"Monggo ma'am, this is my oh so it's not really good."

Ma'am Wening said, Mother looks smiling.

"No, ma'am, Iis all the way to buy a book."

Said Mother.

"Oh sampun, monggo ma'am, assalamualaikum..."

Ma'am Wening pamit then went up to the boncegan, then,

"Waalaikumsalam, be careful..."

Mother escorted them away from the courtyard of the house,

The sun is now seen to have been leaning to the west, glittering glare from the expanse of rice fields that lie almost along the village road.

Perhaps if Indonesia is able to survive into a region that further advances agriculture as it was in the heyday of Majapahit and other large kingdoms, he said, surely the expanse of rice fields will remain and can be a fertile land of ripah loh jinawi tenan.

Unfortunately, the food industry that the world will always need to be abandoned by humans who live in this country for the reason of the high cost of fertilizer and this cost is not balanced with the price after the harvest, he said, this makes agricultural land increasingly narrow, rice fields drained and used as housing and other businesses.

The afternoon breeze blew breeze from the direction of the rice fields, seen the rice that was about to turn yellow, and some of it has even been harvested now rippling.

Mbak Wening sat in the boncery while holding a rice bar that he would take home.

Besek rice is always awaited Ajeng at mid-month Friday because the side dishes are delicious.

"Mother Teacher Iis will teach in the same place as my sister Ridwan huh means? Have you seen Mom yet?"

Ma'am Wening asked pleasantly, asking,

"Oh Mr. Ridwan, nggih sampun."

Answer Iis from the front Mbak Wening.

Ma'am Wening smiled, though,

"From the beginning it was his goal to be a teacher, Mom. He said that science would be useful."

Ma'am Wening told me.

Iis smiling,

"Mother Teacher Iis also used to be his goal to be a teacher?"

Ask Ma'am Wening.

Iis chuckled.

"Wah I want to be a Teacher after High School, Mama Ajeng. As a child, it has not been thought of as Mr. Ridwan already had such lofty ideals. I used to go out there, sometimes wanting to be a pilot, sometimes wanting to be a cop, sometimes wanting to be a doctor."

Iis chuckled, which was welcomed by Mbak Wening as well.

"Sama means Ajeng, Ma'am. If asked, today is the same tomorrow and the day after tomorrow is different, depending on what you just watch, read what."

Ma'am Wening.

"Mama Ajeng, this is why the importance of children is directed to read and watch something positive, because it has a very big influence in the formation of mindset, lifestyle and so on."

Iis.

Ma'am Wening was sleepy,

Before long, Iis's motorbike finally approached Ms. Wening's house, looking Mom in the yard was sweeping the yard.

Seeing the motor Iis heading towards him, and Mbak Wening sitting in the bonbar of the motor, making Mother finally stop for a moment the sweep activity.

Iis stopped the bike, Mpa Wening was seen coming down from the bonbar to approach Mom and shake hands with her.

It looks like Iis took off her helmet, and came down also from the top of the bike and approached Mom to shake hands as well.

"Mother, this is Miss Teacher Iis, whom I told you about Ma'am, whose mother was a good teacher and sholihah, her tutoring teacher Ajeng."

Says Mbak Wening introduced Iis to the Mother.

"Oah, this is Master's mom, ayu tenan yo."

Praise Mom when Iis kisses the back of her hand.

"Monggo ma'am, come in first, come in."

Ma'am Wening invites Iis into the house, as well as Mother.

"Okay, maturnuwun, but I'm going to pick up Anisa at her gold shop, afraid Anisa's waiting for you, ma'am,"

Iis.

"Have you made a deal with Nisa?"

Ask Ma'am Wening.

Iis nodded with a smile.

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