Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

5. Respectful Praise of Citizens

Ridwan looked wudlu at the well using a bucket of paint that was pierced and closed using small pieces of wood that were wrapped using a patchwork.

After taking the wudlu he rushed to the room to wear a sarong, cocoa shirt and peci.

The Adhan was heard starting from the direction of the mosque and surau-surau around the area where Ridwan lived.

"Ridwan to the mosque Ma'am."

Said Ridwan to his mother who walked towards the back of the house to get water ablution.

"Yes Wan..."

Answer Mother.

Ajeng also joined the Mbah take ablution, for Mother and Mother Wening indeed from the beginning they as women choose the option of worshipers at home only, not to surau or mosque.

Ridwan's out of the house,

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim..."

Ridwan stepped his feet with green flip-flops.

He walked down the village road to the mosque which is located on the edge of the highway to the next city.

On the road he met with Mr. RT, it seemed that Mr. RT was happy to see Ridwan, one of the young men who included the pride of their region.

"When is Ridwan coming home?"

Ask Mr. RT kindly, when Ridwan experienced it with courtesy.

They walked together to the mosque Uswatun Hasanah, a mosque that stood in their RW which happened to be located in RT Ridwan lived.

"Alhamdulillah this afternoon Mr. RT."

Answer Ridwan.

"Alhamdulillah."

Mr. RT mantuk-mantuk.

"So it's a vacation or will it stay at home?"

Ask Mr. RT again.

"Alhamdulillah for now I will settle Mr. RT, because I just accepted teaching at SDN Waru Dua."

Answer Ridwan.

"Well glad I heard it, son, this is a blessing for our village, just lost Ustadz Saleh, now Ridwan's son is coming to replace it. Thank goodness."

"Okay, my knowledge is not comparable to Ustadz Saleh who graduated Gontor Pak RT, while I only graduated from small boarding schools in small towns."

Ridwan lows,

At the same time, the two appear to have reached the terrace of the mosque, removed the sandals from the left foot first, then followed by the right foot.

While going up to the terrace of the mosque is the opposite, wearing the right foot first, followed by the left foot.

Some of the fathers and only a few young men seemed to come to congregate.

They welcomed the presence of Ridwan, of course for them Ridwan who was a santri like a bright light when Ustadz Saleh left them.

"This Nak Ridwan can be invited to the Board of Prosperity of Pak Haji Imran Mosque."

"Ooh right, let alone this ahead of the fasting month, which plans to make the study of young children and young children after the asar, as well as the dawn lecture, maybe Nak Ridwan can replace Ustadz Saleh."

Ridwan who felt the welcome and offers from the citizens so excessive make his heart between happy but also afraid of being ujub.

"Astaghfirullah Dear Father, nuwun sewu."

Ridwan looks very shy adored amazing.

Praise be to Allah Subhanahu Wata'ala. Inner Ridwan was afraid that his heart trembled just a little to feel that he was indeed worthy of praise.

I finally heard iqomah,

"Allahu Akbar's... Allah Akbar...

Asyhadu Allaa ilaha. Ashhadu Anna Muhamadar Rosulullah's... Hayya 'Alas-sholaah's... Hayya 'Alal-falaah, Allahu Akbar... Allah Akbar... Laa ilaaha..."

All worshippers immediately prepared to make a shaf, while Pak Haji Imran as an elder stood as an Imam.

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Ajeng himself after praying the maghrib congregation with Mother and her Mbah in the room of the Mbah directly to his own room and began busy studying.

Ajeng really likes school, he was never hard to be told to learn.

Ajeng's ideal is to want to be like Kartini's mother, who becomes a smart and respectable woman.

"Jengs... Ajjeng."

Ma'am Wening headed for her room, opened the curtains of the room door and looked inside.

He sat on his desk chair.

Elsa Frozen, her favorite animated character.

Apparently, Ajeng did like the figure of a strong and independent woman, maybe because he had seen Mother and Mbah who were able to live without the help of a man.

Struggling over the rigors of life, earning his own rupiah, but still sticking to maintain his honor.

"Would you eat now?"

Ask Mbak Wening to his only daughter.

The fruit of his only love with the husband during their marriage until finally their love is separated by the death of Ajeng's father.

"Let's go Mom, both Mbah and Uncle Ridwan."

Ajeng.

Ma'am Wening nodded.

"Alright, continue to learn, later if we pray the congregation again, Uncle Ridwan may go home after Isya prayer."

Ajeng.

"Yes, Mom."

Legally.

Ms. Wening returned to the dining room, closing their family's simple dinner with a hood.

After that he began to fix the iron results, to be put in his wardrobe, Ajeng closet and Mother's closet.

The mother in the room continued to read the holy verses of the Qur'an.

It seems that what he read was the letter of An-naml. Surah who told the story of Prophet Sulaiman when he brought the treatise to Queen Balqis, and also about the herd of ants that sounded worried about being stepped on by Prophet Sulaiman who would pass with his troops.

After finishing storing the clothes that have been ironed, Madam Wening headed for the terrace of the house, drizzle thin down again.

After the afternoon had rained heavily, tonight drizzle back down thinly.

Ma'am Wening folded his hands, the air began to feel cold in the middle of the rainy season.

Coastal winds that are usually dry and still provide heat, now feel very cold on the skin.

Adhan Isya reverberated, drowning out the sounds of night insects that sounded from the rice fields and also the gardens around there.

The light chips from the houses far away across the rice field look small like firefly lights.

Ms. Wening immediately went back in, closed the door tightly afraid that a cobra might enter the house.

The risk of living near the rice fields is the threat of cobras and other snakes that can anytime enter the house and sneak into hiding.

Ever Sister Wening deliberately kept a cat to keep watch.

Because according to Bang Panji adventurers, one of the best housekeepers of cobras is the kampung cat.

Coincidentally after working at the donut factory, Madam Wening saw there was a small village cat that was like lost or maybe discarded by people.

Wening took it, took it home to be looked after and was eventually made a housekeeper.

But, ill-fated for the cat, one night the back door of the house forgot in the lock, the door slightly opened making there a snake sneak.

Pet village cat Mbak Wening dispelled, but because the cobra was large enough, then the poison that entered the body of the cat quite a lot and finally he was not helped.

Although the cobra died too, but the cat Ma'am Wening also sacrificed his life.

Ah Mbak Wening every time he remembered it so sad, until now he still remembered his poor cat.

Mbak Wening went to the back of the house to return to take ablution water, and prepared to pray with his mother.

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