Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

92. Arriving At Home

"Alhamdulillah..."

Mother looked so relieved to see Ridwan home again safely.

The day was late when Ridwan finally arrived in his hometown again and was immediately escorted by Pak Haji Imron with a car that deliberately passed the detour to pass through Ridwan's house first.

Ms. Wening who had been told by Ridwan that she was on her way home, deliberately slept in the long chair of the living room to guard the door.

Until when there was a sound of a car stopping in front of the yard, Madam Wening immediately woke up and opened the door for her sister.

Ridwan appeared to greet his mother, while a plastic bag containing souvenirs had been brought into the living room by Mbak Wening.

"Four traffic jams were in Pemalang, so it's an hour and a half late."

Ridwan.

"Well, it's okay to be home safe, it's not good to complain about small things when a greater gift has been obtained."

Mother reminded.

"Mother's, alhmdulillah."

Ridwan.

"Niing, this is Ridwan making anget tea."

Mother said to Mbak Wening who was dismantling the contents of a plastic bag containing souvenirs from Ridwan.

"If the cake is from Mr. Bagas, colorful crackers and salted eggs from Pak Haji Imron, it was in Indramayu and in Brebes Pak Haji quite a lot of souvenirs, his kids on the nitip."

Ridwan.

"Each, Haji Imron is the same dear children right."

Said Mbak Wening who opened the package of crackers and put it in a jar that is special for crackers happened to be two days empty.

"Ning, this is what Ridwan is doing."

Mother became nagging because Mbak Wening was even cool in unloading souvenirs and now busy tasting.

"Let's go, this is also to be made, woles to bu... Grease..."

Ma'am Wening.

Hearing him Mother so sighed while shaking her head,

"Ridwan wash your face first ma'am, soak your dirty clothes."

Said Ridwan as he walked into the room carrying his backpack.

"Eeeh, it's late, just soak the dirty clothes tomorrow."

Said Mother.

Ridwan finally nodded, he could not argue what the mother said.

Ridwan went into the room, took out a few pieces of clothing, and a holster.

The little Qur'an also came out of there with prayer beads and pecis, and then he put it on the table again.

After all the goods came out, which included his wallet, Ridwan hung his backpack on the nail behind the door.

"This is Wan wedang's tea."

Said Mbak Wening who put a glass of red tea that is hot.

The aroma of jasmine smells fragrant from tea wedang made by Mbak Wening.

"Sweep Ma'am, then wash your face first."

Ridwan.

Even Wening nodded.

"Oh yeah, have you eaten yet Wan? Want to make no boiled noodles?"

Ask Ms. Wening again,

"Ooh yes Wan, if you have not eaten yo eat first, let's not catch a cold."

Said Mom chiming.

"Later Ridwan make his own Ma'am, it's okay."

Ridwan.

"Lho instead make it yourself, the Mbak whis, you there wash your face, later once finished, the boiled noodles are also ripe."

Ma'am Wening.

Ridwan smiled.

"Beggih sampun Mbak, but if not troublesome."

"It's just boiled noodles, the bristles are also ripe."

Seloroh Mbak Wening made Ridwan smile again.

"Your sister if she likes to come out Wan."

Mother also smiles every time she listens to Wening talk, her daughter is in fact more lame than Ridwan who is a boy.

Ridwan is not only quiet, but also polite when talking. From the first before entering the boarding school, Ridwan was already so, polite and polite to anyone, then once entering the boarding school he was more and more.

Of course this is also what is certainly taught by the kyai in pesantren.

Ridwan walked to the back of the house to go to the bathroom.

Seen in the sky half moon has hung with its glittering light.

Light up the rambutan tree and mango which is now rambutannya is starting to bear fruit even though it is still greenish.

Indeed, God governs all things in this world so perfectly, even a universe of this magnitude God takes care of it so wonderfully.

So, Ridwan so contemplated the verse of the Chair he often read.

"God, there is no God (who deserves to be worshipped) but Him. The one who lives eternally and continuously takes care of (his being). Not sleepy and never sleep. To Him belongs whatever is in the heavens and the earth. No one can intercede on the side of God without his permission. Allah knows all that is before them and behind them, and they know nothing of the knowledge of Allah except what He wills. The seat of God covers the heavens and the earth. And Allah is not heavy in keeping them both, and Allah is high, great."

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