Ayunda Shaharani
Feels at the Crossroads

The sound of the Maghrib chanting made Ayunda aware, as soon as possible he rose to clean himself, ablaze and prepare to teach at Ponpes al-hikam.

It was Ponpes al-hikam,

Ayunda spent three precious years with the little santri there. It was from them that Ayunda learned the true meaning of happiness. From them, Ayunda did not know the word slumped after the test after the test that must be obtained.

Smiles, laughter, the spirit of their learning the little santri moved his heart to live his life with full of laughter, smiles and spirit of learning. Because by wanting to learn we will be more open heart and mind.

As usual Ustadzah Ayunda always received a warm welcome from the children's students. So the teaching and learning activities took place at night with the sparkling stars illuminated by the moonlight.Their smile, their laughter, and the spirit of their learning the little santri was always able to arouse the heart of Ayunda. To stay strong in living life with a smile, a laugh, and a spirit of learning. Learning will make your mind and heart more open.

As usual Ustadzah Ayunda always received a warm welcome from the children's students. So, the teaching-learning activity took place at night with the sparkling stars illuminated by the moonlight.

If Ayunda is sharing knowledge and happiness with the children in Ponpes al-hikam, that afternoon in a boarding house or rather in the residence of the parents of Ustadz Habib, the, there was little debate back between the two parents of Ustadz Habib.

“Bah, Mommy will never be meridhoi if Zydan must hold the family company, Bah. Let the company be led by someone else. Mother means a confidant of Mr. Tedi in the family heritage company Abah. Don't Zydan Bah! Zydan is the successor to our pesantren Bah.”

“Mother, please don't insist like this!”

“Kok Mommy who insists on Bah anyway? Abah's not gonna insist on getting Zydan to lead the company. Because from childhood we have printed Zydan as the successor to this pesantren, Bah. Not the successor to the company” firmly Ustadz Habib's mother still continues,“and Abah remembers the message of his grandmother Zydan right, that Zydan is the future who should be the successor to this pesantren, he said, Zydan should devote himself to his Abah family pesantren not his Abah family company.”

With a breath of breath holding her chest Ustadz Habib's mother told her husband. While Abah is only able to remain silent because in reality it is so. That is the message from his mother before facing the presence of Allah SWT.

For a moment Abah turned away wanting to leave and did not continue the debate between him and his wife. But hearing that something had fallen made Abah cancel her intention to leave, and Abah immediately panicked when she saw her wife breathing heavily while holding her chest, and fainted immediately. Abah also shouted for help and it did not take long for the students to come to carry the Bu Nyai Ponpes into the car.

Abah and his daughter, Ustadz Habib's sister, are still waiting for their beloved and dearest woman. However, the doctor needs serious treatment because the asthma suffered is actually long enough but only known and taken to the hospital.

The unexpected and sad face was felt by Abah and the younger brother of Ustadz Habib at this time.

Ustadz Habib is currently paying Mr. Kyai Ali to go home for a while. Ask about him who should replace Mr. Tedi in the family company that became the life support of his Abah santri.

After an hour's drive, Ustadz Habib arrived at his parents' residence. There the santri already lined up and stood up neatly to welcome the arrival of the crown prince from the pesantren where they studied and deepened their religious knowledge.

With a friendly smile Ustadz Habib greeted the greetings of the students. Ustadz Habib went to Abah and his mother. Looking for the figure of the two parents he wanted to meet, also greatly missed by him.

For a long time Ustadz Habib searched the corners of the room, but there was no sign of Abah and his mother. She went to her sister's room, Syahla Khoirun Nisa. His sister's room was soft enough, but there was no reply at all. Until one of the students who stayed at Abah and Umminya residence told that everyone was going to the hospital because Bu Nyai (Ustadz Habib's Mother) was sick.

Ustadz Habib was shocked to hear the news, not only yesterday his mother met him in Ma’had? Had an argument with him anyway, then why tonight he had to hear the news of his mother who was sick? Without a long wait Ustadz Habib immediately drove his car to go to the hospital where his mother was treated.

At the hospital located in the city of M, Ustadz Habib quickly stepped into the room IGD approached Syahla sister who looked so anxious to see the condition of their loved ones and loved ones.

“Syahla what happened to Mommy?” asked Ustadz Habib so worried

“Mother affected by asthma Mas, said the doctor needs serious treatment because it was late known and late brought to the hospital.”

“Astaghfirullah, how can Mother be silent when she feels the pain she is suffering? Should have felt when it must be taken immediately.” Ustadz Habib felt guilty because yesterday he had denied his mother.

Hour after hour kept going, but Ustadz Habib's mother was still unconscious. Now Abah began to speak four eyes to his son.

“Zydan Huseein Habibi my son, you see your mother's current condition, Nak”

Ustadz Habib nodded. Inwardly feel guilty and sad for the condition of his Mother.

“Actually, this is all happening because your mother is thinking too much about Abah's plans that will make you a CEO in a family heritage company, though the will of your grandmother you are the successor to the pesantren family legacy Abah is not the company we have. So, Zydan we better cancel that plan. To replace Mr. Tedi can be replaced by others who are competent and honest do not have to be you. And Abah will talk it back to Mr. Tedi, God willing he will agree.”

Ustadz Habib rubbed his face rough. He wanted to be angry but free. All has become the line of God he was created as the son of Kyai a big hut with a big enough rule too. He was very grateful to be among pesantren so he was very familiar with various kinds of religious sciences from the common to the main.

But it turns out to be part of the family of pesantren there are some rules that he can not deny at all even though the heart really wants to deny it. Back again that every thing actually has its own impact.

After a serious discussion with Abah, his mother was declared unconscious. They soon met the woman.

Women who usually always look fashionable, neat while still displaying the style of pesantrennya and so Istiqomah in memurojaah Al-Qur’an, now he can only lie weak with blue clothes wrapped in his body.

Tears just escaped in the netra Ustadz Habib who could not bear to see the condition of his mother.

“Change, Syahla ... Mother where?” his question sounded so weak

“Mother, take a break first! Now Mother again in hospital”

“Mother is sick? Asthma relapses?”

Shahla nodded and Abah, who could not bear to speak, spoke again.

“Mother, why do Mother keep this Mother's disease secret to all of us?”

“Mothers don't want you to worry. That's it”

“Zydan you are here too?”

Ustadz Habib entered after the Mother called him Zydan.

“Iya Mother. Mother get well soon! Zydan wants Mommy to be healthy again”

“What Mother wants from Zydan, Zydan will fulfill it all Mother. Whatever it is, as long as Mommy has to promise Zydan, Mommy must be healed and healthy again”

“Zydan, are you sure that whatever you ask of you, you will follow? Whom is it?”

Ustadz Habib nodded, closing his eyes as a sign that he was very sure and serious about his words.

Ustadz Habib's mother reached out her hand to hold his son's hand and said,

“Zydan, you become Zydan who is now known as Ustadz Habib do not need you to be Mr. Zydan CEO of PT. Zydan group”

“Iya Mommy, Zydan will not accept Abah's request. Zydan will cancel. Zydan will continue to serve in Ma’had Pak Kyai Ali”

“Your devotion is over Zydan, marry Nak! Mother wants to pet grandchildren”

“Iya Mother, Zydan will marry”

A smile flashed on the face of the woman called Mother by Ustadz Habib,

“With a woman of choice Mother?”

Ustadz Habib once again nodded and closed his eyes as a sign of his agreement and seriousness.

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