Betting Love Above Destiny
71 About Arafka

"if you will respect me, it is only because I am his son. I was ashamed of myself, "Arafka said with a flat expression, no more impression of the hospitality he had shown, which indicates that he is really unhappy with the way his friends who now want to pay him more respect as well as to the kyai sons in other Alhasyimi.

Just to tell the story, in some salaf schools in East Java, wa-bilk especially in Jember, the courtesy of a santri towards kyainya is indeed very put forward.how they talk about kyai, kyai, the way they stand or sit when in front of him, also how to walk and so on, all there is their own order that cannot be passed. And that applies not only to the character of kyai, but also to his sons, his wife and other family members. This attitude and way of respect is what is rejected by Arafka, because he felt he was not worthy enough to get all that, despite being born as the youngest son of shaykhona.

"Even such a point of view, Mas Rafka, is not owned by all the kyai sons in Alhasyimi." Zaskia also conveyed her voice and judgment. "I dare to say this, because I know for myself. There are even some who proudly, clap their chests saying this is my aba, this is my ummi, whereas in itself there is nothing to be proud of" said the girl, related to some things and the judgment he got from some of his other relatives, who are the sons of kyai members of the masayikh Alhasyimi council.

Such a phenomenon is certainly rife, and in various lines, how many people still boast of blood offspring, as a child of whom, and whose son. many still proudly show this to my father and mother, instead of patting her own chest and saying, This is me. And Arafka was not included in this class, evidently he refused hard all his friends who wanted to pay more tribute to the handsome young man.

"Mas Rafka was not raised by shaykhona, did not live with him since childhood, but Mas Rafka inherited his very humble nature. Mas Rafka values everyone in the context of his humanity, not because of this and that. Maybe not all of us here have that kind of personality. What's wrong if we respect Rafka's mas now, especially after we find out, who the real thing is." Zaskia elaborated all her conclusions and opinions while shedding tears.

How deeply moved he was by the beautiful person of Arafka, a person who seemed to inherit the purity of his brother. Although it is true what Arafka said earlier, that the holiness and glory before God are not revealed, or are not inherited.

"True, the more Mas Rafka forbade us to honor you for that reason" said ustad widad "the more we know, if you deserve to be respected. Here we do not want to cult the tradition of honoring the kyai sons, as if the kyai, but we just do not want to be wrong. Moreover, we know Mas Rafka very well during this time. Jennengan has a person who deserves to be respected, not just because jennengan is the son of our teacher."

"Hasn't we been living with mutual respect all this time, Mom, is there anything that's lacking in that?" Rhetoris Arafka, who made a moment of silence, had no answer. Till,

"Yes, but it's only limited among friends, Mas Rafka," replied Fadil.

"What does that mean, I don't want the legion to be friends with me?" arafka asked quickly while looking at them fixedly.

"Even an honor, Mas Rafka, we can be friends with the jennengan," Widad said quickly.

"Then, act as usual with me. That, if all smeans still deign to be my friend," said Arafka quickly, and the young man immediately stepped towards the sofa. He grabbed his phone and laptop on the table. "It's night, rest." He said so with a look towards Meidina Shafa who was then also seen looking at him.

The girl did not answer, only lowered her gaze.

"Is there anything left unfinished, Mom?" ask Arafka. I don't know which question is specific to whom. In sight, the young man swept a glance towards everything, alternately.

"Mas Rafka, at least let us keep calling jennengan like this." Fadil appears to be vocal, representing the others.

Arafka sighed, for him this was too heavy, even if it was just a call. Call for a son of Kyai. For Arafka this remains a heavy burden that he must bear. "It is hard for me to accept even the smallest thing from the frills as the son of kyai. Because I still don't deserve to be called a kyai child" he said in a deep tone and a nearly quivering voice. There must be something deep that has been felt, that has never been told.

"My past was very black, very bad," he said again, accompanied by heavy breathing many times.

The handsome young man then again chose to sit on the chair he had originally intended to leave. "For twenty-one years, I spent time in my life in vain. Life is only for the sake of blasphemy and not knowing religion." The young man said with a heavy tone.

It seemed like the handsome young man was starting to want to open up his life about his past, things he had never talked about, and even had him buried deeply, and only one thing remained, it is a lesson he has learned in life to achieve the future.

And all listened carefully to his words.

Raised in a very wealthy family. There is almost nothing that cannot be obtained. His life is full of luxury. Everything you want, everything is done easily. Let alone what he asked for, which he only talked about, his father and his mother soon realized.

Not only that, in the academic field, he always gets good grades, although not diligent in attending lessons. Always able to enter favourit school even though there is no need to take the selection exam. Arafka is a smart child, but luxury has shirked him from many things, especially school and learning.

Moreover, both parents are equally busy pursuing their respective careers, they filled their sons with complete facilities, but forgot to teach Arafka the very basic thing, namely religion. Though the mother had felt the pleasure of being a devout Muslim when she was the wife of Kh Abdullah Umar Hashim. However, it seems that the busyness of the world and popularity has neglected everything.

"There was nothing else I thought about at that time except just having fun. Wasting money," he said with a bright view, as if to break the deadline that had been missed.