BROMOCORAS
Bro Sobri's...!

The night unfolds endless darkness. The fierce wind pounding the leaf leaves made her dance gracefully. There was a chill stroking the drooping bodies.

In the dark covered with a large tree trunk, Hexa seemed to be sitting alone. His head rested on the trunk of the tree, while his view seemed empty. Sometimes I heard her heavy breathing.

In the silence wrapped in silence, his heart was muttering full of nationalities.

"Armel, hmmm, how is he now." He murmured in his heart.

"I can only hold you in prayer for your present happiness. Hopefully there are still angels peddling dreams for me to be able to greet you even in my mind. May the breath of my every yearning that has blurred the wind tonight, be able to infiltrate the veil of your room and defend you, whispering every inch of my longing. Ah, how long will you sit in my heart and refuse to go? I'm tired, Mel. Real tired. I am tired of all the joyousness of this false hope." Hexa began to straighten her body then lifted her body and stood up from her seat. A moment of staring at the dark above him, let out a long sigh and began to swing his legs away from his place.

"Remember God when life does not go your way. God has a better way for you. Pray, God hears you but be patient because God will answer your prayers at the right time. God always answers your prayers in three ways. First, straight away grant it. Second, postpone. Third, replace it with a better one for you." The sound of someone from behind another tree slightly startled Hexa and instantly stopped her steps.

Hexa turned her head, then smiled when she found Sobri leaning against one of the trees not far from her.

"When were you there?" Ask Hexa then.

"Staying and contemplating. There are two possibilities, a second regret of contemplation. Most of us are not grateful for what we already have, but we regret what we have not achieved. Looking on, as if that burden was just being inflicted on us." Sobri then walked up and leaned back on the tree trunk closer to Hexa.

"What are you talking about?" Sahut Sobri while smiling wryly.

"Whatever I'm talking about, it's not all true, but it doesn't hurt either. Someone is troubling your mind, right?" Guess Sobri then.

Hexa then returned smiling wryly, "Stop boasting and pretentious."

"It's up to you." Sobri again.

Hexa then leaned against the tree next to the tree where Sobri was leaning. Sobri grabs the cigarette, lights it up a stick, then offers the cigarette to Hexa, without hesitation Hexa grabs it and lights it up a stick.

"Do not just give thanks and thank God when things are going well, thank Him even when things are difficult. If God has given you a loaf of bread, thank God for not making you ask someone else for it." Sobri later said.

"So you think I'm asking for something because I received this cigarette of yours?" Hexa said, but after that he smoked a cigarette.

Sobri smiled, "Of course not. I offered it. God gave him through me. It was different when you asked for it from me. Understandable?"

Hexa smiled, "You've been here a long time?"

Sobri sighed, "There hasn't been half a year, but if you ask since when to join Guse, the answer will be a long time."

"You mean?" Asked Hexa slightly frowned.

"Even since I haven't existed, since I was a fetus, I've been with Guse." Sobri chuckled a little.

Hexa nodded, "Your parents serve this pesantren?" Ask Hexa guessing.

Sobri shook his head, "No, my father was just a man of gratitude and devoted himself to his angel by intending to be better."

Hexa nodded, "Is that right?"

"The human heart is like ice. Sometimes very hard but vulnerable to destruction. But if it melts, it'll be very soft." Sobri's law after that.

Hexa then nodded her head. "It makes sense." Said later.

"Thank God for giving you the test of life, because in doing so, God gives you the opportunity to change into a better human being." Said Sobri while sucking deep in his cigarette.

"You speak as if you knew what I had in mind. Stop being so ignorant!" Sahut Hexa's.

Sobri smiled wryly, "Sometimes the words he said were more honest than the words from the place where a word should come out." Said later.

Hexa did not say, she only then smoked the rest of her cigarettes.

"Just enjoy your solitude. Man's ways are sometimes limited and always stop with complaints, but once upon a time use God's ways, God has infinite ways." Sobri later said.

Hexa only smiled faintly, while Sobri started swinging her legs leaving Hexa alone at that spot.

"I don't really know your name, even though we met a few times." Said Hexa while looking at the departure of Sobri.

"Sobri." Sahut Sobri just slightly turned his head while throwing a smile and continued to step away.

"Okay, Bro Sobri." Hexa's voice slightly raised her voice.

"Thank you." His impression with a whirling voice.

Meanwhile in the other corner. Ajimukti is seen sitting alone with Manan. The coffee that Manan brought them had not once been shaved. The steam still seems to be steaming to pollinate the fragrant aroma of coffee.

Ajimukti does not directly answer. He only then slightly threw out his smile and raised his head.

"I'm sorry for that, Jik." Imbuh Manan's.

"Already, Nan. Maybe the way you're using isn't right, but you're not entirely wrong either." Sahut Ajimukti later.

"I just feel sick, Jik." Manan also.

"That's how our patience is tested, Nan. We sometimes act without thinking." Say Ajimukti afterwards.

Manan then just nodded.

"Yes, Nan. Maybe we shouldn't talk about that anymore." Say Ajimukti later.

"Actually I regret it afterwards, Jik. It's just..." Manan stopped his words.

Ajimukti smiled, "When, you should apologize, Nan. Trust me, we just need time." Sela Ajimukti.

"Hmmm, yes, Jik. Sorry for all my sassiness." Said Manan again.

"Already, Nan. It is very difficult to be patient, but wasting the reward of patience is worse. But you've already admitted the negligence on your ego is already very good, Nan. Stay away from spite, for spite eats the good deeds as fire eats firewood." Admit Adjimukti after that.

"Yes, Jik. Thanks for your understanding."

Ajimukti did not say, he only then grabbed his coffee glass, then took a sip.

"So I saw Kang Sobri seem to be out, Jik. Did he go to Mr. Dhe's house this night?" Ask Manan later.

"I don't know either, Nan. But it doesn't seem like we're going to Mr. Lek Prastowo's house, Nan." Sahut Ajimukti while putting back his coffee glass.

"Hmmm, Kang Sobri is amazing huh, Jik. In his silence was stored a myriad of hard-to-reach insights." Manan praised Sobri.

Ajimukti smiled, "You're right, Nan. Kang Sobri it in any case actually sak nduwurku adoh, Nan. But he never hump and show the advantages of it. He's so inferior, Nan. In addition, he is also a trustworthy person and especially very very Istiqomah." Ajimukti was no less praise Sobri.

"Yes, Jik. The question of how to Istiqomahan Kang Sobri is no doubt. I'm jealous sometimes, Jik. Envy with Kang Sobri's istiqomahan." Imbuh Manan later.

Ajimukti smiled, "Good, Nan. Envy in kindness and practice, it can build our spirit to flourish." Ajimukti timpal.

Manan just nodded.

"Al istiqoomatu Khoirun-min Alfi, Nan. Istiqomah is better than a thousand karomah." Imbuh Ajimukti.

Once again Manan nodded, "Yes, Jik. Although not so understanding. But I often hear that hadith."

"From the hadith of the Apostle, we can tell how extraordinary the power of istiqomah, Nan. How not, God gave to the one who istiqomah a thousand karomah, one karomah alone is terrible let alone a thousand karomah." Say Ajimukti later.

Manan laughed a little, "A thousand karomah yes already like the guardians of Allah, Jik." Said later.

"It could be, Nan. We often hear the sacred word karomah, something given to the guardians of God. Such is the power that Allah gives to the one who istiqomah. Let us consider how the people who are istiqomah, in various books are told about the people who are istiqomah, as told in the book Uqudullijain by Muhammad Almu’disanaz, Nan." Say Ajimukti afterwards.

"Where is that, Jik? Maybe I've heard it." Manan asked then a little curious.

"Actually this is no stranger, Nan. About a woman who had a hypocritical husband and she did everything from her words and deeds always by saying bismillah. So her husband said I had done something shameful, and he gave her a precious box of antiques and he told her to look after him. Then the wife put and keep the object somewhere and cover it so as not to be caught by others. However, because the basis of the husband is hypocritical, he neglects what he says aka disbelief. Yes, as we know, Nan. The sign of a hypocrite is disbelief when he promises, a lie when he says, a betrayal when he is entrusted with trust." Say Ajimukti later.

"Then next, Jik? I between remember it or not, but this story seems familiar, Jik." Manan Sahut after.

"In fact, this story is often told either by our teacher or while in the scientific assembly, Nan." Sahut Ajimukti as well.

"Hmmm, right, Jik. Seems like. And then, Jik?" Tanya Manan repeated her question.

"Yes, then the husband actually took the object that was stored by his wife without the knowledge of the wife and threw it into the well in his house. Then, the hypocritical husband looked for the box. So his wife came to the place of the object, as was the custom he did, he also read bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Well, here God's help comes down before he gets to that place, so Allah ordered the angel Gabriel of the United States to come down immediately and return the object to its original place, which was in the box requested by the husband. Subhanallah, by Allah's permission, it had returned when it was about to be taken, but it had gone into the deep well. So this hypocritical husband was astonished and astonished. And finally from that incident, he repented of his hypocrisy." Ajimukti continued.

"Hmmm, right, Jik. It seems that story is not foreign to me." Ajimukti

Ajimukti only then smiled.

But at the same time, from behind a tree not far from the terrace where Ajimukti and Manan were talking, a pair of eyes observed and listened carefully to Ajimukti and Manan's chatter.

Seriate...