BROMOCORAS
Arya's Memories

Morning blind and even dawn has not fully shone in the past few years.

Mulatsih, a young widow who has not even two years left by her husband to return to Rahmatullah, seems to run in a hurry to a house after getting off the village transportation.

"Dik, Mr. Slamet....!" The thrill was still while running with his breathing starting to get irregular.

Hearing Mulatsih's cry, a woman came out from inside the house no less shocked.

"Mr Yu? What's wrong, Ms Yu?" Asked the woman who had just come out to hunt.

"Where's Ms Gitun, Where's Slamet?" Mulatsih asked with her irregular breathing.

"There's Ma'am Yu. Just got back from the mosque. What's wrong with Yu?" Ask the woman named Gitun later.

Hearing the crowd in front, the man named Slamet immediately followed to the front to see what was really happening.

"Mr Yu? What was? How it seems so crazy." Ask Slamet then.

"Ouch, Brother. Insight." Mulatsih said with a clear mimic.

"How about Yu? What's the matter exactly?" Tanya Slamet still did not understand what Mulatsih wanted to say in the morning blind.

"Aryan, Dik Slamet's. Aryan." Mulatsih said then he could no longer hold back his creak.

"Aryans? What's wrong with Arya, Ms. Yu. Try to calm down first, just talk about what's really going on with Arya?" Ask Slamet then.

Mulatsih took a seat, for a moment he took a deep breath, after feeling calm, he spoke again.

"Aryan, Dik Slamet's. Arya desperately goes to Jogja looking for her Kang Mas." Mulatsih said later.

"Arya to Jogja, Ms Yu?" Gitun who heard that immediately replied.

"Yes, Brother. That kid's so reckless." Sahut Mulatsih is still with as much as you like.

"Do I need to follow up, Ms Yu?" Slamet's proposal later.

"This Arya just left this. She didn't want to be followed before she met Kang Masnya." Mulatsih said while showing a piece of paper.

"That kid, stubborn, was just like the late Kang Mas." Said Slamet shaking his head.

"Then what should we do, Ms Yu?" Ask later.

"To be honest I'm worried, Mr. Slamet." Mulatsih.

Slamet sighed, "If Arya has been like this, it's best for Ms. Yu to let go. After all, we all know how the character of the child since childhood. And again,. It is no foreign place to him. Arya used to go there with her friends." Said Slamet trying to calm Mulatsih.

"Yes, Brother. I think so too. But he usually goes there because he comes to the Sholawat Assembly. But now it's different, brother." Mulatsih said afterwards.

"That's it, Ms. Yu. Much the same. I'm sure Arya has memorized the ins and outs there rather than us." Slamet again reassured Mulatsih.

"Or what if I ask for help from Dik Suko, Ms Yu?" Gitun's proposal later.

"Kang Suko?" Mulatsih looked to be frowning.

"Yes, Ms. Yu. My sister-in-law is often a wiri hero to Jogja. Well, he wanted to help keep an eye on Arya while she was there. Later let me talk to Dik Suko." Gitun said later.

"Yes, Ms. Yu. Kang Suko is very familiar with Jogja, and again the person where, so it's easy for Kang Suko to keep an eye on Arya." Slamet Imbuh.

"All right then. The most important thing is I know Arya's situation there, brother. I'm asking for help." Sahut Mulatsih later.

After talking for quite a while and Mulatsih already felt calmer. He soon returned to his home.

"You'd better call Kang Suko immediately, ma'am." Slamet said after Mulatsih passed.

Yes, Sir. I also want to know Ari." Sahut Gitun later.

Slamet just smiled.

"If you think, between Arya and Ari it's the same character, sir. Same stubborn and reckless. I suddenly thought of Ari too, sir. How about you sir him now." Gumam Gitun later.

"Well, let's just pray, Mom. I have never met Ari. Also know from the photo that Kang Suko showed. But what you're feeling, I know very well, Mom." Sahut Slamet.

Meanwhile, a few hours after that.

Arya who just arrived in Jogja looks dizzy looking for the address in her car. Several times he asked people he met on the street to look for directions to the address.

Now, Arya was already in front of a gate with a signboard as shown on the paper she carried.

"Ah, this is true. The Salafid Pesantren Pondok Fadhlun Muthoriq. Hmmm..." Arya muttered later.

"But I'm hungry. I did not have time to leave for breakfast. I'd better find breakfast first while looking for information about Kang Mas." Arya muttered once again while letting her gaze look for food stalls around where she stands today.

Before long, he also saw there was a food stall not far from where he was at this time.

"Ah, there it is. I'd better have breakfast there first." Arya immediately set her foot towards the food stall.

After ordering the menu, he looked for an empty seat. Because the place was crowded, he was confused to find a seat.

"Sit here, good light." A man shouted at Arya.

Arya who felt called immediately towards that empty table..

"It's empty, sir?" Arya asked the man later.

"Yes, empty. Monggo sit!" Sahut the man while enjoying the soto in front of him.

"Thank you, sir." Arya said so then she immediately sat down next to the man.

"Looks like you're not a kid here, are you?" Ask the man to Arya.

"Yes, Sir. I'm from Malang." Aryan Sahut.

"Life, far. Keep you here no need what and equally who, Cah Good?" Ask the man later.

"Oh, vacation."

"You just graduated Junior High?" Ask the man again.

Arya slightly turned towards the man next to her, "Yes, sir. How do you know?" Arya asked in astonishment.

The man just laughed, "If I see you, you're still the same age as my son." Said the man.

"Oh, my son also just graduated from Junior High this year?" Ask Arya.

"Yes. My son, his son Bu Nyai pesantren also just graduated Junior High School." Said the man later.

"Oh, that's a boarding school, sir?" Arya asked pretending not to know.

"Yes, my house is behind that pesantren." The man then.

"Boy father too?" Ask Arya again after that.

"Yes, the boy's father." The man's heart.

"If his son had the pesantren? Also a man, sir?" Arya asked started to investigate.

The man nodded as he sipped his coffee, "Yes. And he's the successor to that pesantren as well."

Hearing that Arya nodded her head.

"You want to continue SMA or SMK, Cah Bagus?" Ask the man later.

Arya slightly smiled embarrassedly, "Not yet to know, sir. There's no view yet." Legally.

"Why not just go to school." He said to Arya.

Arya smiled, "I want so, sir. But I can't pay. What kind of father is nyantri in the pesantren?" Ask Arya later.

"Yes, he's there. From still Kindergarten I ngabdi family in the pesantren." The man then.

"Well, that means this father is also smart naji dong? Must be the same science as Pak Kyai, sir?" Arya asked plainly.

At Arya's praise, the man laughed, "Equivalent? Yes far away, Good. Kyai here his knowledge is far above mine. I don't have anything. It's just..." The man stopped his words.

"What's all, sir?" Arya asked curiously.

"Sir Kyai is dead, Cah Bagus. So inevitably his son who will later continue the pesantren." He said a little heavy.

Arya only then nodded even though she already knew that.

"The son of Mr. Kyai, right said the father was still Junior High School, then now who holds the boarding school, sir?" Ask Arya later.

The man smiled, "Get hold of Nyai. Bu Nyai his knowledge is also not inferior to Pak Kyai. Yes, while waiting for Gus nyantri finish and quite able to pass this pesantren." Said the man.

"The son of Mr. Kyai nyantri in this pesantren as well, sir?" Arya asked again more and more.

"No, Good Cah. Gus nyantri in Rembang. Just a few days ago, budalan." The man's heart.

Heard that what he was looking for was no longer living in this city. Arya looked a little disappointed. It was just that he did not brightly show it to the man next to him.

"There's no harm in nyantri, Cah Bagus. In addition to the science of learning, in the pesantren you can also learn the science of urip nglakoni." Said the man after a while.

Arya just nodded listening.

"You go to public school, religious science is only a few percent. Yes, basic knowledge. But if you are a nyantri, you can fully know the religion, know the inside out. Of the few percent of religious knowledge taught in public schools is clearly not enough for the provision of life, Cah Bagus. Meanwhile, life needs a strong supply, put religion is the foundation. The foundation must be strong so that the building is also strong. General knowledge only applies in school. Yes, although there are those who really can use it but it's not how much, only some can use it, the rest is just a graduation badge on a piece of paper." Said the man later.

"Thank you for the advice, sir. Maybe I'll think about this father's advice, but I'll have to go with my mother first, sir." Sahut Arya later.

"Restu, the old man's pleasure is necessary, Cah Bagus. But, parents who really love their children, should be able to release their children to pursue the real science. Many parents choose to send their children to public schools rather than pesantren. The reason is clear, the parents are afraid their children are not what. They fear their children have no future. But they forget, the parents forget that the true future is the hereafter. They are afraid that their children will be okay, but they are not afraid that their children will not survive the afterlife. If the problem is not what, it depends on the actual effort. While there is still a will there must be a way, and parents can still support. But if it's the afterlife of a poor child, what can parents do? The nulung? Free, Good Cah. Not a few, children end up being successful people but eventually forget about their parents, choose to hire a nurse, not even infrequently being input into a nursing home. But if the child is a graduate of pesantren, automatically the child has provisions, ora will rem karo wong tuane, because it has the knowledge. And even when his parents are dead, his knowledge is still useful and can save his parents." Dullah added.

Arya nodded, "One more time thank you, sir. It's very useful what you're saying."

Dullah only then smiled, "Yasah, Cah Bagus. That was his breakfast at first. It's not good to be cold." Said the man glancing at the bowl of soto in front of Arya.

"Yes, sir." Sahut Arya while starting to stir soto in the bowl.

"I'll excuse you, then, Cah Nice." Said the man while standing from his seat.

"Wait a minute, sir! If you can tell whose father's name is?" Ask Arya later.

The man smiled, "Abdullah. But santri here used to call me Lek Dul. You can also call me Lek Dul. What's your name, Cah Bagus?" Ask the man named Dullah afterwards.

"I'm Arya, sir. Arya Astina's son." Sahut Arya later.

"Your name is good. Your behavior is good too. Horn action. Upload upload. Way talk. Hopefully that majesty the more you increase yes, Cah Bagus." Said Dullah later.

"Yes, sir."

"Oh yeah, I'm sorry. Oh, yeah, I'll pay you the sotos." Said Dullah as he walked by.

"No need, sir. I'm afraid of trouble." Arya's law holds back.

"It has. Rejeki not to be rejected. Consider it our introduction. And again, you're my child's age. Yeah so it's like my son too." Said Dullah with a smile.

"Then thank you, sir. Hopefully I can get back at it." Aryan.

"I didn't expect it, Arya. I just wish I had said that. Bring yourself as good as your name." Said Dullah again throw a smile and after it really passed out of the stall left Arya.

Arya was still staring at Dullah's departure. In his heart he felt lucky to be able to get acquainted with a person like Dullah.

"Share yourself as good as the name. Hmmm, God willing I will fulfill that, sir. With my first teacher. I promised myself to live up to that wish." Arya muttered while turning her gaze back.

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