BROMOCORAS
Secret of the Heart

The sky above is completely blackened. The dark is completely devoured in every corner of the yard. No moon hanging adorning night concentration. There are only a few fireflies that sometimes alight on the flowers of Soka Java which thrives into a fence between the road and the yard of the house, then after flying back.

Only eight o'clock at night, but the road in front of the house has been seen to be stretchy, only occasionally there are vehicles that pass, it can also be counted fingers. The rest, there will only be silence and make clear the sound of frogs linking to each other with crickets whining.

On the porch of the house, under a fluorescent lamp that is not so bright, a girl was sitting alone on a wicker chair. Sometimes he sees the left right.

Not far from where he sat, on the terrace of the house next to the empty yard overgrown with a few cassava trees and long beans, there was a person sitting aloof just like him. Several times there was smoke billowing, it was seen from the bias of the light on the porch of the house next door.

Only occasionally did the girl notice the next door neighbor, after which her gaze again ran wild, watching the frog children who jumped alternately between the donkey flowers and the water girlfriend who also thrived in her yard.

The girl now raises her legs up on the chair and hides them behind the long skirt she wears. Close the jacket that he did not button from the beginning and his hands began to hold each other. The occasional night wind was slowly making him feel a little cold.

"Bok ya go in if it's cold outside, Nduk." Reprimanded a middle-aged man who was now standing at the door.

The girl turned to the origin of the voice, "Ah, that's just a surprise for Habiba."

The man, Kyai Aminudin, now walked up to Habiba and immediately sat down next to Habiba.

"What are these nights out there alone?" Ask Kyai Aminudin later.

"Nothing, Bah. Habiba just wants to enjoy the night air. While it's not raining, Bah. Because these few days it's raining all night." Sahut Habiba later.

"Hmmm, young people do sometimes have different sensations from people who are old like this Abah." Kyai Aminudin muttered later.

Hearing that Habiba just smiled, "Umi has she slept, Bah?" Ask later.

"Yet. It still looks at the tv. If the remote is the same umi you have definitely changed Chanel to soap operas. I don't know your mother's favorite, Nduk Nduk." Gerrutu Kyai Aminudin later.

Hearing his brother grumble like that, Habiba only seemed to hold back his laughter. He knows very well how uminya, Nyai Sarah, if it's been watching his favorite soap opera. His brother, Kyai Aminudin, who preferred to see the news in the end, would only succumb.

"Oh, yes, did Ajimukti contact you again, Nduk?" Ask Kyai Aminudin later.

Getting a question about Ajimukti, a little made Habiba misbehave this time. He also slightly upheld his seat. Then then shook his head, "Not yet, Bah."

"How is the boy now? Is it so busy that there is no time to contact you?" Kyai Aminudin murmured again.

"Thank God, he's healthy, Bah. Although we did not communicate with each other, but Ning Afis, his sister Gus Aufa often gave news there with Habiba, Bah. So Habiba was never the slightest bit worried about that, Bah." Sahut Habiba later.

"Well, Abah understands, Nduk. You have your own way of exchanging news. And Abah won't interfere too much. Abah's too scared, Nduk. Afraid that Abah took the wrong step as he had." Kyai Aminudin said with a heavy sigh.

Habiba only then fell silent.

"Moreover what is now heart-related, Nduk. The heart is very vulnerable. Vulnerable wavering, vulnerable to pain is also vulnerable to even trivial things." Imbuh Kyai Aminudin.

"Yes, Bah. Just calm down." Sahut Habiba calms the mind of Kyai Aminudin who seems to think very well about the relationship between Habiba and Ajimukti.

"Father wants a little story, Nduk. If you're not sleepy." Kyai Aminudin said later, as if to shift the topic of his conversation with Habiba.

Habiba immediately frowned with the sudden change of his brother.

"News, Bah? What story?" Habiba asked a little astonished.

"Then, when Abah nyantri, Nduk. Abah once got a message from Kyai's Abah. Well, Gini-gini Abah also never really absorbed science, Nduk."

Hearing the end of his brother's words, Habiba only laughed lightly. He felt, lately, the character of his brother was a little more happy to joke. It was very different from his brother whom he had always known.

"What's Abah's Kyai Debris, Bah?" Ask later.

"On the heart, Nduk."

"Day, Bah?" Ask Habiba astonishment. His forehead again looked wrinkled.

"Well, right. Hearts. You know the heart, don't you, Nduk?" Ask Habiba later.

Habiba nodded, "Yes, Bah. Knows. Then what's that heart talk about, Bah?"

"Come here? Abah ask first. What do you think the heart is called, Nduk?"

Having found such a question, Habiba was silent for a moment. He is worried, this question is a question that must be answered or just a lure.

"Why silence, Nduk? Come on, what do you think the heart is" asked Habiba once again.

"Emmm, heart huh, Bah? Yes, if according to Habiba the heart is the self-shaft of every human, Bah. Main machine on human self. And although the physical form of the heart is only a lump of flesh, but as in the hadith of Bukhari, Bah. If a lump of flesh is good, it will be good for the whole human body, and if a lump of flesh is bad, it will be bad for the whole human body." Answer habiba later.

"That's right, Nduk."

"But do you know anything else about the heart?" Ask Kyai Aminudin later.

Habiba shook his head, "No, Bah."

"Well, first, Nduk. Abah was once in the same Kyai Kyai and Abah. Apparently, Nduk. In the treasures of Islamic knowledge, there are twenty kinds of human heart properties mentioned in the Qur’anul Karim." Kyai Amudin.

"Heirty natures of heart, Bah?" Ask Habiba who is now sitting more towards his Abah.

"Yes, twenty natures of the heart, Nduk. And all of it is in the Qur'an." Kyai Aminudin.

"Then, what are the twenty natures of the heart, Bah?" Ask Habiba later.

"The first nature of heart is in the Qur'an of the letter of the Assy Syuara verse to the eighty-ninth verse, Nduk. The nature of the heart, the heart of Salim, is safe and holy. It is a sincere and empty heart of kufr, hypocrisy, and filth." Terang Kyai Aminudin then began to tell about his Kyai dish first.

"Then, Bah?"

"The second, the heart of Munib, which is always inabah.  It is the heart that always returns, and the tazkiyah repents to Allah, always doing His commandments. That is according to the letter of Qaff verse thirty-third, Nduk. Then the third, the heart of Mukhbit, is submissive. It is a heart that is always obedient, humble and quiet. Regarding this heart of the Mukhbit, it is in the Qur'an of the letter of Al Hajj the fifty-fourth verse, Nduk." Kyai Aminudin.

Habiba nodded in understanding, his brain began to record his brother's explanation.

"Then to the four, the heart of Wajal, which trembled. It is the heart that is always afraid, if it does not do the commandment and does not survive the punishment. It is in the letter of Al Mukminun the sixtyth verse. Then the fifth, the heart of Taqiy, the one who fears. It is the heart that always glorifies the Shiaar Allah SWT. It is just like the heart of Mukhbit, described in the letter of Al Hajj only the verse is different, that is, the thirty-second verse. The sixth, the heart of the Mahdiy, who is guided. A heart that is always pleased with the destiny of God, and surrendered to His cause. It is in the letter of At Taghabun the eleventh verse. Which to..."

"Seven, Bah..."

"Yes, the seventh, the heart of Muthmainnah, the quiet. A heart that is always fixed with the oneness of God and continues to ponder. It is found in the twenty-eighth verse of Ar Ra'ad, Nduk. Then the eighth, the heart of the Hayyu, the living. That is the heart that is completely separate from all the events experienced by humans. This is also described in the letter of Qaaff in the thirty-seventh verse. Then the ninth, the heart of Maridh, is sick. That is the heart affected by diseases such as doubt, hypocrisy, in which there is inspiration for longitude, pushing to orgasm. This is in the thirty-second verse of the letter of Ahzab. Then the tenth, the heart of A'maa, was blind. It is the heart that cannot see the truth, and the ibrah of its holiness."   This is also in the letter of Al-Hajj but in the forty-sixth verse." Obviously Kyai Aminudin while remembering and managing his breath.

Cold air is getting carried away by the wind that sometimes feels as breezy. Make Habiba occasionally have to change his sitting position while listening to his Abah's dish.

"Then the eleventh until both recover, Bah?" Ask her then to her brother.

"Attent, Nduk. This is Abah while remembering. Because all of this is in the Qur'an, fear Abah misremembered the letter and the verse." Kyai Aminudin.

"Yes, Bah. Sorry sorry."

For a moment Kyai Aminudin sighed before continuing his story.

"The eleventh is the heart of Lahiy, the inattentive. It means a heart that is always inattentive to the Quran. Always lulled, busy with the world and its evil. It is as implied in the letter of Al Anbiya the third verse. Then the twelfth, the heart of Atsim, the sinner. It is the heart that hides testimony to the truth. This corresponds to the letter of Al Baqarah verse two hundred and eighty-three. The thirteenth, the heart of Mutakabbir, the proud. A heart that does not want to deny Allah and obey Him. Many committed injustice and hostility. It is in Ghafir's letter the thirty-fifth verse. Furthermore, his fourteenth, the heart of the Ghalidh, the rough. It is a heart that is deprived of empathy and pity for others. It is in the letter of Ali 'Imran a hundred and fifty-nine verse. Then the fifteenth, the Heart of the Makhtum, is locked. A heart that hears advice, but does not take advice. This kind of heart is in the letter of Al Jatsiyah verse twenty-third."

"Next his sixteen, the heart of Qaasiy, the heart of hard. A vain heart, having no tenderness for faith and never a threat, and turning from remembrance to God. This type is in the thirteenth verse of the letter Al Maaidah. Furthermore, the seventeenth, the heart of the Ghafil, the Lalai. The one who does not think, prefers his lust, rather than his obedience. This type is contained in the letter of Al-Kahfi verse twenty-eight. The eighteenth, the heart of the Aghlaf, the disgusted, the closed heart, does not take counsel. It is in Al Baqarah verse eighty-eight. Yag nineteenth, the heart of which is Zaa-igh, which is oblique. Which always leaned towards other than the truth. It's in Ali' Imran the seventh verse. Then the last one, which is often possessed by man, is the heart of Muriib, which is always doubtful, mamang, which has no certainty, and always wavers. This last type is in the letter At Taubah verse to forty-five."

"Well, Abah, Habiba salutes Abah. Abah can memorize it out of his head." Puji Habiba later.

"Well, because it is a wejangan which according to Abah other than the other, Nduk. Well, even Abah was nyantri because he really wanted to do science. In the end, Abah could not control his own heart. And, well... As you know. How Abah got tangled." Kyai Aminudin.

"Already, Bah. The past let it pass. Don't keep remembering. The most important thing now. Habiba is very happy with Abah now. Here Abah can really transmit Abah's science."

Kyai Aminudin only then nodded his head.

"It's getting late. You don't intend to enter, Nduk?" Ask later.

"Go in first if you want to come in. Habiba still wants to be here first, Bah." Habiba Sahut.

"Hmmm, you've just seen Abah already njingkrang njingkrung cold so really." The Goda Kyai Aminudin.

Habiba just then smiled shyly, "Yes anyway, Bah. But it's okay, Abah just come in if you want to rest."

"Hmmm..." Kyai Aminudin only then muttered. Just slightly straightened his body, his gaze then turned to the house not far from him.

"That's on the porch of Mr. Slamet's house, looks like there's someone to, Nduk?" Ask Kyai Aminudin later.

"Yes, Bah. It looks like Kang Ari. Her son is Bu Dhe Gitun from her former husband, Bah." Sahut Habiba who then helped set his eyes to the next house.

"The young man with the same tattoo pierced?" Ask Kyai Aminudin later.

"Yes, Bah. But even so he's already repentant now, Bah. He is also a good friend of Gus Aufa."

"Well, Abah knows. That's what Abah doesn't think of Ajimukti." Kyai Aminudin muttered later.

Habiba slightly frowned, "Not minded how, Bah!"

"His ability that not everyone can. Even Abah's age now Abah has to follow it." Kyai Aminudin.

"I mean Abah?" Ask Habiba who still does not understand the meaning of Aminudin's words.

"The boy, can embrace all circles. From which it already has a ngalim background, from which only kabangan Islam, from the ndugal though. Everything can be embraced." For the first time Kyai Aminudin seemed earnest from the heart praising Ajimukti.

Hearing that, something rippled on Habiba's day. Secretly, he could only hold back his smile.

"Yes, Nduk. If you still want to be here. Come on in first." Kyai Aminudin said as he stood up and stepped into his house again leaving Habiba on the porch of the house alone.

Seriate...