BROMOCORAS
Kun Pariyan, Wa Laa Takun Pakisan!

This afternoon in the courtyard of Pondok Hidayah mosque.

Some santri look wiri hero, pondar mandir there are also among those who sit casually on the terrace of the mosque.

Ajimukti, Manan and Dullah are seen entering the courtyard of the mosque. They are also occasionally seen talking with faces that look serial.

"I really did not expect to be able to get together again with my old friend, Mas. It's right beyond my estimation." Say Dullah a moment later while continuing to walk.

"I was more unexpected, Lek Dul. It turns out this is a..." Sahut Manan pointed at Ajimukti and laughed.

Ajimukti just kept smiling, "Remember, Nan. Innamaa amruhuu idzaa..."

"Ayyaquula lahu kun..." Sahut Manan and Dullah look compact then the same laugh.

"After this we go straight to the hall what, Mas?" Ask Dullah then.

Ajimukti saw the clock in his hand.

"Oh yes soon qobla dzuhur study. Awkward to go back to the room. Let's just wait here." Ajimukti.

"Later Budi will teach you. It's good to feel." Manan Mumbled.

Ajimukti and Dullah throw one another a glance, "Kok relieved, Nan?" Ask Ajimukti later.

Manan smiled faintly, "At least I'm off the load, Jik. Cook yes just santri like I teach a..." Manan stopped his words.

Ajimukti bobbles his head, while embracing Manan's shoulders.

"Remember, Nan. Science does not always come from those whose knowledge is above ours. Sometimes science comes from those far below us. Even from the eyes of others despicable even though we can get knowledge. Because science doesn't choose who owns it and who it aims for." Say Ajimukti later.

"And again, Nan. As a man who knows, we should not once see what the giver of knowledge is like. You know for yourself a wise saying, undzur ma qoola wa la tandzur man qoola, look what someone says instead of who delivers." Ajimukti patted Manan's shoulder.

Manan just nodded at Ajimukti's words and the way of thinking of an actual Ajimukti.

"Continue practicing your science, Nan. Like the hope of Mr. Lek Anggoro. Even if it is only one word. Al 'ilman nafi'an bil'amalin, the science will benefit if practiced. It is free to have knowledge as high as a mountain if it is never practiced. Because science is not like the goods that if spread will be reduced, but instead our science will increase if we spread it." Ajimukti.

"That's right, Jik. Kyai Salim also often reminded him of that when he was still a sugeng." Manan sighed, "Kyai Salim always warned his courtesy including me at that time to continue to practice what we have got. The most frequent message he conveyed, wong died I would pedot ngamale, dudu amale. Kajobo telung perkoro, Anak sing sholeh sing gelem ndongakne wong tuanue, amal jariyah sing endi amal ilu migunani ing sak njerone kesaenan, yang, lan sis sing manfaati dening liyan (the person who has died will be cut off his charity, not his charity. Except for three things, a pious child who wishes to pray for his parents, a charity for which charity is useful in goodness, and knowledge that is beneficial to others)." Manan continued to remember Kyai's previous message.

Ajimukti smiled again. "Additional, Nan." Cut Ajimukti.

Manan looked towards Ajimukti. "What is that, Jik?"

"Kun pariyan, wa laa takun pakisan. Be like rice, not like fern." Ajimukti said with a smile.

Manan frowned. "meaning?" Ask curiously.

Ajimukti once again grabbed Manan's shoulder.

"You know rice?" Ask Ajimukti later.

Manan nodded.

"Fern tree?"

Manan nodded back.

"See the difference between the two. The rice stalks get older it gets more down. Unlike the fern tree which is getting older he will just continue to stick up not want to look down."

Once again Manan could only nod, he understood the meaning of the adage Ajimukti said.

"Mas, I'm going to the back first." Said Dullah suddenly cut Ajimukti's words.

"Yes, Lek. Don't take long." Sahut Ajimukti while laughing to see Dullah who is in a hurry seems to have been very cool.

While waiting for Dullah, Ajimukti looking for a bench to sit in the courtyard of the mosque.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Arriving from behind Ajimukti and Manan, the soft voice of a woman forced them to stop their steps and simultaneously turn their heads.

"Waa.wa'alaikumsalam..." Answer them compactly shortly after turning their heads.

"Ning Biba?" Manan then said.

Habiba just threw his smile at those who immediately showed his dimples.

"Where are you from, Kang Manan Kang Aji?" Ask Habiba later.

Manan suddenly frowned. "Do you know each other?" Ask later.

"Tempo day time Kang Aji is again the same as was introduced, Kang." Habiba said, "Oh yes, where is Kang Kang from?" Continue repeating the question.

"From the muters in the market, Ning." Sahut Manan fast, Ajimukti only imbue with a little smile

"Oh, buy what, Kang?" Habiba asked at a glance to see that they were not carrying what was in his hands.

"Emmm, that's anu, Ning." Manan looked nervous.

"Have a copy." Sahut Ajimukti fast.

"Yes coffee." Imbuh Manan's.

"Oh, just coffee?" Sahut Habiba flat.

"Where are you going?" Ask Manan later.

"You're looking for a snack at the front stall." Habiba said while pointing towards the mosque gate.

"Kok didn't tell mbak mbak khodam ndalem?" Manan.

"You guys have the wind, Kang."

Manan just nodded.

"I'm ahead of you, Kang. Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Habiba then said as he passed from before them.

"You're so familiar it looks like Mr. Kyai's daughter, Nan?" Ask Ajimukti a few moments later once Habiba looks away.

Manan did not immediately answer Ajimukti's question. Manan stepped towards a bench then sat down to follow Ajimukti next to him.

"When we were little and Kyai Aminudin was still a teacher at Pondok Hidayah. Ning Biba used to come with Kyai Aminudin here. Some santri Kyai Salim was indeed close to Ning Biba, including me." Manan then said.

"That's all?" Ask Ajimukti as if looking again.

"Yes, who knows there is..." Ajimukti stopped his speech.

Manan smiled, "Is there a relationship?" Ask Manan again.

"Maybe."

"Nothing."

Ajimukti nodded in understanding.

"Just..." Manan stopped his words. Ajimukti looked towards him.

"What is it?" Ask Ajimukti later.

"Because of Ning Biba, I had a little misunderstanding with Budi." Manan.

"God?" Ask Ajimukti. "That senior santri?" Further.

Manan nodded. Ajimukti frowned.

"Can we get to the Budi? What's wrong, Nan?" Ask Ajimukti as if interrogating.

"In short, Budi has a crush on Ning Biba. And yes..." Manan raised both of his hands, "You can guess by yourself." Further.

"Just think you're close to Ning Biba?" Ask Ajimukti guess.

"To be precise, cem-bu-ru." Manan slightly pressed his words.

Again Ajimukti frowned.

"Indeed Budi same Ning Biba already have a relationship or how?"

"Yes, not yet, Jik."

"Well, then why can you be jealous. Weird." Ajimukti bobbing head.

"Yes, because that was it. Ning Biba has a crush and doesn't want to have a rival." Manan was later.

Again Ajimukti is just a head bobble.

"Then after that?" Ask Ajimukti later.

Manan again raised both of his hands, "Nothing!"

Ajimukti just nodded. "Labile boy" he muttered.

Without them knowing a pair of eyes were observing their movements from the side of the mosque even since Habiba arrived to approach them. A sharp gaze and so illustrates the extreme dislike. Moments of snorting and hitting the wall where he was standing.

Masjid.

"Have, Lek?" Ask Ajimukti as soon as Dullah approached where they were sitting.

Dullah just grimaced, then joined the dudu next to Manan.

"So from the ablution place I saw a girl talking to you. Is that what his daughter Kyai Aminudin said?" Ask Dullah then.

"Habiba is his name, Lek. Santri here calls her Ning Biba." Ajimukti.

"Loh, you know what, Mas?" Ask Dullah while looking at Ajimukti.

Ajimukti only strained his lips and slightly raised his eyebrows.

"Cuantik is Pak Kyai's son." Praise Dullah.

Manan and Ajimukti laugh.

"Still know Lek Dul is the same clear one." Babe Manan.

"Don't get it wrong, Nan. Gini was also young. I was an idol too." Dullah laughed a little.

"Compense. Start getting cocky." Tempt Ajimukti while laughing.

"It's not arrogant, Mom. But it's a fact." Dullah laughed again.

"Book?" Goda Ajimukti.

Even Manan who heard could no longer hold back his laughter.

"Eh, but by the way. There's no candidate yet that's her Ning?" Ask Dullah a moment later.

Manan and Ajimukti looked at each other and laughed again.

"Why, Lek? A crush?" Seloroh Manan's.

"Awasn't telling me about Bulek Murti later, Lek." Ajimukti timpal.

"Huh, yeah not so. You're these. My cooking that has been bangkotan is still young leaves. Poor fellow who's still as fast as you."

Again Manan and Ajimukti could not help their laughter.

"Ask that, Lek. Same Manan has not." Ajimukti said again still slightly holding back his laughter.

Manan only stretched out his palms and slightly shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, that chance." Mumbled Dullah.

"What opportunity, Lek?" Ask Ajimukti while frowning.

"You want a pedekate, Lek Dul?" Imbuh Manan's.

"Kok me you know." Says Dullah, "Yes you are young. A handsome handsome man." Further.

Manan and Ajimukti throw one another a glance.

"Well, aren't you guys interested in that pretty girl?" Came on Dullah again.

The deg!!!

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