BROMOCORAS
Tolerances

"Where are you from?"

Habiba who had just entered the house jumped in shock when his brother arrived to sit on the living room sofa with a high voice and a pushy gaze.

Habiba seemed nervous, he answered, "A.anu, i. that is, Bah. Habibas...Habiba was just a road, emmm, around the pesantren."

Kyai Aminudin increasingly glared sharply towards Habiba, making Habiba's heart beat fast.

"Honest answer! Where are you from?" Kyai Aminudin now began to snap, his face flushed red.

"Mabi...Habiba cu.cuma road, Bah. Really!" Habiba was still stupefied when he returned to answer his brother's question.

"Who's the guy?" Kyai Aminudin's question sounded probing.

Habiba suddenly stiffened his mouth to move and it felt like his voice was stuck in his throat.

"This one asks! Just who you were!" Kyai Aminudin was heard again snapping, now his voice is more elevated.

Nyai Sarah who heard Kyai Aminudin's high voice, hurriedly rushed into the room.

"What's this, Bah?" Nyai Sarah asked, seeing Kyai Aminudin as if she was scolding Habiba.

"Already! Umi shut up! Abah is asking this child." Kyai Aminudin said in a high voice.

Nyai Sarah just snorted then immediately approached her daughter, "What's up, Nduk?" Ask Sarah to her daughter.

Habiba is still just glued in silence. He was downcast and seemed to be just playing the edge of his shirt. His body was trembling at this moment.

"Why silence? This man asked!" Kyai Aminudin snapped again with an increasingly sharp gaze towards Habiba.

Habiba sighed, then quietly finally replied, "Kang Aji, Bah."

Kyai Aminudin's eyes widened and smiled smirkingly, "Good, have you dared to go with a man who is not a mahram?"

"But, Bah?" Habiba started to rebel.

"But what? Whahuh? Huh uh?" Kyai Aminudin cut through Habiba's defense with his tall voice and sharp bulging eyes.

"Let your son talk first to, Bah!" Nyai Sarah spoke up again. He stroked Habiba's shoulder and told him to explain to his brother.

"Habiba and Kang Aji just happened to meet and ended up walking together while chatting. Is that wrong, Bah? Shouldn't we, as a family, set a good example by not being indifferent?" Habiba begins to defend himself in front of Kyai Aminudin.

"It's precisely because we're a ndalem family, you have to know the rules. What do people say if you know, the daughter of a Kyai walks alone with a man who is not his mahram? Realize no, it's khalwat. The sins!" Kyai Aminudin increasingly showed his anger at Habiba.

Habiba smiled cynically, "Abah claimed to be Kyai who was worried about people talking? Isn't that prejudiced, Bah?" Habiba began to serve his Abahan emotions after he felt calmer this time.

Kyai Aminudin got up from his seat, "Suppose you! Dare to patronize your Abah now! Is this your result of hanging out with a delinquent like Ajimukti?" Kyai Aminudin now looks ruffled waist.

"He deserves to be called Bromocorah, rather than a santri. He should know himself too. How dare he go along with his Kyai princess!" Connect Kyai Aminudin later.

"Help said Abah? Did Abah forget how Kang Aji won the competition in the name of our boarding school?" Habiba this time was heard defending Ajimukti in front of his Abah.

"The word does not forget. Abah remembered. But want to be as smart as he is. Reliability is still reliability. Let's just say he was lucky." Kyai Aminudin smiled.

"If indeed Kang Aji only Abah considers relying on luck. Why didn't Abah send another Abah santri, whom Abah considered capable without luck." Habiba further cornered his Abah this time.

Kyai Aminudin stared intently at Habiba. Now the two pairs of eyes of the father and the child are looking at each other.

"It looks like you're really protecting that Ajimukti, Nduk. It seems you are starting to be blinded by it. Until you dare to fight your own Abah." Kyai Aminudin narrowed his eyes.

"Don't you put your heart on that delinquent?" Connect Kyai Aminudin without a stale base.

The view of Habiba to his Abah this time looks more firm. For a moment he took a deep breath.

"What's wrong if Habiba does like Kang Aji, Bah? He deserves to be loved by all that is on him." Babiba said without hesitation this time.

Kyai Ajimukti this time really ignited anger hearing the words of Habiba who indirectly admitted all his feelings towards Ajimukti.

Nyai Sarah who heard the word Habiba just now looks so shocked when Habiba clearly admitted it. Now the middle-aged woman's face looked a little anxious and grabbed her daughter's shoulder.

"Already, Nduk. Don't continue anymore. Go into the room. Let Umi talk to your Abah." Nyai Sarah tried to divorce the dispute between father and son.

Habiba did not reply, but he now seems to obey with the word Uminya. Habiba with gontai steps started walking towards his room.

"Where are you going? I'm not finished talking!" Kyai Aminudin tried to hold him still in a high voice.

"Already, Bah. Don't keep pushing your son. She is our only daughter. Let him calm down now. Abah also calmed down Abah. If you're calm, talk again." Nyai Sarah said as she rubbed her husband's back, slightly trying to calm her husband's anger.

Kyai Aminudin just snorted, then without saying another word dropped his body and sat limp on the sofa. Nyai Sarah also sat beside her husband to continue to try to calm Kyai Aminudin who was filled with anger.

Meanwhile, after his meeting with Habiba this morning, Ajimukti returned out of the boarding area with Manan and Dullah. This time, they are going to market.

"Did you sit in the courtyard of the mosque, Mas? He said he wanted to walk." Said Dullah in the middle of the journey.

"No, Lek. Had time to walk to the side of the pesantren, even had a chat with Ning Biba earlier." Answer Ajimukti while walking casually this morning.

Manan who heard Ajimukti had a chat with Habiba looked surprised, then turned to Ajimukti with a full view of the investigation.

"Habiba, Mik?" Her question made sure, "What's the conversation?" Later connections.

Ajimukti shrugged his shoulders a little, "Ordinary chat, happened to have met accidentally. Emm, talk about Budi too." Sahut Ajimukti without trying to cover anything.

"Coconut tumben?" Manan muttered later.

Ajimukti and Dullah glanced at Manan.

"Tumben why, Nan?" Ask Dullah then. A little curious about Manan's half-whispering speech.

"Ah, it's okay, Lek." Manan seems to be covering something up, Ajimukti noticed that.

Before long, the three of them arrived at the market which was still seen crowded by the visitors as well as the sellers who peddled their wares.

"We're going there yuk, Nan." Invite Ajimukti while pointing to one of the food stalls are quite crowded.

For some reason when Ajimukti invited him there, Manan momentarily frowned.

As soon as they arrived there wearing only a sarong, a shirt and with their heads covered in black squats, the sight of the people inside the stall was immediately directed towards them. Manan realized the view of the person who was directed towards him and Ajimukti also Dullah.

Before long a young man still wearing an apron, approached them.

"Emmm, you're from the boarding school?" Asked the young man in a slightly less friendly tone.

"Yes, Kang." Sahut Ajimukti with a little throw smile. Unlike Manan who actually looks agitated.

"New kid?" Asked the young man again, sounding sniffle.

"Yes, Kang. Two months." Sahut Ajimukti kindly without any suspicion.

"just fine. The new kid seems." Said the young man again which this time made Ajimukti and Dullah slightly frown.

Meanwhile, Manan really looks restless and his face is filled with anxiety.

"Search somewhere else yuk, Jik." Manan whispered half a whisper to Ajimukti.

Ajimukti again frowned, not knowing the intent of Manan who suddenly invited him to find another place.

"Of course, they are guests. Just sit down." Said another young man, who this time looked more friendly. "Come, Kang. Have seat. What do you want to order?" Said the young man with a slight smile on his tiny lips.

Ajimukti and Dullah did not think long and they immediately sat on a long chair made of wood, while Manan still stood daydreaming until Ajimukti finally pulled him.

"Why are you, Nan? It looks like something." Tanya Ajimukti looked at the tense expression on Manan's face.

"Yes, Nan. What's the matter exactly?" Dullah.

"Look, Jik. Sellers at this stall are Nasrani, and have been feuding with Kyai Aminudin." Whisper Manan with a soft voice.

Ajimukti frowned, then looked to nod.

"You new boys aren't afraid of getting angry with your Kyai when you eat here?" Asked the young man who had been unfriendly from the start.

"Already, Han. Don't be so." Cut out the friendlier youth, "I'm sorry my friend Kang said. John is that man." Next later.

"Samuel, Samuel! It's up to you, Sam. I'm afraid I have to debate the same saintly person." The words of the young man named Johanes increasingly show his dislike of Ajimukti and others.

Ajimukti narrowed his eyes to hear the word 'sook sacred' thrown by the young man named John.

"What's the matter, Kang?" Ajimukti asked a little curious about the friendlier young man he knew named Samuel.

"The whole story, Jik. I'll tell you later. It's not good here." Cut Manan half whispered.

Samuel noticed that, "It's okay, Kang. Let me explain, so as not to misunderstand." Samuel said while throwing a sincere smile.

"If you don't mind, Kang. I'm honestly curious." Say Ajimukti without stale bases.

Samuel took a seat across the table right in front of Ajimukti sitting at this time.

"Look, Kang. Kyai used to be angry when there were some santri who ate here." And Samuel then.

Ajimukti nodded, "If you may know what the reason for his anger is, Kang?" Ask Ajimukti later.

"Pak Kyai, consider eating here haram, Jik. Because it's a non-Muslim place to eat. His innocence is not guaranteed." Cut Manan again.

"Yes, Kang. More or less as I have explained." Imbuh Samuel then.

"Astaghfirullah, all of Kyai Aminudin yes Mas?" Sahut Dullah who had not lost his attention from Samuel.

"Yes, Kyai sampeyan considers us infidels, polytheists and other divinities. While we were here we realized we were selling among the citizens who were Muslims. So we appreciate that, trying to make our food halal. But that's it, Wang Sinawang, Kang." Samuel explained again.

Ajimukti smiled, "I represent him sorry, Kang. Maybe he's too careful to be that fanatical." Say Ajimukti later.

"Kok, the one who apologized anyway, Mas. Don't you know what?" Ask Dullah in astonishment.

"It's not personal, Lek. But to religion. As a muslim. We must represent other Muslims when other Muslims make mistakes so that Muslims are not beaten with the same mindset." Sahut Ajimukti later.

"It's okay, Kang. I personally don't question that. Yes, because I realized my ignorance of the scope of Islam." Samuel said with a friendly smile.

"But in my opinion, Mommy. Kyai Aminudin's attitude has gone too far. He has just as bad as Islam in the eyes of non-Muslims, does that mean?" Dullah looked furious himself.

"Yes, Lek. Is correct. As Sayyidina Ali said, If you cannot be brothers in faith, at least brothers because of humanity. And again Indonesia is only a country with a majority of its population of Islam, not an Islamic country. Interfaith tolerance is also an important part of being a sensible human being, Lek." Say Ajimukti later.

"Well, it's true Kang what to say. I also try to tolerate it even if it's not a belief." Imbuh Samuel who looks salute with Ajimukti's way of thinking.

"In our trust, Kang. There is the term hubbul Wathon minal faith, Loving the country partly of faith. So I think when someone says he loves his country, he is ready to love all the rules of a country, and inter-religious tolerance is in this part of our country. So if you cannot maintain tolerance, how can you be called a person who loves his country? Isn't that right, Kang?" Imbuh Ajimukti later.

"Well, it's amazing this way, Kang. Salute me with sampeyan way of thinking. Sorry, Kang didn't mean anything. But if only all Muslims, emmm, I'm sorry I mean all people think the same as sampeyan, I'm sure everyone, whether it's Islam, Christianity, Catholicism, Hinduism, Buddhism and whatever their beliefs are, sure, it can definitely coexist." Again Samuel expressed his admiration for Ajimukti.

"Sorry, Kang. I see this sampeyan has a special insight in religion. Emmm, would you mind exchanging knowledge, Kang?" Ask Samuel then.

"What kind of knowledge do you mean, Kang?" Ask Ajimukti a little astonishment.

Samuel seemed hesitant to continue his words, he seemed to sigh and glanced at John who was sitting alone outside the food stall.

"I'm interested in learning about Islam, Kang. Sorry, I don't believe in my beliefs, but I just want to know a little about Islam, Kang." Samuel said a little.

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