BROMOCORAS
The return of Ari Godril

That afternoon just when the time entered Dzuhur, Pondok Hidayah was shocked by the sound of Iandang adhan that was so melodious to greet someone they had never expected before. How not, a mohawk-haired young man with super tight pencil jeans, who, short-sleeved shirt that shows the tattoo on both arms and also with both ears peirching as big as a balm cap is what echoed the Adhan Dzuhur.

Seeing that at once the santri were in an uproar and fighting with each other, but in contrast to Ajimukti and Sobri, they seemed calm and felt very familiar with the voice, also when seeing a Vespa motorbike parked in the courtyard of the mosque. Immediately, they approached the young man and shook hands with each other very familiarly. The sight made the students who saw, back to look at each other.

After praying Dzuhur together, Ajimukti also had the opportunity to give answers and understanding to the santri with what they see today. That it is not the physical determinant of the acceptance of human charity, but the action determines everything.

"In the Hadith Muslim History Number 2564 is mentioned, from Abu Hurairah, he said that the Prophet Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam said, Verily Allah does not look at your forms and treasures. But God only looks at your heart and your practice." Say Ajimukti with emphasis that is so very understandable by the students.

"This shows that God will not reward us simply for how our bodies form or form or how much our possessions are. The human body is not burdened with the law. As for what is burdened by the law is an act related to ourselves as humans. God does not look at many or few possessions, rich or poor, and others. But God looks at our hearts and our charities. Sincere is charity, and charity is very important. Shaykhul Islam Ibn Taymiyyah Rahimahullah said that charity is the basis of faith." Continue Ajimukti later.

The santri seem to be serious about what Ajimukti said this afternoon. Those who at first always looked down on just because of one's appearance and material abilities, now gradually began to understand the true identity as a human being.

"If we continue and always make physical appearance as a benchmark in judging someone. We will forever not know how sweet the fruit of salak, how fragrant jackfruit and how delicious durian. And of course we will only be stuck with sour taste when we eat kedondong also difficult to swallow duku." Ajimukti ended his speech with a smile that was so distinctive of him.

After Ajimukti closed the study after Dzuhur he soon found the young man who was none other than Ari Godril, a child of Punk, street children who are guided by Allah are now able to memorize the Qur'an more than half.

"We're just talking on the night of Kang Godril." Invite Ajimukti to Ari Godril who is talking to Sobri and Manan while waiting for Ajimukti.

"Snouts, Gus. I also miss wejangane njenengan." Ari Godril with a smile on her lips.

After they arrived at the terrace ndalem, chatter interspersed with laughter makes the hot air around because the hot sun gaping becomes not felt.

"So Kang Godril has found the address I requested?" Ask Ajimukti later.

"It's not exactly me, Gus. But it was my Mr. Lek who managed to find the address that Gus Aufa requested." Ari Godril slightly bowed.

"Just, I haven't gotten that address yet, Gus." Ari Godril's voice suddenly sounded heavy.

Both Ajimukti and Sobri instantly frowned.

"What's up, Kang?" Ajimukti asked probing from this change in Ari Godril's expression.

"Sir Lek I asked for conditions, Gus?" Ari Godril said.

"Condition? What's that condition, Kang?" Sobri is now curious.

"My uncle Lek forced me to pay a visit to my mother's house, only then would he give me that address, Gus." Ari Godril looked agitated.

Ajimukti and Sobri compactly nodded their heads. Ajimukti actually already knew the problem of Ari Godril from the beginning, only at that time he was not fully able to defeat the establishment of Ari Godril. And if forced, he was afraid to let go of Ari Godril's intention to repent.

"Sorry Kang Godril. Is your mom happy after marriage? I mean with her husband now. Is their relationship okay?" Ask Ajimukti later.

Ari Godril sighed, hesitatingly answering, "Know I am, Gus. The mother with her new husband is living well together and looks fine."

Ajimukti smiled, "Sorry again, Kang. Isn't marriage the goal of a happy family? It could be that the family that your mother has today will determine the happiness of the new family she formed. And isn't that very nice, Kang?"

Ari Godril looked at Ajimukti, "But, Gus. Isn't it the same as my mother breaking her loyalty to my father?"

"No, Kang. Sampeyan's mother has rights. And as sampeyan said. All this goes long after the idah." Ajimukti is now approaching and touching Ari Godril's knee.

"Kang, don't always look at that mother as a mother. But look at her as a woman. A woman who needs and needs a man. Maybe as a child can meet all his needs. But on this side can the child fulfill it? I can't, Kang. So there is no right of a child to forbid his mother to marry again, while his mother needs and needs, and wants to find the lawful. Tyranny of such a child, Kang." Ajimukti emphasizes his words more.

Ari Godril just bowed to hear Ajimukti's words.

"Sorry, Kang Godril. Even a woman has special needs that we as children cannot fulfill. Imagine if when a mother is really 'need', while her child forbids her to marry again, then in the end there is adultery, what is on the mind of the sampeyan?" Ajimukti looked firmly at Ari Godril.

"Na'uudzubillaah, Gus." Ari Godril said.

Ajimukti smiled, "Sampeyan repeatedly said, your marriage is the same as not keeping the loyalty of your father, right, Kang?"

"Not so, Kang. I am sure that the father of sampeyan will be proud because he has a wife like a mother untilyan. Why would I say that, Kang? Because the mother of sampeyan as the ex-wife of the father of sampeyan, choose the halal way degan do a marriage rather than falling into adultery, Na'uudzubillaahi min dzaalik..."

"The father of sampeyan is already in the barzah realm, Kang. Barzah nature is different, there is no jealousy anymore. If he is a man of faith, of course, already get his own favors from God, it will not hurt if his wife marries again." Ajimukti continued after.

Ari Godril was still in her position from the beginning sitting on that terrace sofa.

"We must support a noble intention. Marriage is a noble path, Kang. Learn to use the feeling of sampeyan, I'm sure, mom sampeyan will still receive sampeyan, because no matter how sampeyan his son, blood meat, Kang. Sampeyan's mother is the ex-wife of the father of sampeyan, but the mother of sampeyan will never be a former mother of the sampeyan. Forever will still be a mother until now, there will be no term ex-child and former parents." Ajimukti continued to give his advice to Ari Godril.

"Yes, Gus. Now I will try it little by little even though I need time." Ari Godril said with a heavy voice.

Ajimukti smiled, "I am talking like this not to patronize the sampeyan, Kang. Because frankly, I'm not in a sideyan position. But our circumstances are the same, my mother was also a widow after my father died. But after my father died until now he did not marry again because I forbid or he was referring to me, no, but because he felt he was no longer young, so he felt he didn't need it on that one hand, Kang. I even suggested it, Kang. That's because I realized, there's another need he can't get from me." A few smiles at the end of his words.

Ari Godril now raised her face and looked at the shady face of Ajimukti. His heart somehow began to be possessed by a sense of longing for the figure of his mother. Instantly, he began to rub the clear round hair that began to wet his eyelids.

"Already, Kang. Don't dissolve. As long as there is time and before regretting, you should meet with your mom by the way." Sobri convinced Ari Godril.

"Yes, Kang. Shame on that tattoo." Ajimukti was a little confused to see Ari Godril who looked embarrassed because it began to sob.

Ari Godril smiled. A smile from the aura of a face filled with relief.

Not long after that Ari Godril said goodbye to Sobri, Manan also Ajimukti. Ajimukti and others took the time to drive Ari Godril to his place to park his Vespanya. Now Ari Godril has passed from the courtyard of the pesantren mosque with his Vespanya.

An hour later, Ari Godril was seen standing in the courtyard of a house that had been visited a few days ago. Now the door of the house looks open, it looks like the owner of the house is in the house. Ari Godril hesitated a little to get closer to the house. Several times he seemed to breathe to calm his feelings.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Ari Godril said his greetings so right in front of the door of the house. From inside came the voice of a woman answering her greeting. Instantly Ari Godril's heart skipped a beat and her body trembled slightly.

As soon as the woman came out and saw who was now standing at the door. The woman half-running immediately approached Ari Godril and immediately hugged her tightly. Her tears immediately soaked Ari Godril's clothes at that time. Without hesitation Ari Godril returned the embrace.

As soon as the woman's embrace which was none other than Gitun, her mother, was released. Ari Godril immediately knelt down and kowtowed under the old woman's feet.

"I'm sorry Ari, Mak." Say Ari with a sigh.

Gitun was unable to say anything when she saw the boy she had missed twenty years finally coming to see her. Gitun only immediately grabbed Ari Godril's shoulder and forced her to stand up again, once again he hugged his son.

Gitun immediately invited Ari Godril into the house that has been left twenty years Ari Godril. Ari Godril looked around the house, not much changed, other than the wall that had been entirely on the wall, in contrast to when he left twenty years ago which was still clad in wooden boards and plywood. On the wall there are also photos of him from every year. Ari Godril smiled, he was sure this must be the work of his Pak Lek who sent a photo of him.

Shortly after, a man was seen coming in from the side door. For a moment Ari Godril and the man only looked at each other in silence even though on the man's face there was an expanding smile.

Arriving unexpectedly, Ari Godril immediately approached the man who was none other than Slamet, the father, then greeted and kissed the back of the man's hand.

"Pak'e how are you?" Ari Godril asked slightly trembling and with a still irregular heart rhythm.

Hearing the call that so wanted to be heard from the mouth of the boy, immediately Slamet without hesitation immediately hugged Ari Godril. Now the two men hugged each other tightly, and without hesitation Slamet began to shed his tears because he was so happy.

"Which one, sir? I'd love to see it." Ari Godril asked after the three of them sat together in the room.

"Your sister's still in school. Before Azar usually arrived home. He also wants to meet you very much. Several times he forced Mr. Lek mu Suko to take him to meet you, but always your Mr. Lek refused." Sahut Slamet with sparkling eyes.

Ari Godril smiled, he remembered that Suko had said several times that Angga wanted to meet him, but he was always forbidden. So it was not Suko who refused, but it was because he had not wanted to meet Angga, his sister.

After that, Ari Godril remembered to contact Suko that she was now at her mother's house. He wants to take Suko's promise to him. But Ari Godril had not had time to call, a message from Suko was clearly visible on the screen of his phone.

"Sir Lek hope, your return is not limited to wanting to know the address of the person, but indeed because of the wishes of your own heart. Okay, well, right there first. Without having to call, Mr. Lek will meet you at your mother's house." So was the message that Suko wrote to Ari Godril.

Ari Godril sighed then a smile rose from her lips.

Seriate...