FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 45 "Shield"

*Fakharuddin Akhyar Al - Ameen

Naji the book of Fathul Mu'in in the pontri in the multipurpose hall. Discussing tahajud prayer chapter. Fifteen minutes later, I read her scarf. All santri write their maknan pegonnya with a sabak ballpoint pen (a Arabic khat writing stationery which is the way by dipping it in ink before it is used for writing). Here, every time ngaos, abah requires all his santri still hold the old custom of using the sabak pen earlier. Other than when ngaos are allowed.

^^^ويسن التهجد إجماعا، وهو التنفل ليلا بعد النوم".^^^

That is, tahajud on the basis of ijmak. Salat tahajud is a sunnah prayer after waking up from sleep. The question is if you after the magriban, at six o'clock for example, then fall asleep, can you knowud after the prayer isya? Who can answer raise your hand."

There was one of the front row students who deliberately lowered their faces when I rolled my eyes there. I pointed him to answer.

"No, no" he answered doubtfully. Kontan's arm was nudged by santri beside him.

"Where, Ma'am? Please explain!"

Santri was smiling. "If I may, Gus."

"Lha, right, before the magrib prayer sleeps?"

"Oh, yeah, yeah." He is the same. Doubtful.

"Why? Doubt it?" I laughed it off.

"The answer is real. Be able. The condition is that you sleep first at night. Ba'da salat isya immediately end tahajud can also be. But, the mondok santri should not be like that, yes. Tahajudnya must join the congregation with Ummi."

They nod.

"Then, gini, yes, prayer that night anything other than tahajud? There is also a prayer witir. When does a person establish witir? Before or after tahajud?"

Some of them whispered to each other. Santri who was once called to ndalem so that I choose to be a future wife yesterday also lowered his head. I told him to answer.

"Menawi if he is used to tahajud or like us who are always obliged to follow tahajud, the witirnya sunnah is ended, Gus. If you are worried you can not get up, nggeh, witirnya first. I mean, a letter before bed."

"Never need a witir again?"

"Ehm.maybe saget (can), Gus."

"Your answer is real. But no need to witir anymore. That's sunnah. In fact, if you know setting up a witir twice a night is not necessary, the law is haram."

Njai continued until an hour later. I used to spend the coffee made by Santri. The remaining two gulps, I left them. Just a coffee bag. I heard then the sound of santri fighting over a glass while shouting barakah, barakah.

I didn't go back to Ndalem. I was still outside the hall looking down and down the back and forth of the princess who came out the other door, then they scattered, running to her room. So many princesses here. But my eyes are not observant. Unable to choose which one is the most beautiful or the most polite. To me they are the same. The door of my heart has not been opened to give certainty to Ummi.

"Tsan, where are you? Are you still alive? Accompany this confused Mas, Dek, "my inner self.

There's one mbak ndalem approaching. Stabble.

I stared at him until he could manage to talk. "What's wrong?"

"Ummik fainted, Gus."

I waltz away. I entered ndalem without asking where mom is now.

"Ummik in the bathroom, Gus."

"Why do you leave it alone?"

"Current, Gus."

I'm walking that way. I found ummi lying around. Half her body rests on the wall. I immediately picked up, taking her to Ummi's private room. The voice of abah ngaos (sawbook) is still heard from here.

Ummi has been sick for two days. Ummi appetite is reduced. Already checked. Ummi does not need hospitalization. Simply take medicine and get enough rest, and most importantly keep the mind so as not to think too hard.

I know ummi's still thinking about Tsaniya. No day without Ummi prayers is cursing for him. Even if I or abah, can not hold ummi to be patient enough to wait for God to send an answer that has been ummi believe. In fact, ummi believes the delay in the answer is due to ummi less serious in praying and tirakat. Before getting sick, ummi had had started with fasting as an addition to his tirakatan during this time. And, precisely what happened after that was the condition of ummi drop.

I put myself to bed slowly.

"Sir, please replace agemane (the material) Ummi."

Mbak ndalem nodded.

I closed the door. Let him clean the ummi body first.

"God, if Tsaniya is alive, she comes to Ummi" I said. After a dozen years, it was too difficult for the family to look for him. Meanwhile, the face of Tsaniya is clearly not going to be recognized by us.

Ndalem opened the door. "Ummik sampun wungu, Gus."

Translated: (Ummik is awake, Gus)

"Ommy?"

"Le, Ummi is really karo Adimu."

I sit underneath it. "Fakhar knows. Everyone knows Ummi really wants Tsaniya back. How Ummi will run tirakat if Ummi even sick. Dhahar, ngggeh (eat, yes)?

I was happy when ummi immediately agreed. I gave a signal that mbak ndalem went to the kitchen to get some rice.

"Remember. Ummi had recurred because of typhoid. Stay inpatient for up to one week. What Ummi needs is not just one person. Everyone here needs Ummi. Okay?"

"Come, Le. Ummi understands."

"Mongo, Gus!"

I welcome a plate of liwet rice that has been sprinkled with chicken made by santri. I scooped.

"Aaaakk." I'm coming with the mangap.

Ummi devoured it slowly. Chew it up too. It doesn't look energetic at all.

I steam ummi until the rice on the plate runs out. One spoon, I persuaded.

"Do you think, Le?"

Translation: (You still saw, Le?)

I gave the glass that had been given the straw to Ummi. I said, "Still."

"Le, sometime Ummi mbok invited refreshing."

"Where do you want it to go?"

"Neng nggunung yo kenek. Seger, adem."

Translation: (In mountainous areas can also, Le. Fresh, cold)

"Snapjeh. It's only if Ummi is healed, we're dolan."

"Le, but ojo neng Magetan ae. Ummi wants dolan neng out of town. Karo you wae, yo?"

Translated: (Le, but not Magetan. Ummi wants to dolan out of town. Just with you, huh?)

"Goddessa. Fakhar try to do it."

I gave her the dirty dishes. Mbak ndalem took the plate away.

God willing to come up again, yeah. 😊🙏