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"Sit Nak. maap if the place is very very simple" said Abah Ikin.
"Father Abah, even I who took care of the night-time guests" replied Rama.
"The guest is the fortune of Nak. let's please enjoy the potluck" said Abah Ikin again.
"Thank you a lot .. Alhamdulillah already enjoyed before being told" said Rama.
"This is Mr Isam's son?" point Abah towards Rama.
"Yes, I am his youngest son" replied Rama again.
"Oh who studied in England?" ask Abah to convince.
"Yes ... Alhamdulillah is finished, so it has returned to Indonesia" said Rama.
"Alhamdulillah... Papi you are very proud of you, son, often tell about you when playing here" said Abah Ikin.
"The fire came here?" rama asked to believe.
"Yes .. since buying land near here so definitely stop by if it's right again here" explained Abah Ikin.
"Alhamdulillah .. maybe Papi's story is excessive, even though I am ordinary, nothing special, there are still many turns" said Rama mendelah.
"Alhamdulillah is still aware that it is turning. Gapapa Nak.no man is perfect in this world. All must learn until one day we are called to go home" advised Abah Ikin.
"Yes Abah, please guide him" Pinta Rama.
"The habit here is a study ba'da dawn... You can fill in the study today?" ask Abah seriously.
"I? Still poor science . sorry. I did go to an Islamic school, but only a few are stuck in the brain. So I think there is nothing I can present" said Rama.
"There is no one who is clever or less clever, no one is high in knowledge compared to others. We are all the same, we can share stories. Some pilgrims have also completed studies. Life experiences that we can learn as lessons. Some use drugs for decades continue insyap, just here give experience to all. Doesn't it make people have a desire to change for the better? every human being has a life lesson. Abah think your story can be used as a lesson" said Abah Ikin.
"Well .. insyaa Allah I am ready if it is just sharing a life story to motivate others, but if there is a shortage please correct, because I never give sharing to the crowd" said Rama.
"God willing" replied Abah Ikin with a beard.
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Rama fulfilled his promise of giving a little sharing for the pilgrims. Jama'ah morning prayer is not only santri pesantren, but also many residents around who congregate there because this is the only mosque in this village.
After introducing himself and speaking a bit as a prefix, Rama started the point.
"I am the youngest child who is arguably thirsty for parental affection. Mami died while giving birth to me, Papi was busy with work because he had to make a living for all three of our children. I only realized after adulthood if the burden of Papi being a single parent is not easy. She did not remarry after Mami's death. Maybe there are pilgrims here who experience like me" said Rama.
Rama tried to regulate his heartbeat that began to tighten because of groggy.
"Deep sadness is certain because many moments in our lives are missed so much, when the first time school moreover, most feel like not being delivered by parents. It's not fair to see other kids enjoying life with a complete parent. If it is so, there is a sense of kangen. If I miss Mami, I can only go to the tomb and pray. But if you miss Papi who is a bit bothered, he often went out of town, only by phone only we communicate. I also had a phase of being a wayward child, because no one controls me in the course of my life. Thank God I am not tempted by drugs and alcohol, but also tempted by the night life of the capital. My bandel school age yes truant and hang out in the cafe playing games, motor racing so that it is said to be a whiz, wild car racing plus join the bet. But now Alhamdulillah has started to be a little insyaf kok.. hehehe" said Rama while grinning and many pilgrims smile.
"Although my living conditions seem abnormal, I have great brothers who always support my every step, and of course Papi who is busy, in his silence would pray me to be a child who can boast of the family. I only lack the love of a single Mami, but can be a little covered by the figure of my Sister. Disappointed, angry and sad for my destiny. But when I went deeper, God replaced it with a lot of pleasure. Hopefully it does not cause the nature of riya' for me yes if I reveal. Sorry in advance, I hope all pilgrims do not consider me arrogant... I am from a small life without a lack of material, you could say today I want something then today I can also get. The brothers also love me and are very supportive of both material and moral. I have friends from all walks of life, Alhamdulillah has always been a student star in every school generation of my alma mater. I choose a school with an International status with basic Islamic, a school that is rarely chosen by children in my circles. At that time I could say I could afford to go to any school in the capital, but I did not want to because I did not feel suitable for the environment. This is what once made my Papi angry, I do not want to follow in the footsteps of the family. I got an invitation to go to college at a PTN. Back destiny I said another, I finally continued my education at one of the universities abroad, at the wishes of Papi who has chosen the majors that I do not want" continued Rama with a heavy tone.
"Rebellious? Before yes, but when college did not fight at all. I accept all, even have experienced difficulties because I with her pretentious independent life style do not want to receive remittances from Papi. Papi only paid tuition and dormitories. In the land of people without families, I began to make peace with the situation. I began to understand what was called being hungry, having no money, working hard and making healthy friends. I threw away the shame and started to rise to improve my life by working part-time. Thank goodness I graduated with good grades. Back in the homeland presented the problem of the business of parents who are experiencing a decline, Papi has entrusted me to take care of it well. Again I accepted with a force... Now I realize, maybe what I saw last night, sorry that someone was addicted to drugs, was involved in promiscuity and was intent on suicide, it didn't happen to me. Angrily I am the same old man, I can still control my brain to make it not in a negative direction. The key is to make friends and get along well. Because in a good environment we are not necessarily good people, all go home to ourselves. Starting now.. Brothers, sisters and friends who are still rebelling against parents, immediately apologize while you have time. Parents never love their children, only we want to be in accordance with our wishes. After all parents eat a lot of life's salt acid, more experienced. Allahumaghfirlii, waliwaalidayya, war hamhumma, kamaa robbayaanii shagiiroo. Walijami'il muslimina wal muslimaati, walmu'miniina wal mu'minaati, al ahyaa'i minhum wal amwati. Wataabi' wabainanaa, wa bainahum bil khoiraati, robbighfir warham wa anta roohimiina, walaa quwwata, illa biilaahi 'aliyyil adzim" no puddles of tears held in the corner of Rama's eyes.
Many worshipers who participated in the chanting of do'a Rama, some are aware of the mistake to their parents. But at the end of the back row, there was an old man smiling while wiping away the tears many times. Today Rama is able to prove to her, can be a child who can boast of her.
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"Pi.." greeting Rama from behind Mr. Isam.
Isam turned his body. There are no words spoken from both, only a warm embrace that can be witnessed by some pilgrims. In the front row, Abah Ikin was very happy to see the embrace between Mr. Isam and Rama.
Apparently Mr. Isam could not sleep and asked to be escorted by the villa guard to the boarding school. He did not expect that Rama would fill the study today. He has done a lot of injustice for Rama, but his son never vilified in public.
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"Za.. watch yuk" asked Sony, next door neighbor Izza.
"Ga can sister, sorry I have activities" Izza refused politely while watering the plants.
"Are you afraid of Mba Gita?" ask Sony.
"Not Kak, I want to go, besides I can't just be alone with a non-mahram, worried about causing slander, after all it's not good to approach zina" Izza replied reasoned.
"Sok alim really, we live in the capital of kali. Many who wear hijab on hand even go to watch alone. They have no problem dating. This is not ancient times, if you still maintain rich that mah just stay in the pesantren" said Sony looks emotional.
"Sorry Brother, I can't judge people, it's coming home to each person. I am far from alim too. Again, sorry if my answer is less pleasing to Sony" said Izza.
"Za.. enter, help Mba cook" call Mba Gita from the doorstep.
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"Za.. how many times did Mba tell you, do not be close to men, they only see women from the looks of it. They have no sincere acquaintance with you" said Mba Gita.
"And the neighbors of Mba, later if we are called unanswered presumably arrogant. The important thing is to know the limits" replied Izza.
"You are very difficult if you are aware of it, there is an answer" said Mba Gita annoyed.
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"Abah ..we say first, there will be an event this morning, last night only until here at two" said Mr. Isam pamit.
"People of Isam." replied Abah Ikin.
Mr. Isam came home with the villa guard. Kalo Mang Ujang and Rama are still curious to meet Ceu Lilis. Change now mang Ujang who boncengin Rama.
Raffa wears a hat and his sunglasses are kept in a bag. Enjoying the fresh morning air, the wind was felt to hug his athletic body. I haven't breathed this fresh air in a long time. He captured the scene by making a video using his HP. But suddenly Mang Ujang ngerem suddenly that made Rama's HP fall. Motor stopped, Rama took his HP then reprimanded Mang Ujang.
"Can I bring a motor? Suddenly brake gini, police sleep no, other vehicles are also not there.." said Rama.
Mang Ujang was still dumbstruck and did not hear Rama's nagging.
"Mangs.... Mang.." said Rama while patting Mang Ujang's shoulder.
"Mang... kesambet yes? Don't want dong. Early in the morning it was too late" said Rama.
"Enak aja all said kesambet .. Mas Boss ... eta.. eta.." said Mang Ujang while pointing towards the porridge cart.
"What the hell? porridge carts? The laper?" Said Rama.
"Eta Ceu Lilis" Mang Ujang replied as he pointed at the porridge cart.
Rama and Mang Ujang directly walked towards the porridge cart that was not too rame buyer. There are only two other abege girls who eat, apparently abis sports.
"Ceu.. one yes" Rama said as he sat on a plastic chair.
"Eh Aa' Rama .. who was in the mosque, right? seen from the decet even more handsome" said Ceu Lilis happy.
Rama was shocked to see the face of Ceu Lilis, a glimpse like seeing Mba Nay.
"Astaghfirullahal adzim." said Rama was so shocked.
"Why Boss?" asked Mang Ujang curious.
"Ga. gapapa kok .. only the rich are forgetfulness" answered Rama lying while taking a bottle of mineral water and sipping it.
"Kunaon Aa' kasep Mang (why is Aa handsome)?" ask Ceu Lilis.
Mang Ujang just shook his head. Rama continued to drink again, his hands were shaking, he was perplexed continuously in his heart. After a bit of calm, Rama tried to look back at the face of Ceu Lilis, it was not similar to Mba Nay, maybe only a moment's shadow.
"The fertilizer is separated yes, continue to be made ketchup on the crackers" Pinta Rama
"Muhun A'.. sambel?" tawar Ceu Lilian.
"A little" answered Rama.
"You too" said Mang Ujang who just sat down.
"Ceu.. can you ask?" said Rama.
"By A'" replied Ceu Lilis with a change to the buyer.
Now there are only three of them on the side of the road.
"The beauty of Ceu Lilis is still young, my prediction is even under my age, why is it called Ceu Lilis? impressed old right" asked Rama who is ordinary ceplas-ceplos.
"The real name is Cece Lisnawati, just start singing on stage and Cece name is less selling, be renamed the stage so Ceu Lilis, Alhamdulillah even become windfall A', maybe easier it is. So Ceu tea is not a greeting to honor, so it is rich in name" explained Ceu Lilis while giving porridge to Rama and Mang Ujang.
"Oh that, wow must be famous Ceu Lilis here. But the sound is good, say melodious, let alone sing" Rama praised.
"Well hailed by the city people .. does Aa' like dangdutan too?" ask Ceu Lilis.
"It doesn't matter what you like, but it's rarely heard of that genre. Most heard when the security guard house in the post" replied Rama.
"House has security A'? must be a rich man here Aa' .. eh but his son Pak Isam right? pantes ... The sultan is here" continued Ceu Lilis.
"Teu singing deui Lis (ga singing again)? how to sell porridge?" asked Mang Ujang curious.