Islam Learning Fasting
50. Wudu

Islam was silent sitting on the steps waiting for Sarifuddin who had gone to make Islam sit waiting like a child who was holding his mother in the market.

"Who? why didn't you come with me?" asked Sarifuddin who was installing his white pepper in front of Islam who immediately rose.

Islam stared from the tip of the foot to the tip of Sarifuddin's hair that looked wet even with his cocoon sleeves.

"Where the hell is that?" ask Islam.

"Take ablution," he answered.

Islam was silent for a moment. As far as Islam he had learned ablution when he was a child and it was taught by Akbar and since Akbar was rarely at home, it was Rose who always taught Islam. But since Islam was 12 years old Rose no longer teaches Islam because it considers Islam can do it alone without being asked.

"Are we wudhu endak?"

"No," reject Islam and turn away.

"Who? Go mi wudhu!"

"Other times."

"If the endak abudhu prayer is not valid!!!" his yell.

The footsteps of Islam who intends to step on the steps of the umpteenth ladder immediately stopped after hearing that.

Islam looked at Sarifuddin with wide eyes and a gaping mouth.

"What did you say?" ask Islam.

"What?"

"What you said!"

"Which one?"

Islam poked his lips in annoyance.

"What if you don't know?"

"If the endak abudhu prayer is not valid!!!" reworked.

"Your son of a bitch," Islam then pointed at Sarifuddin with annoyance.

Islam stepped down the steps approaching Sarifuddin with his serious face.

Sarifuddin swallowed his saliva as if afraid to look at Islam who approached him. Sarifuddin could feel Islam approaching him like an assassin ready to stab him.

"Lo said what was that?" ask Islam with its face.

"That's if the endak ablution is not valid," he replied.

Islam took a deep breath and smiled with both eyes wanting to cry.

"So all this time I pray at dawn, dzuhur, azhar, maghrib, tarawih, witir even I join lo pray 24 rakaat but with casual you say my prayer is not legal?"

Sarifuddin nodded, hopefully Islam does not break his neck after nodding like this.

The face of Islam.

Islam grabbed her hair in annoyance. Islam walked back and forth indistinctly in front of Sarifuddin whose head was moving in the direction where Islam was stepping.

"Lo why don't you tell me, you moron?"

"Well, we're not asking the same question as me" he replied with a plain face.

Oh look at that innocent face! How could he look like he had no problem.

"Why?"

The grimacing Islam immediately changed his flat facial expression and looked at Sarifuddin.

"Lo ask why?"

Sarifuddin nodded.

"I have not wudhu for a long time" replied Islam.

"Why not ablution?"

"Still on again lo. Well I don't know if the prayer is not legal if not wudhu," he replied.

"The past is like this" said Sarifuddin.

Islam rounded his eyes in surprise. Is this slanted-fisted man insulting her?

"What do you mean?"

Sarifuddin. Did he speak wrong?

"Eh you're denger yah! Abi I'm an ustad but not an oustad for me, he's just ustad for everyone out there," he explained.

Islam sighed and then sat back down and hid his face above the hands that hugged his knees.

Sarifuddin who saw it immediately sat beside Islam and rubbed his back.

"Don't be sad! Ustad Akbar may be -"

"Ah what the hell lo?" islam's annoyance that immediately hit Sarifuddin's hand.

"Let us not think about Ustad Akbar" he replied, then moved his hand again intending to rub the back of Islam.

"God!" Resist Islam quickly before Sarifuddin's palm managed to touch his back.

"Lo why the hell? I no longer think about my Abi but I think about my prayer that is not legitimate, useless my dong during this time," explained Islam.

Sarifuddin was silent, he also felt guilty for not telling Islam.

"Well, yuk!" invite Islam who then rose from his seat and then stepped to make Sarifuddin look up.

"Where are you going? The mosque is there!" Point it towards the back.

"Teach me ablution," answered Islam.

Sarifuddin frowned in wonder then scratched his forehead.

"Say the son of Uthad kept kiyai's grandson, Uminya Ustazah continued Umma Nur as well but kok did not know wudhu," he said confused.

"Iye wait!!!" sarifuddin shouted, then got up and ran.

...***...

"The water's light is turned first!"

Islam twists the water shells making the water flow profusely.

"Slightly pour!"

"What?" islam does not understand.

"That means water don't be too heavy!" His fists made Islam nod and reduced the rate of water.

"Well, now straight to the face?" asked Islam while pointing his palm at his face, Yap as he remembered it used to be like that.

"Eh, not yet!"

"Well what?"

"The first read the intention."

"What intentions?"

"Eating intention," he answered made Islam sigh.

"Lo don't mess with me lo!" It was like threatening.

"Yes we're the ones playing around. Intention is wudhu," he replied.

"Well, that's up to you. What intentions? I forgot to."

"Well, why forget?"

"Well, forget it. I was last wudhu when I was a kid. This is because I am the same people who do not pray this is why kayak gini."

"We must carefully choose our friends."

Islam poked his lips, this scorned man again lectured him.

"That's his intention, that,

^^^نَوَيْتُ الْوُضُوْءَ لِرَفْعِ الْحَدَثِ اْلاَصْغَرِ فَرْضًا لِلّٰهِ تَعَالٰى^^^

"Lo slow down dong! Don't know me."

"Ih kiyai's granddaughter does-"

"Lo gouged on that again, I'm tonjok lo!" threatening him while raising his fist made Sarifuddin speechless.

"It is the intention that speaks Indonesian!"

"Oh yes, the intention is that I will ablution to lift the small hadats of fardhu because Allah Ta’aala," he said while raising both palms.

Islam nodded then spoke the same sentence slowly.

"Nonsider? That face?" ask Islam.

"No. Washing the palms three times, like this," said Sarifuddin who gave an example to make Islam nod.

"Face up, right?"

"Yet, rinse three times!"

Islam nodded while putting water in his mouth.

"Dispose! Don't drink!"

Islam glanced sharply, as foolishly as he would not swallow the uncooked water either.

"Is that a face?" ask Islam.

"Heh this uh, face continues," annoyed Sarifuddin.

"What do you keep?"

"Washing the nostrils three times already it's new to wash the face starting from the tip of the head about the hair to the bottom of the chin."

"Toggle like this?"

Sarifuddin nodded as Islam did it right.

"Wash your hands until they hit your elbows! You have elbows, right?"

"Yes, you think I'm a moron?" irked Islam then washed his hands up to the elbow.

"Smuck heads!"

"Smuck both ears!"

Islam nodded while following the way Sarifuddin did.

"It's the feet!"

"Udah?" ask Islam when Sarifuddin turned the water shell.

"It was praying after ablution."

"Pray again?" ask Islam.

"That's it," protested Islam.

"It was a prayer before ablution that this one was after" he explained and raised both hands and said, saying,

"Asyhadu allaa ilaaha illallaah wahdahu laa syariikalahu. Wa asyhadu anna Muhammadan'abduhu wa rasuuluhu. Allahumma-j 'alnii minattawwaabiina waj 'alnii minal mutaththohiirina waj 'alnii min 'ibaadikashshaalihiin.”

"That's long. Don't be long!"

"Well, it is like that" he replied, then he was silent for a while until Sarifuddin stepped away after hearing the sound of the prayer making Islam stare confused.

"Din! How am I praying?!!" shout Islam.