LAILA TO KANG ROHIM
EPISODE 26 I Love You

Ba'da Dzuhur, the Abah Ucup Family is ready to take Rohim and Laila to Sumber Sari. Waroh also participated. The face of the brother from the first sister married until the sister will leave the house, still look jutek and frown.

But as she was leaving, Laila remembered her diploma. He asked Abah.

"Well, the diploma is still Abah save. Laila just take it to Sari's source huh Bah." Laila Pinta.

Miss Salamah has caught fire, worried that her youngest child knows it. He is confused if Waroh will return to be the anger of Abah. Waroh can't be quiet if Abah Ucup is angry.

"You brought your High School diploma first huh Nduk. Others let Abah hold. After all, if you are looking for a job, is it a college diploma that is used?"

Abah asked while glancing towards Waroh.

"Yes Ndak nothing Bah. I'm sorry Bah hasn't been able to repay Abah for raising Laila." Said Laila in a hoarse voice.

"Loh. loh. you are he said alumni of pesantren. I'm talking like that."

"You are Sholehah's wife to Rohim. It has made you happy not only in the world but also in the hereafter. So you don't think of material love for your Abah." Abah Ucup said firmly.

The man took Laila's diploma into the room.

Back to the middle room.

"This isjazahannya. What matters is Abah order one. How much do Rohim love make a living received, grateful. If less, ask for the same Gusti Allah. And you want Rohim. If Laila is guilty, please don't get hit. From a young age I have never hit him. If indeed Mak Rohim feels this Laila can not be educated yes it feels like the way to this Source of Sane want Rohim to know. And one more thing, I don't want the wrong kid in honey. Understood?" Abah Ucup was firm.

"Goddess Bah. Hopefully I can also be a good priest for Laila. Laila and I also need Abah's advice and guidance in building a household. So if we're wrong, yes please reprimand Bah, be advised." Rohim said slowly.

That afternoon, Abah Ucup and his family went to Sumber Sari to borrow a deer car belonging to his neighbor. Arriving at Sumber Sari. Waroh smiled happily. He was happy when he saw the conditions in Rohim's house. There are hardly any fancy furniture. Not even a television was in the house.

The house is made of planks and has only three rooms. Living room, room and kitchen. While the bathroom is outside the house with only thick walls or bamboo, without a roof.

Abah Ucup felt that he could not bear to see the condition of his daughter's residence. But he wanted his son to go through a period where he had to go through with patience when he was just building a household, especially economic problems. Because there's a sense of love and maturity in fertilizer.

When finished the Ashar prayer. Abah Ucup said goodbye to go home.

At night in Sumber Sari, Rohim prayed in the mosque. He who is accustomed from the time of the Maghrib until the time of his arrival remains in the mosque. When he came home, he saw that there were several guests. It turned out that some residents who knew that Rohim returned to Sumber Sari, came to visit. Almost there were those who came with food and some who came home and gave envelopes to Rohim.

Until eleven o'clock at night. Mukidi who daritadi did not appear, just came.

"Assalamu'alaikum.." said Mukidi with his distinctive voice.

The new Rohim will close the door of the house and open the door again.

"Wa'alaikumussallam's chat. Where's kang from? Dateng's new tumben."

Mukidi sat on the terrace.

"Kang's sleep. OPO bother kang?"

"No. I'm grateful you came."

"Why is that?"

"Hehehe.... So you can stay up because there's a friend."

Laila who heard there were guests, immediately made coffee. She went out and handed coffee to her husband's best friend. After that, he went back inside.

Mukidi took Rohim's cigarette, he lit the cigarette and then smoked it.

From inside Laila's room heard her husband's chat with Mukidi.

"Kang, I'm confused."

"Why?" ask Rohim while making a cigar.

"Life is weird loh kang."

"Why can you say weird?"

"Let's see if the average person has never prayed, never participated in religious activities, continue to think he does not know sick. Happy, good sustenance. I feel like I'm loh kang. Since the diligent prayer, since never gambling, stealing. Lah kok often catch a cold, keep the problem there. For example, Unet who promises to marry the same I even marry the same man who is clearly the bookie..... OPO ain't weird?" Reveal Mukidi in an upset voice and enjoy the snacks on the plate.

Rohim chuckled at his friend's heart.

"The point is that you're so late again, bored again. Hehe... Now I'm not just a sampeyan. About, people today who said that their urips taste better king Pharaoh what people today?" Rohim asked while exhaling his cigarette smoke.

Mukidi opened her hat.

"Yes good king Pharaoh toh kang. Super-rich. People all bow to him. If the rich man is still not great compared to King Pharaoh from his story. He is rich, his power is confessing to God" Mukidi replied.

"Well, you want to end up like Pharaoh?"

"Hehehe.... So this is kang. We have to be careful with this heart. Inside that. Islam has the name istidraj. The one who is given pleasure but only gets sin from that pleasure. For example, rich but unjust people. They are healthy, they never worship. Never been sick. But surely Allah is giving favors that will keep them from sinning.naudzubillah min dzalik." Rohim clearly.

Rohim sipped his coffee before he explained to Mukidi about the term.

"But behind the favor lies the wrath of God. Because it is precisely because of that favor, the person is far from Allah. There was a cleric in Java who said kang. Don't be sad about the life of Pasan. God may give us heaven or reward through our poverty. So don't measure up to the lives of others. That our hearts should always be positive to all the provisions of God."

Mukidi.

"It's better to live poor than rich?"

Rohim smiled at his friend's answer.

"So this is Kang. The Prophet himself, once prayed to be turned on and be called in poverty. If we are people who live in poverty, then poverty becomes a fortune if we are able to run with Ridho, patient, trustworthy and grateful, then we enter the lucky group. But if not, instead it is not lucky because it is not ridho will qodho and his qadar Allah. Being rich can also be a priority. But yes, the condition was Kang. Make our rich blessing to draw closer to God. So whether we are poor or rich it all depends on us. It can bring us closer to God whether it is far away." Rohim is still enjoying his cigarettes.

Mukidi. He finally broke his chest about qodho if Unet prefers to marry a man who is known in the village next door rather than himself people do not have.

"For example kang?" Ask Mukidi

"So this way, if sampeyan be a rich man, but sampeyan did not have time to pray five times because nyari money for wealth sampeyan or ngurus wealth sampeyan. Sampeyan choose to be now or rich but can not worship?"

"Well, good now. Even though it is considered Kere people, they have nothing. But at least die if asked by an angel. I have been running my prayers. Regardless of what it is, it is the affairs of the angels. It is important that I have aborted my obligations and continue to learn yes through sampeyan. It's important tomorrow right in the afterlife if you get to heaven, I'm invited." Pinta Mukidi to Rohim.

Then Mukidi laid her body on the mat on the terrace. He thought back to himself then and now.

"Yes kang yes. My own example. If you rarely catch wind. But I do change every day. Lah now I often catch a cold but Alhamdulillah I Ndak never stay pray five time." Mukidi makes a conclusion about Rohim's explanation.

Laila who was in the room also grew amazed at her husband. She could finally understand from the story of Bu Sri if her son named Mukidi was changed a lot since befriending her husband. Without Rohim knowing, even though he did not sit in the assembly of science. But he who almost every night sits with knowledgeable people, then it makes him get knowledge just by sitting relaxed while enjoying cigarettes and coffee.

"Goddessa... Looks like I'll have to prepare myself to accompany your dawah Mas." Laila's mind was still leaning against the wall of her room.

Mukidi, who was curious about something else, asked.

"Well if my kayak is a kang? Can I have Sholeh's son tomorrow. Yes at least sampeyan hehehe... His father is kayak gini. His Mbah kayak Mak e... Opo ISO nduwe zinc alim descent?" Mukidi got up from her position.

Rohim was tired, he broke his body. Seeing that Mukidi was lying down. Rohim sees Mukidi enjoying a cigarette. He took a cigarette from Mukidi's hand. He suctioned and he returned it to Mukidi's mouth.

"High and low value of a person is not determined by the nasab, but kang akhlaknya. It would be nice as to what his nasab or his descendants are but if he does not behave well it is still not seen in the eyes of man or God."

"Means I can have a kang alim?"

Rohim took a cigarette from Mukidi's hand. The usual thing they do when the night is getting late but the eyes are not sleepy but cigarettes stay a stick.

"Sampeyan know the story of Noah and his son?"

Mukidi answered quickly.

"Know kang. Noah's son Kan'an drowned in the sea and did not believe in God." Answer Mukidi.

"Then nasab is not a guarantee.

“The man determined his deed. So that if you already have children, prioritize Akhlakya kang. Others follow. Moral is not only in man but also in God."

Mukidi turned and looked at Rohim's face

"Kang's way?"

"Yes some way, his parents should give examples of good manners. To be sent to school or in a hut where the teacher was of good character."

Mukidi. He thought about what Rohim had said. Without realizing it, he had fallen asleep in a dream. Rohim heard Mukidi's snoring smiling. He covered his friend with a cloth. They used to sleep on the terrace made of bamboo. Even those who make the terrace are Mukidi and Rohim.

Rohim who went to the room saw his wife still sitting and was shedding tears.

"What's up, Dude? you sick? you can't sleep in this room?"

Rohim sat down before his wife and tidied Laila's hair on the side of his cheek.

"How many times have I fallen in love with you. If yesterday I fell in love with you because of your morals. Today I fell in love with your science, the way you preach. You don't need a stage, you don't need a pulpit. The one favor God gave me was that I was made your wife Mas."

Laila immersed herself in the arms of her husband.

^^^"أحبك يا زوجي"^^^

[I love you, my husband]

^^^"أنا احبك يا زوجتي"^^^

[I Love You, My Wife]