LAILA TO KANG ROHIM
EPISODE 48 Laila and Rohim

At exactly 10 am, there were three pick-up cars into the grounds of the Nurul Iman mosque. From teenagers and parents. Ayu and her parents were among their group.

Laila who was listening to Lulu's reading slightly raised her head. He saw a lot of people heading to his house. Ayu's parents also greet Laila. Ayu and Laila, who are used to accompanying Laila at home, quickly go to the kitchen to cook water and make drinks for Laila's impromptu guests.

Lucky in front of the house Laila has been put up like a tent by Mukidi and friends. It was made to make it easier for them when going to chat in the Rohim residence. Because considering Rohim's house there are many female santriwati.

So the Laila guests were sitting on the terrace using long wooden chairs. Ayu and Lulu show up with a drink and some jars of sweet potato crackers. A few pairs of eyes saw Ayu and Lulu's adab while handing them drinks.

"Cckckckck.... It could change like this, Mr. Slamet's son. My son can too, if the son of the former stubborn Slamet sir can." The mind of a mother who from yesterday was busy forcing her child to go into Laila's house. Laila also received her guests with a regular chat. Until Mr. Slamet expressed the purpose of approximately 15 parents who came there to house their children.

So that day almost 50 guests of Laila from the village of Pak Slamet came. They want their son to be like Ayu. Good at reading the Quran, polite and deft with all the work at home. Laila was stunned and saw the number of children coming.

"Wow, I dare not decide. Just later. Wait for my husband to come home soon." Laila.

One of the parents asked.

"Can't Mom we see the condition of her residence?" Ask one of them.

Laila smiled, nodding. Ayu also drove some mothers to see the condition of the Laila Residence. Back here parents are tested, there are some parents immediately undo their intentions when they see the condition of Ayu's room and her friends. See the condition of the bathroom that is separate from the house. Not to mention the condition of one house with their teacher.

"You sleep here? A rame-rame? isn't it a chopstick?" Ask a blue-hooded mother.

Ayu still lowered her gaze. He answered politely the mother's question.

"Alhamdulilah not Miss Lek." replied Ayu quietly.

But some mothers of children who will go to bed are just busy looking at Ayu and Lulu. They don't care about the physical shape of the building. They were more focused than Laila and Rohim.

How the spoiled, stubborn, lazy Ayu and Lulu can turn 180°. Not to mention when reading the Koran can be fluent, also they have heard if Mr. Slamet said that his two children are focusing on the Quran. Just one juz.

When Rohim returns home. They gave their children to Rohim. Some say no, want to talk at home first. Their subtle way of saying no. This is due to the physical condition of the Rohim Residence building.

Rohim also always welcomes his guests with his trademark. His smile, he was always smiling.

"Yes, my father and mother saw for themselves the condition of my residence. He said the boarding school cottage yes it does not feel appropriate. Maybe it's better to say cottage. Lah Wong I'm here just hitchhiking. It's not mine. If you want to leave his son now I think I can't. I need to add a room. But it's narrow enough. I have to negotiate with the mosque. Because I'm just here hitchhiking on the mosque ground." Rohim said slowly.

It's always been like that. He realized, the land he occupied now belonged to the Nurul Iman mosque. And in the mosque there are worshipers and their management. He did not want to answer directly yes. Because to add automatic rooms back to add the land he used for the purposes of himself and his students.

They finally went home first. They'll be coming in one month. In the afternoon, Laila and Lulu are also ayu as the most mature santri helping Laila prepare lunch. Each one is busy. Some cook rice, some prepare vegetables. There are busy with chilies and onions.

But the whispers of the brothers were heard by Laila who still had little trouble sitting down to allow firewood. Because his stomach is growing.

"Hide... Miss Lek was definitely not able to let her son stay like us. Lah wong at home as a woman. Nothing prepared." Say Ayu slowly while picking vegetables.

Lulu smiled too.

Laila approached the two brothers.

"You guys are luckier than Mommy. It used to be the first time the mbaknya in the middle of the forest. First santri. Even every day mbak in the afternoon helps Bu nyai split bamboo just because there is no mature santri. Sleep is also ground." Suddenly Laila's face changed.

"That means Laila's more difficult than it is now? He said mbak mondok in Java first." Ayu said still bowing her head.

"The first mother goes to two villages next door. Now his Kyai is dead and his Bu Nyai is too. Then just to Java. That's why you like to say the same, don't forget to send Al Fatihah to the teachers. It does not mean that you want to be considered a teacher. But I want you to be given blessing by easily finding knowledge. Sometimes there are intelligent people but it is difficult to accept from the teacher, because there is less adab with the teacher. Also Tawassul or sending Al Fatihah readings to our teachers."

Laila felt that she was not a smart child. But since he went to bed at night and continued to sincerely study he felt every day there was an ease to learn many things. Until he can get a scholarship up to level S1. He did not feel sad even though he did not become an employee, he was grateful because now his knowledge can be given to his students.

Because he remembered the message of his teacher to continue to give his knowledge to the community. Or keep teaching even though no longer mondok.

In the evening, Rohim stated his intention to add a room to the front of his house. However there are some Jama'ah mosques disagree.

"Why not build a permanent one directly on the right side of the mosque. The mosque is still large. Why behind the mosque." Say that father.

Rohim was silent, he did not dare to speak again. To build a new and permanent building. He has no money. Finally, the pilgrims decided to be allowed to add rooms. When he broke up from the meeting, Mr. Toha also proposed to Rohim.

"Why not try to make a proposal? I'll help you to some government." Said Mr. Toha.

Rohim answered politely and his voice was quite slow.

"When you remember very well said my teacher Mr. Toha. I think his student was just in the building. And in the meantime I think the place is still enough."

Finally that night Rohim again told his wife that he had a little money to build a room and add a WC for new students. Back personal savings owned by a husband and wife they use for the needs of their students. The money that Laila plans to buy Rohim's motorbike is now often broken.

"Make the room wake up first. The kids' parents seemed to be excited." Said Rohim while staring at the savings book that his wife kept.

Laila was a very careful wife and mother of financial affairs. He did not want himself and his husband and his son to eat money that they should not eat. Even in the yellow closet of their room, there were four savings books. One of them is private, two belong to the Nurul Iman mosque, the third belongs to the worshipers of Al Barzanji studies founded by Laila. and the fourth special savings book to 12 students who will send for their children.

Not to mention one jar will be filled with envelopes that Rohim got from people who asked him to help. The envelope money is usually used for the needs of the affected community.

The next day, Laila felt like she was about to give birth. Rohim is not at home. Laila was alone. The kids have gone to school. Abah Ucup's youngest daughter walked slowly to the midwife's house. He repeatedly contacted Rohim. But it didn't work, when it was in front of the mosque. Suddenly his vision began to darken.

He was leaning against the fence of the mosque. Just as he was about to fall, Mukidi and the new Bu Sri were going to the fields to a sudden stop.

"In.. stop At... That's Neng Laila why."

"Tiiiinnn...."

The sound of Mukidi's new motor horn stopped suddenly. He who is nervous is not aware if his thumb is hitting the horn.