Ling Tian's
Adaptation and Crying (revision)
Day by day Jamal passed by. More and more of his acquaintances in the pesantren are still in holiday condition because it is still in Shawwal month. And usually, the study begins in the month of Dzul-qo’dah early or mid. Depends on what Abah yai wants. Jamal saw many new students who were also delivered by their parents like him at that time.
Jamal besides him is good at talking, high thinker and genius, actually he is also a figure who likes to joke, cheerful, and even laugh. However, if he knows of a heart-wrenching matter or event, he often shed his diamond tears.
On Sunday at 10:00 a.m., he sat alone stunned. His heart was full of excitement. The look on his face looked rather moody and accompanied by his teary eyes even melted.
Seeing that, Arif who was the next room neighbor hurriedly greeted him.
“Kang Jamal!”
“I-iyan” Jamal stunned and stuttered in reply. As fast as lightning he wiped the clear puddles on his eyes and cheeks.
“Why kang? How did you look at you from earlier daydreaming? That was to tears anyway!” arif asked while pointing at the remaining tear spheres on Jamal's cheeks.
“Eh.. It's okay Arif! I just remember my past! A time when I lived a life of disorder, of my own accord! Anyway severe!” answer Jamal honestly.
“Owh.. Do anything at all kang? To the extent that Jamal kang daydreams and cries like that!” curious Arif.
“Emm.. Ehe.. Actually this is something that has gone before! It's even been a long time! It's just that it doesn't mean that the past is easily forgotten! Especially if it's a sin!" jamal.
'I think, if a man commits a sin, even though he has been repentant or repentant, but he then forgets what he did, I think he is the one who was persuaded by the devil!" jamal said again.
“Lho? Why is that?” tanya Arif is getting curious.
“Iyaa, he's seduced by the devil! Because when in reality he does not know and will never know what his sin has really been forgiven by God or is still awake on his side,” said Jamal.
“Iya-iya! Then what sins did Jamal commit?” asked Arif repeatedly.
“Yes there is! Hehehe.." - Jamal's crybaby.
“Owala.. Kang.. Kang! Kirain daydreamed and continued to mourn until she cried because she was not at home in the cottage! Hehehe,” Arif joined the grimace is unclear.
"Huh! I'm so good at Arif! People living in pesantren are my own choice. Don't you at least Arif who is not yet at home! Hayo ngaku!” said Jamal looking at Arif with a rather sharp look.
Arif looks so grim when asked that question.
“Hehe.. Yes Jamal, I can not accept life in an environment like this! Want to eat must cook it yourself, eat it with a tray, just use your hands again! Haiyan.. Ngenes anyway!" arif.
"Not to mention tomorrow if you have taught, he said there is a lesson here, that's, sort of! Which at all I have never heard of let alone learned it!” arif said again honestly full of complaints.
"God! Gini you know Arif! We are the young men! That human bulldozer should have existed at a young time like us! So when old will stay to enjoy the efforts of the results of youth!.."
"The bottom line is, we live in pesantren not just to teach! But also trained his independence! It is also possible that we know how difficult it was for the ancients that there were no gas stoves and no appliances like today. Grateful chants will be able to come out of our mouths and ourselves. Maybe it's like that Arif kang!" jamal advised Arif.
“Owh..” understand Arif.
“So.. Wish to organize our minds! Do something that leads our souls to feel at home in this environment! Kang Arif knows, right? That the boarding school was in view syari’at is a good place! So, we feel at home in this place is a kindness also lo kang! Sure you! Hehehe..” said Jamal who increasingly looks wise.
“Keep how so that I can be hardened here? This place is so foreign in my life. What am I supposed to do?” ask Arif.
“Perhaps if you first feel the mole is indeed so kang Arif! He wants to go home! But rest assured! With a little forced allohumma, surely Arif kang will be at home here! Also we have not started to teach him alias still nuanced vacation. So Kang Arif does not know the beauty of teaching. Especially with Abah yai! Aye right?” jamal said still with his wisdom.
“Iya kang Jamal! That means yes.. Allohumma force?” arif said to make sure.
“Thank you for the advice! Thanks again!” arif said sincerely.
“Iya kang Arif! Sama-sama.” replied Jamal is also full of sincerity.
Arif also passed with inner satisfaction over the words that came from Jamal. Even very satisfied until the belief at home Arif embedded in his soul. Yep! It has to start with a little bit of coercion!
Another case with the mind of the planter kebetahan. He is indeed clever and very good at advising people and fading problems. But it's so hard to advise for himself.
Each time he remembered the two messages of the Supreme Master and Abinya, Jamal's heart returned moody and wondered once. Though every time he asked his friends about Abah Yai's message at the beginning of the mondok and register, they must be diwasiati to diligently teach and routine jama’nya. But why isn't he? It feels so unfair he murmured.
“Ahh!"
He threw his own face to avoid about su’zon or worse suspect to his teacher.
It seemed, after he felt and studied deeply. With all the confidence and understanding he had, as well as the wisdom of his conversation with Arif, he concluded:
“It seems that I also had to adapt as well for a while and accept the dissatisfaction of my soul. How unlucky I am! I was able to get Arif's kang out of his trouble, but even I was still imprisoned in the bars of anxiety. Astaghfirulloh, astaghfirulloh, astaghfirullohal ‘adzim.” he said while closing his eyes.
The days keep going. The time and feel of the cottage vacation will soon be over. Jamal enjoys reading his history books. According to him, rather than just being idle and silent, he better use it to add to his historical insight
Reading and writing are her hobbies. Each time he finished reading a history and found the wisdom implied in it, he wrote and collected the results of his discovery.
Not a few he also made up stories and short stories that contain life inspirations. His hobby had already appeared since he was sitting on the bench Mts. Until he was offered one of his Indonesian teachers for his essay sent in the nation's children's magazine. But he always rejected it on the grounds of not wanting to be famous.
Because of his genius in understanding every problem and also the activeness of his soul, he always incised the first champion in his class. Even after sitting in the 9th grade of Tsanawiyah, he was named the chairman of OSIS.
And when the national exam has finished its implementation, he got the title of the best student in his school and received many awards and scholarship offers in various high schools and Madrasah Aliyah.
However, again the son of kiai Syakur refused all tempting offers. He leaned more soul and interest to continue his learning in the pesantren. Finally, when the diploma has not yet come out, he has crossed into the land of Java to hunt for knowledge there.
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Ashar's prayer began to echo, followed by musholla and mosques around it. Beautiful sails chant sacred sentences. Jamal who has finished bathing and washing as soon as possible headed to the main hall of the cottage to berjama’ah.
That afternoon Jamal was so stunned. Hearing the praise of the interlocutors before the prayer was established while waiting for the arrival of Abah Yai.
Kang Junaid, member and vocalist of hadrah cottage humming beautifully.
“Allohumma sholli wasallim ‘ala.. Sayyidina wamaulana Muhammadin…"
“ ‘Adadama fii ‘ilmillahi sholatan.
“Ilahii lil Firdausi ahlaa... Walaa aqwa ‘alannaaril jahimii”.
“Fahablitaubatan waghfir dzunubi.. Fainnaka ghofirudz-dzambil ‘adzimi”.
“Duh wrestling kulo sanes suargo experts.. Nanging kulo mboten tips wonten neroko,”.
(O Lord, I am not a heavenly master, but I will not be strong in hell either).