
The days passed by were not felt. The earth continues to spin on its axis. Roll seconds into minutes, minutes into hours, and so on until weeks become months.
It has been almost three months that Jamal settled in the pesantren. He was happy, even very happy. He continues to enjoy his days with joy. He is also always routine in every activity at the lodge. He became one of the superior santri, his hidden talent and genius that began to look so very can be felt by all, both by santri and Abah yai.
The day was unforgettable for all the students. During the Sunday night routine of the al-Mukhlis boarding school in the core hall of the cottage, all the children's students gathered there. Abah yai led the Arabic lesson. At that time Abah yai humored sya’ir. Finished ber’ir he asked:
“Hayo sinten zinc saget ngi’robke sya’ nembe?” (Hayo, who can wheeze’ sya’ir earlier?).
All santri was silent. The mood suddenly felt so quiet. It was as if the core hall of the hut was so vast that no one was there. Abah yai repeated the same question a second time:
“Hayo, enten zinc saget mboten?” (Hayo, can anyone or can't?).
The sons and daughters are still silent. Abah's question really complicates everything. Meng I’robkan a sya’ir. That's a really tough challenge. But unexpectedly and predictably, from the back row there was a voice splitting the silence.
“Bismilbornrohmanirrohim,”
Everyone spontaneously searched for the source of the sound. Mba-mba hut was curious not to play and asked each other who the sounding santri kang.
Everyone did not expect. The sound came out of Jamal's throat. He then wheezed’kan sya’ir it. Everyone listened carefully and felt amazed. Plus the praise of Abah yai after he knew that Jamal's answer was all right.
It seems that since that incident, Jamal also became one of the santri who became a special concern of Abah yai silently. When in Jamal's class, he often asked about anything, and Jamal also answered all questions Abah Yai always right and satisfying.
Sunday night, Jamal's mind seemed clouded. The atmosphere is so gray. He seems to be thinking deeply. This afternoon he was chatting with one of his friends.
His friend revealed that Abah Yai once said he strongly forbade his students to be circumcised without his permission. His friend also said that once there was a santri who berwirid-wirid and without Abah Yai's permission his soul was then different and somewhat stressed.
"Why could that be? Isn't that a good thing? It's even highly recommended." Jamal murmured in his daydream. He still feels inexhaustible with wirid there santri who is a bit strict. It's strange he thinks.
"Eh kang Jamal, why daydream?" Suddenly the voice of Ustadz Maulana shocked him.
"Eh ustadz!" Surprised Jamal.
"What's up to kang, how to daydream?" Ask Ustadz Maulana.
"Ahehe, ndak papa tadz," Looks shy.
"Well, yes ndak maybe to ndak nothing until dyek. Hehe. The story is the same as me kang Jamal, maybe I can be a good listener," said Ustadz Maulana.
"Hehe, how about tadz. It loo I was a bit confused in response to the stories of the santri kang-kang," said Jamal.
"Hehe. What's the story to kang?" Ustadz Maulana Curious.
"That's loo tadz. He said there used to be one of the santri kang who likes to wirid and berwirid. But I think why can because the wire is very good even recommended by some guardians and teachers santri it becomes a bit stressful? How could you ask my question!" Ask Jamal.
"Owalaaah, just a little problem like that to. Kirain has a problem. Hehe. So gini lo kang Jamal," While taking a deep breath and continuing, continued,
"Reading the wirid is highly recommended! There is even a saying: 'the magic without the wirid is like a man living with limp'...
But here, in our diesantren Abah Yai forbid santri-santri for wiridan and instead we are quite told to diligently salaried and always congregate at every prayer five times," he explained.
"Then what does this have to do with the santri?" Ask Jamal who still does not understand the words of Ustadz Maulana.
"Oh yes, so because the territory shohibul (owner of the territory/Abah Yai) forbid it, the automatics in the area are also strictly prohibited berwirid-wirid. And now the sisantri is breaking the prohibition from Abah Yai, yes it turns out that from his letter that is read not out other wisdom, but instead makes it a bit stressful," said Ustadz Maulana.
"Oh, so so to," Satisfied Jamal.
"Yayaya, uh ustadz. By the way tumben came to the dormitory santri, what is it?" Seka Jamal to find another chat.
"Oh yes, I forgot. Hehe. So gini kang Jamal. I was called and faced Abah Yai. Apparently he asked a lot about you. So I answer as much as I can. Oh yes, later your prayer will also be told to face him!" Ustadz Maulana.
"See about me? Told facing?" Jamal.
"Yes. That's right for Jamal" replied Ustadz Maulana.
"What is it about kang? Kok tumben, "Heran Jamal.
"I don't know Kang either. The point is I was just told to deliver Abah Yai's message and you were asked to face him" said Ustadz Maulana.
"Oh, yes tadz. Thank you ustadz" Jamal said sincerely.
"Yes. Same with Jamal. Yes, I said yes first. That's still some business" Pamit Ustadz.
"Oh yes ustadz, please," Jamal invited.
"Assalamu'alaykum,"
"Wa'alaykumussalam warohmatulloh."
Jamal's heart is racing. He was confused as to what else to say. He doesn't usually speak four eyes with Abah Yai. Plus with some questions in his mind 'what did Abah Yai call me? Did I make a mistake?'.
Jamal's heart really made him restless. He was getting late in his silence.
Suddenly a greeting Ridwan surprised and broke his daydream, he said,
"Woy kang Jamal! Nightmare wae. Haha,"
"Astaghfirulloh the Ridwan. It's a shock" said Jamal.
"Ahaha. It's wrong of you to daydream and I continue to pay attention," said Ridwan without feeling wrong in the slightest.
"Hehe, no papa kang Ridwan, just kind of anu," Elak Jamal.
"Anu what? Anu ona! Haha. Think of a girl in Jamal's class? Ahahaha," asked Ridwan.
"Astaghfirulloh, yes. I also don't know anyone." Jamal replied as he turned away from Ridwan.
Time is fast moving. Now what Jamal feared had arrived. He must face Abah Yai. After finishing bathing and praying together, he hurriedly ran to Ustadz Maulana.
"Assalamu'alaikum ustadz,"
"Wa'alaikum salam kang Jamal. What's the matter kang?"
"This is tadz, how will I speak and speak before Abah Yai? I was afraid of being disrespectful to him" Jamal said.
"Owalaah. That's to. Gini kang Jamal's. Later you greet at the door of ndalem, after there is an answer you enter by bowing. Usually Abah Yai asks 'who?', just answer your name. Then after you go in shaking hands with Abah Yai with his hands you go back and forth" said Ustadz Maulana.
"Why should it be turned upside down?"
lanjuuut.....