NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#128
The sound of a car horn was heard once from outside the gate. Sulastri who was inside the house immediately came out. A silver Fanther car is seen when Mr. Bayan opens the gate. Sulastri's smile was wide. Rianti who was in the room also came out, but hurriedly Sulastri told him to go back in.
"Here you go, just follow Mom's orders. You'll know for yourself" Sulastri said. Rianti turned her body and stepped back into her room. I don't know what Sulastri is planning right now. Sulastri really made her curious since this morning.
Master Izzul Islam was seen coming out of his car. He was seen alone without his personal driver. Mr. Bayan immediately took her home. Getting closer, Sulastri's chest was pounding. The aroma of the typical perfume of Master Izzul Islam spread everywhere.
"Assalamualaikum, Mr. Guru," Sulastri said before when Master Izzul Islam had arrived in front of him. Master Izzul Islam smiled.
"Wa alaikum salam. I'm sorry Mrs Sulastri, I'm late" said Mr. Izzul Islam.
"It's okay, Master Teacher. Master Teacher has come here to be an honor for us" Sulastri said. He invited Master Izzul Islam into the house.
"Sir Bayan,"
"Yes, Mom,"
"Pak Bayan is also coming inside. Accompany Master," said Sulastri. Mr. Bayan nodded and immediately followed Master Teacher Izzul Islam towards the living room.
"So early this morning there was a sudden guest at home. So I have to wait for them to leave before leaving here" said Mr. Izzul Islam after a while sitting on the living room sofa. His eyes began to notice the situation inside the spacious living room. Sulastri smiled.
"What's wrong with the house, ma'am. Do you often have ghosts?" sir Guru Izzul Islam half joking. Sulastri smiled back.
"My son Rianti is about to start working, Master Teacher. It was time for him to replace my position in the company. Ask for his prayer too, may the journey lead in the future always in the protection of God. He also remains a good person and avoids mungkar's actions" said Sulastri. He lowered his head. Master Izzul Islam nodded his head.
"God willing, Mom." Master Izzul Islam improved his sitting position.
"If we see someone who is very attentive to the five prayers of his time, then suppose he is a responsible person. Never doubt it. But on the contrary, if he neglects to pray, then rest assured, for other matters, he will underestimate it even more." Master Izzul Islam stopped his words. He picked up the bottled water bottle in front of him and poured it into the glass in front of him. Sulastri and Mr. Bayan waited solemnly. Master Izzul Islam sighed with a smile alternately staring at Sulastri and Pak Bayan. The drink glass was placed back on the table.
"The lesson I want to convey from my words is, that prayer is the secret of the success of a servant in the world and the hereafter. Prayer is really a means of connecting God with His servant. If we are well guarded, we will continue to connect with God. And certainly what we do is always under the supervision of Allah Almighty" said Mr. Izzul Islam concluded his words. Mr. Bayan and Sulastri nodded in unison. What was conveyed by Master Izzul Islam made Mr. Bayan repeatedly say Istighfar.
"This is it, Ms. Sulastri. My message to my mother and certainly to all of us. When non-Muslims feel more advanced because they leave the teachings of their religion, then on the contrary, we will be more advanced with dignity by sticking to the teachings of our religion," said Master Izzul Islam.
Sulastri returned and Bayan nodded.
"Subhanallah" Sulastri said.
"So, the advice doesn't need much. Enough to keep the prayer," continued Mr. Guru Izzul Islam.
"Sir Bayan, please accompany Master Teacher for a moment, I want to call Non Rianti first" Sulastri whispered to Mr. Bayan. Mr. Bayan nodded his head. Sulastri smiled at Master Izzul Islam.
"Sorry, Master Teacher. I stay a while, call my son. He should have listened to Master Teacher's advice as well" Sulastri said. Master Izzul Islam smiled. He invited Sulastri. Sulastri got up and immediately headed to the room where Rianti was.
Rianti who was already looking bored waiting inside the room immediately surged up when Sulastri opened the room door. Sulastri smiled. Since this morning, he had made Rianti curious. Seeing Rianti's bored face, he immediately approached Rianti. He suddenly grabbed Rianti's head and kissed her forehead. Rianti smiled in astonishment.
"What the hell is it, Mom. Rianti is really confused with the behavior of the mother," said Rianti.
"Let's get up" Sulastri said. He pulls Rianti's hand and takes her to the wardrobe. Rianti was only silent when Sulastri took out a blue-colored batik hijab and the same colored robe from the closet. Rianti scrunched his forehead. Sulastri still keeps the hijab. The difference is, the hijab looks still new and intact like newly purchased.
"Mom still keeps it?" rianti said showing the hijab in her hand. Sulastri.
"Son, maybe you're wondering why you're doing this. This is one of my efforts for your good. May Allah be pleased to make the reality of what is now the faith of mother."
Rianti still did not understand. He looked at Sulastri's face full of investigation. Sulastri smiled. He pinched Rianti's cheek.
You are beautiful when you look at your mother like that" Sulastri said. Rianti smiled.
"Now put the hijab and the robe. Then go out and make Mr. Master a coffee" Sulastri said.
"During this time I haven't made Master Teacher coffee?" ask Rianti. Sulastri smiled.
"Why not ask bi Aisyah or bi Munawarah, ma'am," said Rianti.
"They are busy. Let you do it. Come on, put that on and meet mom in the living room. That hijab and that robe I've kept for fifteen years waiting for your return. I want you to wear it today" Sulastri said. After that he left Rianti.
Rianti was still speechless staring at Sulastri until the door of the room closed again. He looked at her for a moment and the hijab she was holding. What Sulastri did really made him confused. Now his chest is starting to thump. Imagining himself going out and meeting the Master Teacher Izzul Islam made him feel awkward. He did not want the embarrassing incident when visiting the house of Master Izzul Islam repeated again. He was afraid that his eyes were hypnotized by the extraordinary charm and aura of the face of Master Izzul Islam.
Rianti. He slowly stepped towards the mirror. He then began to remove his clothes and replace them with a robe given Sulastri. Rianti smiled looking at his appearance in front of the mirror. Totally different. The blue color of the robe and the batik motif hijab really matches its appearance. He felt, this was his best performance.
Rianti raised his head and looked up. He smiles. His eyes seemed to show such great gratitude to the Creator. He does not praise himself. God gave her beauty. There is nothing more praiseworthy than the Giver of Beauty itself.
"Alhamdulillah" said Rianti. He turned and walked towards the door. After closing her eyes for a while while gathering her courage, she steadily walked out of the room.