NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#139
"God willing. Tomorrow night we will perform his martyrdom. Let the santri also watch it. And for tonight, you stay here. It's night. It's not nice these nights out. Especially with those who are not mahromnya," said Master Izzul Islam. Cristian sighing. He turned towards Qurratul Aini. Qurratul Aini nodded and moved his eyes.
"Ee.., that's also what we need to talk about, Master Teacher. Frankly, we did not dare to go home. We are here also to ask Master for help to take Aini home. He's afraid his father's mad."
Master Izzul Islam and Nyai Mustiani looked at each other. Both are frowning.
Master Izzul Islam turned towards Qurratul Aini. He's still down. Even though he was no longer crying, his excitement still sounded occasionally. Master Izzul Islam turned his gaze towards Nyai Mustiani. Nyai Mustiani gestured with his eyes for Master Izzul Islam himself to explain to Qurratul Aini.
Master Teacher Izzul Islam took a long breath.
"Aini's right." Qurratul Aini raised his face and turned towards Master Izzul Islam. Master Teacher Izzul Islam stared at him for a moment.
"As I said at the beginning of the conversation. Everything we have, even life, belongs to God. Like it or not. If it was time, what was entrusted to us during life in the world would eventually return to its owner." Master Izzul Islam stopped his words. Qurratul Aini nodded. He did not understand the direction of the talk of Master Izzul Islam. Master Teacher Izzul Islam is still at a loss as to how to proceed with his words. Qurratul Aini will certainly be devastated when he finds out that his father has died. He will feel guilty and accuse him of the cause of his father's death.
"So, never assume that this is gone, this is dead because of this and that. The cause is intermediaries. All are predestined by God according to His limits." Back Qurratul Aini nodded his head.
"This is also what happened to our Father, Master Faeshal." The eyes of Qurratul Aini slightly expanded. He began to feel something different that he began to catch from the talk of Master Izzul Islam.
"He has lived half his life to devote himself to upholding the word of Allah." Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh. He swallowed his mouth deeply. His throat feels dry. The tea in front of him was drunk. Qurratul Aini's chest slowly started pounding. There was something about to hit his chest if what started in his mind now was something that Master Izzul Islam would say. Especially when Nyai Mustiani suddenly held her shoulder tightly.
"Here. Master Teacher has left us. God willing, he is now under the protection of Allah Almighty" said Master Izzul Islam. He again sighed and hoped that his words would not be too sudden and startled Qurratul Aini.
The mood instantly became silent. There's no sound whatsoever. When their gaze was fixed towards Qurratul Aini, Qurratul Aini only fell silent flabbergasted with a blank look towards Master Izzul Islam. Tears began to fill his eyes. Mouth gaping. And, the stifled tears finally spilled and flowed profusely on her cheeks. The last words of Master Izzul Islam really shocked his nerves. So suddenly. Only one day he left home. His father's condition also looks fresh. And now he hears about his death. He shakes in disbelief. It all happened because he left home. Cristian looked panicked. His sitting position became irregular, he was forced to get up from his seat. He approached. Because Qurratul Aini was silent without movement or a word, Aini's body was shaken slowly.
"Here?"
Qurratul Aini fainted.
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The night is getting late. The cold winds that flow along the night journey create friction in the branches and leaves of trees. Silent night. Rianti is still resting on his alphabet. Think and pray long so that he remains steadfast and not fragile to face the test in life. Tomorrow, Master Izzul Islam will come to propose to him. Not far ahead, obstacles will stand in his way. That's for sure. At this time he is very sure, the silence of Mr. Jamal by not spreading the perverted video until now is a mystery. I don't know what he's planning. Listening to Jeri's talk the other day, Jamal was like a wolf hiding in the bush and would pounce on his enemy if the time was right. As an ordinary human being, fear and worry were bound to come to his heart. No man is strong if he does not realize that it is all God's way of testing His servant. And he asked for it tonight. Awareness that, it takes a great test to rise to a higher level. The world is a stopover. A little pain is okay, rather than eternal pain in the wrath of God in the day of vengeance.
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Seeing the condition of Qurratul Aini who continued to cry and faint, finally Master Izzul Islam decided to take Qurratul Aini home. He also enlisted two sisters to accompany Qurratul Aini in the car. Nyai Indrawati who was not asleep at that time, was so shocked when he saw the body of the Qurratul Aini lunglai which was shared by two santriwati.
Nyai Indrawati who tonight can not sleep because thinking of Qurratul Aini immediately embraced him. Both crying broke. Qurratul Aini who felt guilty, rested at the feet of Nyai Indrawati apologized.
"I'm sorry, Mom. Aini didn't expect it to be like this. It's all Aini's fault. If only Aini had not left, maybe Aini still found father here," Aini said as he pleased. His head was placed on the lap of Nyai Indrawati while still calm. Nyai Indrawati tried to be calm. He gently rubbed the head of Qurratul Aini and kissed her.
"No, Son. Everything is predestined by God. Don't blame yourself. Don't wail. That can't be. Be patient and ask forgiveness from your father. That is one way of filial piety of a child to his parents who have died," said Nyai Indrawati. The head of Qurratul Aini. He smiles. Trying to calm the heart of Qurratul Aini.
His gaze Indrawati was fixed on Cristian who stood beside Master Izzul Islam. Cristian smiles.
"Cristian tonight you come home to the cottage. For a while you lived there first" said Master Izzul Islam. Cristian nodded.
After Qurratul Aini had started to calm down. Mr. Guru Izzul Islam please say goodbye to Nyai Indrawati. After that he took Cristian and the two santriwati back to the boarding house Qudwatusshalihin.