NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#208
The afternoon slowly began to sink into the dark power. The night came with a full moon in the middle of the sky. Its bright light befalls the leaves of the trees. The whole world is bathed in light. Both Mr. Izzul Islam and Jamila went to bed earlier tonight. Jamila herself was busy all day. The congregation, which is expected to be present tomorrow to complete the construction of the house where he lived later after Rianti from the prison, turned out unscheduled to come this morning. Practically, he who last night slept very late because he was busy preparing the room for Rianti and his future baby, was forced to help some santriwati to prepare food for pilgrims who carried royong. He did not have time to accompany Mr. Guru Izzul Islam dinner.After praying isya' he immediately laid his body on the bed. A few minutes later, Master Teacher Izzul Islam followed and lay down beside him.
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Rianti gazed towards the full moon above him while unceasingly shaking in amazement at the greatness of the Creator. The look in his eyes did not turn to look at the moon's perfectly circular face above the sky. He turned his head towards Master Izzul Islam who was standing beside him with the same gaze, full of amazement towards the moon.
Rianti scratched his forehead. Something moved as he did not turn his eyes away from the moon. Something like a white light that slowly moved towards Master Izzul Islam. He squeezed his eyes out like he wanted to make sure that the light he saw was real. Rianti took a few steps back. The light was like increasingly rushing towards Master Izzul Islam. The faster and.., Rianti immediately pushed the strong body of Master Izzul Islam but unfortunately, the light was too fast and slid into the chest of Master Izzul Islam. Strange, Master Izzul Islam is not affected at all. Even he just smiled seeing Rianti who was busy examining his chest. Not finished his curiosity, again Rianti was surprised by a beam of light that shot upwards from behind him. The light got further away and finally dimmed and disappeared in the middle of the moonlight.
"Astaghfiullah!"
Rianti woke up from his sleep. He almost fell off his bed before one of his hands managed to balance his body. Rianti gave a long sigh. He tried to stabilize his breathing and heartbeat. A glass of water on the bedside table he took and drank slowly.
"Yes, God, what does the dream of a servant mean." Rianti. Rianti raised his head. He tried to interpret for himself what he had just seen in a dream. Light is a symbol for good things. He had no doubt that his dream was a good dream. But the question is, the state of the two lights that glide opposite. Is this a sign for his freedom tomorrow? Or is it a sign of the imminent birth of the child in the womb? inner Rianti.
"May Allah be. Protect your servants and families from evil things we do not know. To You we rely and surrender" said the Rianti. After his feelings began to calm down, Rianti raised his body slowly. He rubbed his enlarged stomach.He could no longer walk too far to take ablution water'. Fortunately, the toilet head would be kind enough to prepare a bucket in his cell for ablution'. He hoped that his stomach would no longer hurt as he felt three nights in a row. She knew her pregnancy was getting closer. But she wanted to give birth when she came home.
Rianti stepped slowly towards the medium-sized black bucket in the corner of his room. He then opened a small hole cover where the water came out, which was made from a flip-flop base. Rianti lowered his body slowly. With a sitting position, he started ablution'.
Late and silent night. The atmosphere in a deserted container left behind by its residents. Only Rianti's takbir voice was occasionally heard.
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