NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#211
"How are you doing, Brother Master, and who's keeping you there?" Rianti immediately raised a question to Master Izzul Islam once Master Izzul Islam appeared behind the door. Master Izzul Islam grabbed a plastic chair by the door and brought it near Rianti's bed. The coffee was placed near Rianti's head. Jamila himself, once he saw Master Izzul Islam coming, he immediately prepared the food he had bought.
Master Izzul Islam smiled. Just want to signal to Rianti that the calamity that occurred does not have to remove the smile from the lips.
"mother responded when I mentioned your name and name. Mom's life expectancy must be there, but it's very thin. With the remaining two percent of the blood vessels, the mother will not live a normal life if given a chance to live by God. We leave everything to God, for to Him we shall return."
Rianti lowered his face. He nodded his head slowly.
"Doctor said, sister can see mom tonight." Says Master Izzul Islam. The clinking sound of a spoon on a plate made Master Izzul Islam turn his head. Rianti held her hand gently.
"Sir Master eat there first. From this afternoon Brother Tuan has not eaten," said Rianti. Master Izzul Islam. He sighed, then got up. The food on the table was finished by Jamila.
Mr. Guru Izzul Islam went to the place to eat when the cry of a baby in the arms of Rianti was heard. Rianti looked at Master Izzul Islam.
"Have there. Brother Master eat first. It's women's business" Rianti said. Jamila smile. After Rianti finished breastfeeding, she immediately picked up the baby and carried it.
"Awas, you've used that kid you carry. Tomorrow he will definitely not want to sleep before being carried by you," said Rianti. Jamila smile.
"Leave it, son. Jamila's mother is strong even though she will carry you until morning" Jamila said as she looked at the baby in her cradle, asking her to speak. Rianti smiled. Seeing his friendship for the first time with Master Izzul Islam and Jamila today, a little could not comfort his sadness because of the calamity that befell Sulastri. This is the happiness he craves. And if for example one day Mr. Guru Izzul Islam married again to have a wife of four, he would not mind it at all. As long as they have a heart like Jamila's. But even if Master Izzul Islam asks permission to marry again, she as the first wife will apply the mandatory conditions for the woman. They must memorize the Qur'an. He wants in his house to be filled with the holy lafadz-lafadz of the divine kalam. Life is only temporary. In the Hereafter will be eternal and true life.
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The sound of wheelchairs rolling on the floor echoed in the hospital hallway to the ICU room. Bakda Isya's'. Master Izzul Islam is in charge of pushing the wheelchair occupied by Rianti. While Jamila was beside him holding Rianti's son. Fahmi who was enjoying a cup of coffee outside the room smiled when he saw Rianti waving his hand towards him. Without waiting for Rianti to get in front of him, he got up and approached. He immediately replaced Master Izzul Islam to encourage Rianti.
"Patience, Dik," said Rianti as he looked up at Fahmi who pushed him. Fahmi smiled nodding his head.
"God willing, I am ready for whatever will happen to my mother, Brother. We have no power or effort other than Him" Fahmi replied.
"Well, Farida, Rayhan, when to come here, Dik," asked Master Izzul Islam when he saw Farida and Rayhan sitting to the left and right of Sulastri. Both of them stood up and approached. Both of their eyes look blotchy. Master Izzul Islam soon embraced both.
The two hugged Rianti. For a moment they dissolve in tears.
"Already, Sister. We pray that mother is healed and perfectly healthy. But as Brother Tuan said, no matter what happens later, we must not overreact to it. We as Muslims believe in qada' and qadar Allah. These are all God's provisions." Rianti took turns wiping the tears of Rayhan and Farida.
"Look, mom can't see us, but we're sure she can hear us. Rest assured, the mother will be calm if she hears her children living in harmony and love each other," continued Rianti as she looked at Sulastri's face. Looks like Rianti's hand is moving. Looking at his face longer, his countenance seemed to slowly change. Like the expression of a smiling person.
"Be assured, the movement of the mother's hand was a sign that the mother was very happy to hear it." Rianti smiled towards the two.
"Farida, take your niece and Jamila's sister. We're gonna lay her down near mom" Rianti said. Farida turned around immediately. Jamila who carried Rianti's child under Sulastri's feet immediately gave it to Farida. Farida then laid him down quietly beside Sulastri. The sound of the baby and his touch on Sulastri's body made Sulastri's hand move again.
"Mom, I was not born of your womb. I've even antagonized and harmed you. But let alone my life, my good deeds as long as I live in the world, if there is any, I will leave it to you. Let me be tormented in hell as long as I can be happy in heaven with you." Rianti held his forehead and lowered his head. He could no longer continue his words. A moment of sobbing was heard in the room. Silent mood. There was no sound other than sobs from the people in the room. They were crying too. Even the baby who was still awake near Sulastri fell silent, like he was hearing the word Rianti.
Rianti raised his face. Then he stood up. Farida who was beside him immediately held onto his body. Rianti smiled looking at Sulastri's face.
"Mom, this child is your grandson. I will always remind him that my mother is the most meritorious person in the improvement of my life" Rianti said. He then kissed Sulastri softly.
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The atmosphere inside and outside the ICU, even in the courtyard of the hospital was suddenly crowded. The association of study mothers, orphans from various orphanages, employees from all companies owned by Yulian Wibowo, and people who have felt the generosity of Sulastri's hands. They were even willing to stay over when the visiting time was over. They were, without being asked, seen reciting surah yasin to Sulastri. The scenery that made Master Izzul Islam shook his head in amazement.
"This is the power of shadaqoh and generosity, Dik Fahmi. These people had already fused their hearts with mother. Mother has enjoyed the results of the piety of her heart in the world because sharing it with others, God willing, mother will enjoy it later on the side of Allah," said Master Izzul Islam while smiling proudly to Fahmi.
"Amin, Brother Master. Even the mother deliberately saved her salary while being the leader of the company for orphan spending money," Fahmi said.
" Mash Allah. The orphans who will get the shade of Allah on the day there is no fear of anything in the holy field" said Mr. Izzul Islam Guru. He then invited Fahmi back into the ICU room.