NIGHT BUTTERFLY

NIGHT BUTTERFLY
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At 14:12, Rianti and Layla stopped in front of Nurasmin's gate. Rianti who does not intend to go down and try to avoid being seen by the residents of the house, forced to get out of the car when Sofia's mom who was watering ornamental plants in the yard already recognized him when Layla got out of the car. As soon as she saw it, Sofia ma'am immediately removed the water hose in her hand and rushed out to Rianti. He who had been busy looking for Layla who suddenly disappeared from the house, completely ignored her. His attention was on Rianti.


"Son Rianti? Come on, come on in, kid. Rest inside first" said Sofia as she pulled Rianti's hand. Rianti smiled. He took off Sofia's hand and immediately kissed her hand. After that they kiss each other on the cheeks.


"Next time, Mom. I need to get home quickly. In a quiet house," said Rianti.


Bu Sofia frowned.


"Well, where are Izzul's kids to Jamila?" ask Sofia. His hand was still tightly holding Rianti's hand.


"He said, Again take Azka a walk to the beach turtles,"


"Keep, Nak Rianti himself has gone. How come Layla is suddenly the same? Meet where?" asked Sofia's mother in surprise, she alternately looked at Rianti and Layla. Rianti glanced towards Layla. Both smiling.


"I'm just from Authore, Mom. Check the readiness of the pearl harvest day after tomorrow. Because I'm just the same as Zaebon, I'm not good. So, coming through here, I stopped by first in Layla. Mumpung hearts week too, all the way," explained Rianti.


"Pantesan, contacted several times hpnya not active," said Sofia's mom while staring sullenly at Layla. Layla smiles.


" I represent Layla apologizing for worrying my mother" Rianti said. Sofia's mother let out a long sigh.


"But cooking won't come in first, son. Tumben-tumben Nak Rianti stopped by,"


"God willing the day after I come home from the harvest of pearls, I will stop by here. All bring mother pearl oysters to cook," said Rianti.


"Ok, mom wait. I'll cook big that day. If you don't come, it's your responsibility that the food is in vain?" said Sofia ma'am. Rianti smiled. He grabbed Sofia's hand and kissed her.


"Greetings to you, ma'am" said Rianti.


"God willing, son. Your father just came out. He said he wanted to buy tobacco" Sofia said. Rianti smiled.


"Then, I send greetings to Mr. Ya Bu," said Rianti. Sofia nodded her head while smiling.


Layla approaches Rianti and regrets her. After that, Rianti got into his car. After waving at Sofia and Layla, he lifted the window and told Zaebon to turn on the engine. The car slowly moves away from Sofia's house.


* * * * *


Several wisps of black clouds were seen marching towards the sky of the village. Dry leaves mixed with garbage papers were seen circling in the yard of the house hit by the wind.


Layla closed the Qur'an that had just been read after the dhuhur prayer. He kissed her for a long time while feeling a sense of calmness in his heart. The Qur'an he believed was the Word of God, but he had rarely read it. The tranquility he felt today he believed to be one of the virtues of reading the Qur'an. The Qur'an as a healer. Healer of his heart that is always restless. What he heard from Rianti, said Rianti, low self-esteem in front of his employees while at Authore, everything, has become a new motivation for him. The figure of Rianti transformed into a new idol for him. All is in Rianti. Beautiful, rich, humble, meek and of course religious. The Rianti that he had heard about his past was a very cruel person, whose crimes to date no one had ever done in that place, now it has miraculously changed into a figure of a woman who is shalah. Like he never committed that crime in his life.


And of course he wants to be like Rianti.Even when he is still with him on the beach, he wants to hurry home. The beauty that radiated on Rianti's face, was no ordinary beauty. There is something difficult to explain the words. Simply put, perhaps if he could conclude, that beauty comes from the water of ablution and the eyes that always look to the Qur'an. He said softly because his tongue was decorated letter by letter from the Qur'an.


Layla smiles.


Ah, he felt he could not take it anymore. He wanted to see Nurasmin and Sofia immediately to say what he was thinking in the car on the way home.


Slowly he approached the two.


Layla. Mr. Nurasmin and Ms. Sofia turned their heads. Seeing Layla smile so beautiful in her white face, Sofia immediately got up. It was common for him to see Layla like that. Most just look at him and invite him to join. But what was unusual today, he immediately got up and stared at Layla for quite a while. So too with Nurasmin. Layla's face today was more cheerful than usual. It looks more loose and like no load.


"Subhanallah, beautiful mother's son. I thought I had Rianti's sister's arrival again. Turns out our son, sir," said Sofia's mom. Layla just smiled. He stepped forward and sat down. Sofia and Nurasmin's hand kissed her. Both Sofia and Nurasmin replied with a kiss on Layla's forehead.


"Sir,Bu. There's something Layla wants to talk about" Layla said. Mr. Nurasmin shrank the volume of tv he was watching.


"What do you want to talk about, son," said Mr. Nurasmin. Bu Sofia noticed Layla who was unceasingly smiling. Maybe today there is something that makes Layla too happy so she can not hold her smile. There might be something else he talked about with Rianti while going with him for a walk. It may have something to do with Master Izzul Islam. Inner bu Sofia.


"Sir, Ma'am, Layla lectures here, right? no need to go to java. Layla's fear is not hard" Layla said. The face of Sofia's mother who had been somewhat stiffened began to soften. He smiles. Sofia's mom looked over. This time he felt he had to talk.


"Where do you want to go to college, you and your mom don't mind, son. As long as you can take care of yourself." Bu Sofia rubbed Layla's head gently. Layla smiles.


"After Layla thought-about, Layla decided to go to the boarding house in Al-Aziziyah West Lombok, Bu. Layla wants to go to college while memorizing the Qur'an" Layla replied. Both Sofia ma'am and Nurasmin sighed in relief while saying hamdalah. A happy smile emanated clearly from the faces of the two. Sofia smiled. What he thought might have been true. It is possible that Rianti, who is a memorizer of the Qur'an, has given him motivation, so suddenly Layla wants to memorize the Qur'an. Something far from both minds.


"Alhamdulillah, that's more than what you and your father expect, son" said Mr. Nurasmin. Both eyes of Mr. Nurasmin glazed. He turned to Sofia and touched her hand.


"Mom, tomorrow you want permission not to go to school. Tomorrow we al-aziziyah boarding school to look around first, all of us will wholesale the needs of Layla cottage," said Mr. Nurasmin enthusiastically.


"Asiatic. Come, Son. You can call whatever your wish is. As expensive as it is, just ask your father. Aren't you, Sir?" said Sofia bu while glancing towards Pak Nurasmin.


Mr. Nurasmin was silent for a moment. He stared alternately at Layla and Sofia's face. Sofia just looked at him with a smile. Waiting for answers, Nurasmin. Mr. Nurasmin nodded.


"May," he said as he slowly lifted his body. He approached Layla and kissed her head.


"If you do not ask for a car," continued Mr. Nurasmin as he passed into his room. A few minutes later, he came out again. This time it looks neat. Like traveling out. Sofia looked at him in wonder.


"Where are you going?how come I'm suddenly dressed like that?" ask Sofia. Layla turned her head.He was also surprised to see the appearance of Mr. Nurasmin. Mr. Nurasmin smiled as he tidied up his collar.


"She suddenly wanted to enjoy lunch in a beautiful place. Want to eat mushroom chili, dry eel chili, pecel. Father suddenly remembered his restaurant, the lateumah bu Sulastri. You want to go there" said Mr. Nurasmin. Serempak bu Sofia and Layla got up and scattered near Pak Nurasmin.


"Come, Sir. Come," cried the two. Mr. Nurasmin smiled.


"Then, change your clothes there" said Mr. Nurasmin. Both of them immediately entered their rooms.


* * * * *


Right where Sulastri used to sit often recounting his complaints to Rahima, Layla stood looking at the full round sun, which would soon sink behind the hills. Thin clouds exposed to the sun, like an omnipresent painting that amazes the beholder. A sign of the greatness of Allah.


The place was deliberately made Sulastri as a place of contemplation. In front of him lay a verdant weed field, with several hills connecting to each other. The visitors usually often spend their time after enjoying the tour in that place. The cool air with the breeze coming down from the hills, making the expanse of weeds like dancing.


At that place Layla made a vow to herself. He will be a reciter of the Qur'an. Not because of what and who. That's his heart at the moment. And he was steady, that what he promised was the best fatwa of his heart for him.