NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#235
The sky again looks cloudy this afternoon, after this morning rain fell rapidly. The drizzle looks starting to come down.
Master Izzul Islam placed the book he read beside him and laid his body on the bed. The voice of Rianti and Jamila who were playing with Azka in the living room was still heard. Something is now in his mind. Something he had wanted to reveal to the two since three days ago, but he was still not sure to talk about it with the two. He's still considering it. He was afraid that he would ruin their joy. Moreover, He still wanted to listen to his deepest inner voice. He once thought of forgetting it. But strangely, it made him uneasy.
Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh. Then he got up. After putting up his clothes, he stepped out towards the door. But just as he was about to open the door, he undoes his intentions. He turned around slowly and sat down on the side of his bed. He was silent for a moment while propping up his chin with the thumb and index finger of his right hand.
Master Teacher Izzul Islam let out a long sigh and nodded. The skull on his head was removed and placed on the bed. He then lifted both of his sleeves up on his elbow. After that, he got up and stepped into the bathroom to take the ablution water'.
Mr. Guru Izzul Islam came out of his room after having performed two rakaat prayers. His heart calmed down a little and felt confident to say something to Rianti and Jamila. Along his way to the living room to meet Rianti and Jamila, he continued to pray that what he would say would not make Rianti and Jamila's heart hurt.
"Azka, look who's coming" Rianti said as he turned his index-finger gaze toward Master Izzul Islam who was standing behind him. Azka. As soon as he saw Master Izzul Islam was behind him, he immediately stood up and hugged the feet of Master Izzul Islam. Master Izzul Islam smiled and carried Azka. He sat down between Jamila and Rianti.
"Azka's been paying with Jamila's mom?" said Master Teacher Izzul Islam while fixing Azka's seat on his lap. Azka turned to look towards Jamila. Jamila smiled and gave her thumb.
"Say the father that Azka had memorized the letter of An-nas" said Jamila.
"Subhanallah, smart boy. Later father buy cars if Azka has memorized Al-Lahb letter huh?" said Master Teacher Izzul Islam while kissing Azka's head.
Master Izzul Islam sighed and stared at Rianti and Jamila. The two looked at each other when for some time Master Teacher Izzul Islam just looked at them with a smile without saying anything. Master Izzul Islam scratched his head. He took a long breath.
"Someone wants me with you. But just say it in the room," said Master Izzul Islam. Jamila and Rianti nodded. Master Izzul Islam gave Azka to Rianti. He then got up followed by both.
"Suhaini, Nur," called Rianti when he arrived at the door. Suhaini and Nur Jamila who were accompanying Inak Nurmah in the back room immediately came out and approached towards them.
"Bring Azka into your room huh," Rianti said as she handed Azka to Suhaini.
"Azka same grandma first. Want to tell a story about Cuplak and Gurantang," said Rianti while rubbing the head of Azka. Azka nodded. Suhaini and Nur Jamila then immediately took her to the back room. The master teachers of Izzul Islam, Rianti and Jamila simultaneously waved their hands towards Azka as Azka waved her hands towards them.
"I got scared. Tumben Kak Tuan is this serious," Rianti said as they had sat on the sofa.
For a moment the atmosphere became silent. Master Izzul Islam has not yet been seen wanting to start his conversation. Rianti and Jamila were still waiting full of curiosity. Not usually Master Izzul Islam like that. Like there was something heavy he was thinking about. And he seems to have trouble saying it.
Master Izzul Islam improved his sitting position. The bodies of Jamila and Rianti who were on his left and right side were brought closer to his body. He hugged the bodies of both of them tightly. The two's forehead alternates in her soft kiss. Jamila glanced at Rianti showing her confusion. Likewise with Rianti. The two began to feel worried about something that might burden Master Izzul Islam. Each tried to guess in their minds about something that might be a burden Master Izzul Islam.
"Sir Master, if there is anything that you want to convey, just go ahead. Frankly, the silence of Kak Tuan and the attitude of Kak Tuan inj makes us so anxious," said Rianti with his head leaning on the shoulders of Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. Both his eyes looked into the face of Master Izzul Islam. Trying to read the expression from the face of Master Izzul Islam. Master Izzul Islam smiled and rubbed the heads of the two. After that, he then raised his second head slowly. He mendehem. He took a deep breath while closing his eyes for a moment.
"I take refuge in God, the All-reversing One, in the lust that dominates my soul." Master Izzul Islam was silent for a moment. He lowered his head. Then alternately look at the two.
Jamila got up to take bottled water and put it in front of Master Izzul Islam.
"It's really heavy to say it. I am most afraid to make your hearts hurt and sad. By God, everything I've been looking for is with you two. Really, I'm so lucky to have you. I'm glad for you both. May Allah record you as angels of heaven" continued Master Izzul Islam greeted directly with amen from both.
"For the sake of Allah, we also testify that Brother Tuan is a husband who understands the rights of his wife. Brother Tuan has been fair. What you do is in accordance with what you said. We are grateful to be destined to live to accompany Brother Tuan. Whatever you want is our happiness to make it happen," said Rianti who was immediately greeted by a smile and nod of Jamila's head.
Master Izzul Islam. Her tears look out.
"Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah," said Master Izzul Islam while wiping his tears.
"You know, my whole life has been occupied with wrestling in the field of religion. I have great aspirations of spending my whole life spreading the Shia Islam according to my ability. This rapid development, making change and freedom has shifted the values of religion in our society. I want in every village there are branches of our pesantren. At least, people who slightly neglect their religion can be cool with verses and remembrance from the speakers we listen to. As hard as the stone, it will be hollow also if it is continuously dripped with water." Master Izzul Islam stopped his words. He took a deep breath and stared at the photo of his late father.
"Almarhumah mother once told me that one of the prayers of the late father was, if his son did not give any benefit to his religion, he asked that God not extend the life of his children. Instead, he prayed to fulfill all his son's good wishes before he could take his age."Master Izzul Islam is silent again. Rianti and Jamila listened carefully to what Master Izzul Islam said. For a while, the two have not been able to conclude the direction of the conversation of Master Izzul Islam. Both are still waiting for Master Izzul Islam to continue his conversation. Rianti poured water in a bottle into a glass in front of Master Izzul Islam.
Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh. He then drank the water poured by Rianti. Master Izzul Islam stared alternately at the two. He smiles. His second hand held him tightly and placed him on his lap.
"I want to ask your permission to marry again."