NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#243
The moon changed. Season after season, change. Not really, three years have passed. Time is like trying to remind people to reflect and see the messages of God through change in themselves. Hair that has begun to whiten, wrinkled skin, facial bones protrude, and everything that is not the same as before. A message that no matter when Allah calls them back to receive rewards and punishments.
The boarding house owned by Master Faeshal who has been renamed the boarding house Qurratul Aini from day to day is increasingly crowded. With the help of Rianti and Jamila, as well as the great influence of Master Izzul Islam, the boarding school rapidly developed into a favorite boarding school for Quran memorizers. There is no charge, so parents who want their children to explore the Qur'an, and feel less able, flocked to enter their children into the pesantren. The building is also fairly grand with complete facilities. The Rianti-owned company has rationed for three years 30 percent of the pearl sales profits for renovations of old buildings, as well as for adding new ones.
Jamila and Qurratul Aini have given birth to each of them a beautiful daughter in the second year of the marriage of Master Izzul Islam and Qurratul Aini. Qurratul Aini gave birth one month after Jamila gave birth. Jamila gave birth to a child after Azka turned four years old. The atmosphere in the large family of Mr. Guru Izzul Islam is now increasing.
Two years ago, Suhaini and Nur Jamila were married to Zaebon and Abdul Khalik. Nur Jamila, who was betrothed to Abdul Khalik, now lives in the boarding house of Qurratul Aini and became one of his managers. Zaebon and Suhaini continued to serve in the Qudwatusshalihin boarding house.
Early in the morning, Nurasmin arrived at the residence of Master Izzul Islam. His face looks cheerful. There is good news that must be conveyed immediately to Master Izzul Islam. Afraid of not finding Master Izzul Islam , after the dawn of the era, he immediately went to the boarding house Qudwatusshalihin Pondah.
Mr. Nurasmin got out of his car after parking his car in front of the gate. No one was seen in the yard. It's too early. Perhaps Master Izzul Islam is still in the pesantren mosque. Mr. Nurasmin opened the door again and chose to wait in the car.
Not long in the car, the door of the house was opened. Mr. Nurasmin smiled. He hurried out and rushed towards the gate.
"Assalamualaikum" said Mr. Nurasmin when he saw Rianti sitting on the porch of the house.
"Waalaikum salam" replied Rianti. He got up and set his eyes on the gate. So shocked he saw Mr. Nurasmin smiling from behind the gate.
"Astaghfirullah, Father?" Rianti. He immediately rushed down from the terrace. After retrieving the gate key from the top of Abdul Khalik's room door, he immediately opened the gate for Mr. Nurasmin. Mr. Nurasmin's hand was immediately kissed.
Yes, God, Father. What's going on this morning already here. Why not call first let us visit the Father," said Rianti while holding the hand of Mr. Nurasmin invite him in.
"It's okay. You also want to chat with you," said Mr. Nurasmin.
""Father, just sit here, son. Early in the morning it was nice to sit on the porch listening to the kneeling bird" said Mr. Nurasmin when Rianti invited him inside. Rianti smiled.
"Then, you wait, I'll make you a drink" Rianti said. Mr. Nurasmin nodded his head. Rianti then entered.
Master Izzul Islam appeared from the side. He accelerated his pace when he saw Mr. Nurasmin sitting on the porch of the house.
"Assynolt,"
"Waalaikum greetings," replied Nurasmin with a smile when he saw Master Izzul Islam appear from the side. He rose up when Master Izzul Islam approached to experience him.
"alone, Sir?" ask Master Izzul Islam while inviting Mr. Nurasmin to sit down.
"I'm alone, son. Coincidentally today your mother wants to take Layla shopping needs to Brunei Darussalam," said Mr. Nurasmin while scratching his head. He smiles. He looks so happy.
"Brunei Darussalam?" asked Master Izzul Islam curious. Mr. Nurasmin nodded.
"What do you want Layla to Brunei, sir," asked Master Izzul Islam. Mr. Nurasmin's smile again expands. He did not answer the question of Master Izzul Islam because Rianti appeared with a drink.
"This, Father of the story, in his Layla want to go to Brunei Darussalam," said Master Izzul Islam when Rianti had sat beside him. Rianti frowned and turned towards Pak Nurasmin.
"To Brunei? What do you want in Layla kr Brunei, sir?" ask Mr. Nursmin.
"Alhamdulillah, Layla was elected to represent the pesantren to follow the musabaqoh tilawatil Qur'an."
Not yet had time to continue his words, Mr. Guru Izzul Islam and Rianti simultaneously said Hamdalah.
"Alhamdulillah. Dik Layla is great. Only three and a half years can be a mainstay of pesantren. Great," said Rianti as he gave his thumbs up.
"When do you go, sir?" ask Rianti.
"God willing, three more days, son. That's why you come here early in the morning. Tomorrow morning, Father and Mother want to make a celebration event for your sister," replied Mr. Nurasmin. Guru Izzul Islam and Rianti were also happy.
"So I hope you can all be at home tomorrow. All for encouragement to Layla," continued Mr. Nurasmin.
"God willing, sir. We are all happy with the success in Layla" said Mr. Izzul Islam Guru who was greeted with a nod Rianti.
"Don't forget to take Nak Fahmi too, Nak Rianti. Greetings," said Mr. Nurasmin.
""God willing, sir," said Rianti.
"Eh, Father. When's it coming, sir." Jamila emerged from the house. He immediately greeted Mr. Nurasmin.
"The breakfast is ready, sir. Take Father,"
Master Izzul Islam rose and held the body of Mr. Nurasmin. He then invited Mr. Nurasmin into the room. After finishing breakfast and talking for a while, Mr. Nurasmin said goodbye.
Rianti mendehem and glanced at Jamila as the three sat back in the living room after driving Mr. Nurasmin to the gate. Master Izzul Islam. He did not understand what Rianti and Jamila meant by smiling and interlocking lyrics.
"Can't hide something if you're sitting three. How do you smile yourself. I was offended" said Master Izzul Islam with a sullen face.
"Nothing, sir. We only remember Layla" said Jamila. Master Izzul Islam was silent.
"We were whispering to each other. How happy we are that Layla can also gather with us" said Rianti. Master Izzul Islam scrunched his forehead. He looked in turn at the two.
"meaning?"
Rianti and Jamila return to each other's lyrics. Rianti gestured for Jamila to answer. But Jamila again gestured for Rianti to say it. The attitude of the two made Master Teacher Izzul Islam became curious.
"Well, if you hide something, I better go" said Master Izzul Islam as he lifted his body. Rianti immediately held his hand and invited Master Izzul Islam to sit back.
"Kak Tuan's sister doesn't understand?" Rianti. Jamila smile.
"Don't make puzzles. Straight away. How can I understand that you are just smiling and lyrically interlocking" said Mr. Izzul Islam.
"We mean, because both conditions have been met by Dik Layla, is Kak Tuan not interested in continuing it again" said Rianti. Master Izzul Islam smiled and shook his head.
"You guys are just there. I am old. It's been fifty years. You three are enough for me. After all, without marrying her, she could also teach as well, really," said Master Izzul Islam.
"Yes if he marries her not with an outsider. What if she doesn't get permission from her husband?" jamila Sahut. Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh.
"Kader used to santri-santrinya so we do not run out of teacher stock. Let it not depend on one person" said Mr. Izzul Islam.
"But dear too, Brother Master. If our own people are better," said Rianti.
"Already, already. I want an istrahat first. I'm sleepy. Do not forget to wake up at eleven" said Master Izzul Islam while rising from his seat. Rianti turned towards Jamiladan smiling.
"Where am I going now?"
Master Izzul Islam turned around. Rianti.
"Pantes has no interest in marriage anymore. Brother Tuan is senile. Last night who massaged my brother's leg" Rianti said. Master Izzul Islam smiled. He nodded his head.
"I forgot. Now it's Jamila's turn" said Mr. Izzul Islam.
"Before, Brother Master." Master Izzul Islam stopped his steps. Jamila suddenly got up and came closer to him.
"Sir Master sit down first. Karima is sleeping in bed. I haven't had time to move it" Jamila said.
"No, let me sleep beside him" said Master Izzul Islam. He stepped straight. Jamila and Rianti then followed him from behind.
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Master Izzul Islam laid his body slowly on the bed after he kissed his daughter's forehead who appeared to be sleeping soundly beside him. He yawned a few times. His drowsiness began to creep into the look of his eyes. While trying to close his eyes, a shalawat chant sounded from his mouth.
The eyes of Master Teacher Izzul Islam who was just about to fall asleep suddenly woke up again. I don't know, he suddenly remembered their conversation about Layla. Suddenly he thought of Rianti's words.
Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh. What Rianti and Jamila said was true. With the trust given by the Al-aziziyah boarding school to Layla as his representative in the international musabaqah in Brunei Darussalam, it is certainly very necessary to serve in the Tahfiz Qurratul Aini boarding school. But of course if she married someone else, the matter will be bound by the permission of her husband. Moreover, he married a person whose place of residence is far from pesantren.
Master Teacher Izzul Islam smiled after a moment of just a stiff silence staring at the ceiling of the room. He looked again at his daughter. After kissing her again, she tilted her body while reciting a sleep prayer. Not long after, he fell asleep too.
don't forget
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