Rahman Bin Rahimah
CHAPTER 12
The morning came after passing the night, already two days Ustazah Habibah, Nurul and Dinda were staying at Khadizah's house. A clear Sunday will bring them back to Jakarta.
"Be careful, everyone." Said Khadizah to release the departure of Mother, Nurul and Dinda in his yard with the Son and husband as well as Rahimah, Pak Ramlan and Rahman.
"Will you let me know when we get there?" Sahut Rahimah also received the message.
"Yes dear Kuhh.. We go first." Nurul waved from the car window.
"Drug baby.. Assalamualaikum." Ustazah Habibah said to His Son and Grandchild.
"Wa'alaikumussalam." Serempak from Khadizah and Rahimah.
Slowly but surely, the car went away shrinking in vision and disappeared at the end of the road. Khadizah and her husband and daughter also say goodbye to Rahimah to return to the house, as well as Rahimah permission farewell with Father and Son.
"Come, we are getting ready for taekwondo training" said Mr. Ramlan when he was at home, Rahman who heard his grandfather invite him to go to taekwondo training, with the spirit he replied.
"Okidokiii." He ran into the room to prepare.
Mr. Ramlan also prepared to cook into the room, Rahimah who also heard his father who was about to take Rahman away, became sorry for the Father.
His elderly father is vulnerable and often sickly must bother to help him care for Rahman, he can not imagine if only he had to be alone. Rahimah is very, very grateful because the father who was given long life, can go through the hardest thing together in his life.
Sometimes Rahimah is still always thinking about the incident eight years ago, how it was not Rahman's mind that made him remember the incident. Seven years of living with Rahman with the shadows of the past.
Because Rahman's presence makes him unable to forget the figure of the man who has taken the most valuable thing of his, he does not really remember the face of the man, he did not really remember, but somehow seeing Rahman's face at a glance reminded her of the man that night.
Rahimah thought again about her son, who did not have the father's nasab and instead had the nasab of her. How will he explain to Rahman, if his Son is married and knows his relationship is not from the Father? Except for the nasab of his mother, and what is the opinion about the family of his future wife if he knows about the nasab of the son.
Busy in thoughts of the past and future, she gasps in shock as Rahman calls her.
"Mama, why daydream?" Said Rahman holding his arm when his mother did not reply.
"Eh, no papa, baby. Are you ready? Where's grandfather?" He who does not see his father is looking for the Father.
"Grandfather drinks first he said in the kitchen." Clearly Rahman and not long ago Mr. Ramlan appeared from the kitchen.
"Let's go now." They also walked out of the house together, arrived at the yard of Mr. Ramlan's house immediately put on a helmet and followed Rahman. Mr. Ramlan immediately rode his motorbike and then turned it on after Rahman's life quickly climbed behind the Grandpa.
"We're leaving, Assalamualaikum." Said Mr. Ramlan when he was shaking hands with Rahimah.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, be careful." The message of Rahimah, the motorbike drove slowly leaving the womb itself in the yard.
Back into the house Rahimah also looking busy with work making clothes order neighbors. While working his mind re-thought his son's nasab. Hoping that his son's life would not be complicated by his own staff.
Sigh and exhale slowly, resting your back on the back of the chair. Tired of sewing he took pencils and picture books.
Her fingers twitched together making a streak that turned into a picture of a wedding dress. His hand he stopped, his eyes pusar looking at the picture, now his vision felt blurred by puddles of tears. He who had dreamed of marriage immediately buried with destiny, he was reluctant to dream of it again.
It would be difficult for him to find a man who could accept his circumstances and his son, not to mention his family.
Clutching the picture book, his chest felt squeezed by heavy objects made him feel short of breath, as his tears flowed uncontrollably. His hand immediately cupped his mouth so as not to let out his crying voice, he cried in silence. This is how Rahimah if left alone, she is still a little depressed with all the thoughts she ever dreamed of.
He now has Rahman and he has to work hard so that his son can become a successful man, rubbing his cheeks violently put his picture on the table then moved from his seat and walked towards the bathroom, he took ablution.
Returning to his seat while carrying the Qur'an, he also taught for a while so that his mind was a little calm.
Leaving the Rahimah with all its pain, we see Rahman with his purpose.
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Looking at the business card and matching it with the one on the wall of the fence, after sure the same, Mr. Ramlan also pressed the bell that was there. Security comes from the side door.
"Assalamu'alaikum." Said Mr. Ramlan approaching security.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, what's wrong sir?" Friendly ask.
"How is it true here taekwondo training?"
"True, do you want to register your Son?"
"I'd like to register my grandson." While embracing Rahman.
"Please come in." Security remarks gave way for Mr. Ramlan and Rahman to enter.
They also entered in the lead by the security, faintly heard the cries of people in unison from ignorance. The more they walked in the deeper the clearer the scream from inside the room.
Arriving in front of a door, security immediately opened and immediately shouted people from inside echoed out of the room.
"Bright..." Seen children and ramaja in white uniforms, forming two groups. One group with a white belt, and the other with a yellow belt.
The yellow-belt child made a synchronous movement and voiced Hah loudly, while the child wearing a white belt was doing boxing movements and kicking to the inanimate object that was held by the trainer (Saboemnim/Master) alternately.
Mr. Ramlan and Rahman were invited in by security and sat in the chair provided. Scurity went inside and approached the trainer wearing a plain black belt.
Security spoke to the coach and pointed to Mr. Ramlan and Rahman, the coach turned to the security point and walked up to them.
"Good morning sir, introduce me Dimas coach here." Mr. Ramlan immediately welcomed Dimas' hand and also introduced himself.
"I'm Ramlan and this is my grandson Rahman, he wants to come learn Taekwondo." Dimas smiled as Ramhan kissed the back of his hand.
"Well, from today Rahman can come to practice. Rahman when he gets home from school at what time?" Rahman quickly replied.
"Four twelve sir." Dimas advises on the exercises Rahman follows.
"If you want to be quiet every day you should just come at two in the afternoon, so you can go to school too."
"Here Rahman can call me Master, come with me for a change of clothes."Mr. Ramlan who saw Dimas was about to leave and Rahman immediately arrested him.
Mr. Rahman was very grateful with all that, he also sat back waiting for Rahman who followed Dimas into a room, before long Rahman came out with a white dress uniformly.
Rahman joined a boy of his age and was introduced to his new friend. At first he was told the names of the basic techniques of Taekwondo.
Kyukpa (hard object cracking technique),
Technical training by using targets or inanimate objects, such as wooden boards, bricks, tiles, and others. This taekwondo technique can be in the form of kicks, punches, strokes, even finger pricks.
Poomsae (touch network)
Basic movement techniques in attacking and defending against imaginary opponents by following certain diagrams.
Kyorugi (fight)
Practice basic movement techniques (poomsae) by involving two people who fight each other using attack techniques and self-defense techniques that have been learned.
The quick-witted Rahman recalled easily his name and usefulness. He was told to make the first move well. Not felt about two hours of training done by Rahman and friends, they were dissolved with the strictest and say goodbye to go home to the Master.
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In a grand mansion, a little boy was running around in a spacious living room with a grown man.
"Bhahaha, Come on Om Tian, go after diamonds.."
"Ahh Om tired, Istrahat first."His complaint was sitting on the floor leaning against the wall, one leg he straightened and one leg he bent into the pedestal of his hand.
"Ihh Om Tian sucks, that time is tired!"
"Hehehe, Om Tian is old, so he can no longer run for long." Timpal Maryam who sat on the sofa chair while chuckling.
"Who said old Om Tian? It's still young." Cristian looks upset at the old saying, Maryam and Intan who saw his upset face immediately laughed.
"Mahaha." Intan quickly ran towards Maryam when she saw Cristian standing up and running towards her.
"Mama.please Intan, haha." Hugged and hid beside Maryam. And it made them laugh even more because Cristian tickled the two.
"Okay, Om Tian won't forgive." He was more than happy to punish the two women.
"Huh my goodness, my goodness."
"Although Om Tian.. Bhahaha ticklish.." Cristian who heard the moans of his Sister and Nephew immediately stopped and stood firmly looking at the two with a difficult view to understand.
"Hehehe Om Tian was angry huh?" Maryam and Intan were still chuckling in their arms, they did not see and did not notice Cristian's suddenly changed countenance.
"Om Tian to the study first." Maryam and Intan immediately stopped laughing when they heard Cristian's cold voice while walking in his study.
"Om Tian why Ma? Are we angry because we say old?" Maryam looked at the back of her Brother who entered her study, and answered Intan's question without taking her eyes off.
"Well, baby, maybe Om's really tired."
"Let's play Ma again.." Maryam and Intan play again forget the departure of Cristian, Maryam who has been used to see his brother like that does not think too much about the cold attitude of his brother he considers it just the wind.
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Enter the room and sit directly in his chair, pulling a drawer with a handkerchief that has been stored for a long time and is not touched.
Lately he always remembered the woman, terbesit regret that stuck in his heart. But at the same time he was also lightest with Sherlin, making him think if it was possible that the woman he slept with was now a cheap woman*n just like Sherlin.
Cristian began to make his own opinions, maybe after he desecrated the woman, the woman instead happily peddled her body to the striped man.
"Hehh. you cheap lady.." His speech was furious considering Sherlin's betrayal, her clenched hands tightly clasping the handkerchief making it look grumpy.
"Surely that woman right now isn't much different from Sherlin." He continued without regret for his past actions.
"It all happened because of Sherlin." Quickly the handkerchief he held he put in the drawer and he closed it back violently.
"Aaaarrrgggh." His screams slammed the small flower pot that was on the table against the wall.
Taking a cigarette out with the batter from the other drawer and lighting it up quickly, leaning against the chair puffing your head and blowing a puff of cigarette smoke into the air roughly.
"Hfuuuuu" He repeatedly did it until the cigarette ran out, and again lit a new cigarette from his cigarette box. It is as if he is seeking the soul's toughness by doing it continuously.
SERIATE.....
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Remarks :
The child born out of wedlock only has a relationship with Nasab and his mother's family. In article 186 of the Compilation of Islamic Law states: "A child born out of wedlock has only an inherited relationship with his mother and his mother's family."
In Islamic law, Djubaidah says the child out of wedlock only has Nasab with his mother and his mother's family. This relationship of Nasab is different from civil. Even if the child out of wedlock has a civil relationship with his biological father, but his biological father does not have a relationship with the son out of wedlock. The reason is, if the child is female, when he wants to get married then his biological father cannot be a marriage guardian. This means there is no relationship between the father and his son or there is no legitimate relationship between the son and the father.
An extramarital child also does not get inheritance rights from his biological father, unless there is a written will from his biological father that mentions giving his property to an extramarital child and is supported by the law, or an extramarital child who claims inheritance rights to his biological father. But still can not get more inheritance rights than legitimate children.
so did Rahman, whose mother, Bin Rahimah
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