Teach Me (Naina)
Chapter 51

The morning after dropping off the school children, Alfin sat in the mosque foyer reading the book with the ustadz. Continued with a light conversation discussing the development of all children in the foundation.

"You wanna wake up in the back of their dorm?" ustadz asked Hasan after hearing Alfin's desire to build a house near all his children.

"Well, that's the plan, Ustadz. There is an empty land there, a simple house. It does not have to be big, which is important to be comfortable to live in," replied Alfin considering that a little land is currently left empty.

"Well, that's up to you. The land here, isn't it all yours. You buy, even though some have become waqf land. I strongly agree that after marriage you and your wife will stay here" said Mr. Ustadz was calm if Alfin built a family among all the children.

"Well, God willing. The plan is to get married later I want to stay here so I can continue to take care of them. I don't think I can leave them, I love them. They will still be my children at all times" Alfin said with a smile imagining him and Naina taking care of them together.

Ustadz Hasan nodded his head. He had already seen for himself Alfin's sincerity in taking care of all those children. If you ask others, you are not necessarily able to take care of all their needs.

"Are you sure you want to marry that girl?" tanya Ustadz Hasan ensured Alfin's readiness to marry Naina.

Alfin sighed, nodding his head confidently at his decision to marry Naina.

"God willing, Ustadz. I'm sure I married her. In every clue I get after Istikharah, I feel closer to him, Ustadz. In a dream he was transformed like an angel who had fertility. I just hope the prayers from Ustadz hopefully everything goes smoothly without a hitch" said Alfin confidently.

He chose Naina not solely because of the impulse of lust to marry her. But on the instructions of the Power after his tirakat in the last third of the night that he often did.

Ustadz Hasan smiled, seeing the earnestness in both eyes of the young man, he hoped the universe would give his blessing.

"That barrier must be there, son. There may not be. Only the only time left that must be clever to face every obstacle that comes. Married once, but for the rest of your life. If you have entered the ark, no matter how big the waves never jump from the ship. Do you know what I mean?" said Mr. Ustadz advising Alfin considering his marriage with Naina only just a matter of days.

Alfin nodded his head in understanding. He understood the meaning of his teacher's words and will continue to remember them at any time. As a concern, also alarm a warning if at any time he forgets and chooses the wrong way, or is in confusion looking for a decision when faced with a problem.

In the middle of the conversation, a car pulled over in the courtyard of the mosque. A familiar car in Alfin's eyes. He smiled, turning around to wait for the driver to get off the object.

Khadijah opened the car door, exiting while carrying a large plastic bag containing various foods for Alfin's children.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" he said politely.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam's chat. Sis, it's a hassle" said Alfin as he went down the terrace of the mosque and greeted the brother. He greeted Khadijah while taking over the plastic bag.

"What's that, anyway? How heavy," asked Alfin when lifting the plastic bag.

Khadijah smiled, approaching Ustadz Hasan to greet him. He sat down with Alfin in the mosque foyer in place of the serene ustadz after his arrival.

"That's a milk box for your kids. Sister is just worried that they are malnourished because this sister is not working" Khadijah said as she glanced at Alfin who was flicking his lips.

"Kok, you know all the kids' likes?" alfin was suspicious.

Khadijah took something out of his wallet. A small piece of paper, Alfin's groceries. The young man understood. Everything Khadijah bought was exactly what he always bought.

"You've been shopping all this way, Dek? Where's the money?" search Khadijah see a nominal that is not a little issued Alfin every time shopping.

Alfin smiled, he had not told the family about the big business he was running. Thinking Khadijah doesn't know that yet, he continues to play secrets.

"From Allah, Brother. From who else? My brother said, No, no work. People also say I'm happy, life is just a gift people give. Well, their names are human they only judge what their eyes see. Isn't that right, brother?" alfin said, smiling calmly.

Not infrequently the neighbors sneered at him, even unpleasant talk he often received.

"Oh yeah? Who said that?" Khadija screeched, there was a sense of disbelief until people mocked his sister like that.

"Yes. Behold, Brother. The hand above is nobler than the hand below. Work is noble even though it is just a hoax, rather than continue to sit while waiting for people who give alms. What does Brother think? Do I have to do odd jobs? Building porters? Or planting rice in people's fields? So they don't call me that anymore." Alfin looked at the face of the older brother, the woman who was always good at playing the word.

However, even so, he never played around with someone's feelings. Lick your tongue to lie to everyone. She is the bravest woman to admit her mistakes when she does.

Hearing that, Khadijah laughed. Imagine Alfin having to work hard all day on others. While he himself was a boss at the biggest matrial store in the city. If only they knew, maybe they'd lick their own spit.

"human name. Always wanting to judge someone. We are like this, speaking of. We are, still talking too. Now they say work is more noble despite the oddities. Later if you have worked as a building porters, they will also say. Well, the mosque marbot changed professions. Are you looking after the mosque? Well, if you don't believe it, brother, try it." Khadijah smiled at Alfin.

The young man chuckled at the expression on the brother's face.

"The support of that person will not be accommodated even though at home we have a shelter as big as a field. No need to be horrified, people who want to give alms must have hands that receive. The hands of honest men, the meek hands, the better hands clench than to eat their sustenance. Continue on!" khadijah concluded clapping his hands on Alfin's shoulders.

The young man chuckled again, shaking his head in astonishment at the mouth of the elder brother who was so good at composing words. Alfin had no intention of leaving the mosque despite the frequent scorn he received. It doesn't matter to him because it's only there that he gets a birth and inner calm.

"No horror, Nai doesn't work there anymore, does he?" tanya Khadijah pointed to the end of the street where the shop where Naina worked.

Alfin nodded his head, grateful inwardly for Naina's decision to stop working.

"How does he work again?"

Alfin's eyes widened.