The Lost Of Ramadan
Prince Sayyid

The Flashback

“Aminn ..” said Thalib and Sayyid who were sitting in front of a new grave at the time.

Then they stood up and walked away together. “What is this grandfather a Muslim, so you pray for him, whereas in our religion there is a ban on praying for safety on non-Muslims?” ask Sayyid.

Thalib smiled. “She has been a Muslim since Alhudari came to this country just like Prince.”

“Lo I think Mr. Alhudari just taught me and other royal members who want to learn.”

“No, many residents in the palace area also want to learn from him.”

“Oh yes indeed how many of the members of the kingdom who joined Islam?” thalib asked.

“Not so many masters, after me there are only a few ministers and bodyguards who come to study.”

“then how did the Prince's father respond when the Prince wanted to learn Islam from Mr Alhudari?”

“Alhamdulillah at that time I myself asked my father to become a Muslim, when I was a teenager, I often peeked and listened to the conversations of the two of them, and they were both, because I was curious about him who came from far away, sometimes I also like to follow Mr. Alhudari while traveling around in these cities, when he walked to the river, he said, I do not know what he did at that time, I know that it is wudu,” he said.

“So what happened?”

“He prayed under a tree, I kept watching him even though I was astonished and confused about what he was doing, it was not the way of worshiping the sun, I felt indignant and eager to rebuke him, but I said it because I saw it very calm and peaceful. So when he wanted to get away from that place I told him what he did wrong.”

“It's not like it's how to worship the sun, after all it's not the time!” Reciprocity.

Thalib smiled again at his story. “What did he say then?”

“He laughed and said 'if he was not worshipping the sun, but he was adding to the man who created the sun'. I immediately looked towards the sky and the sun, looking around for the person he said."

"I asked, 'where is he, what does he look like, and why isn't he visible?'”

“He replied, 'He is not everywhere, he is not as tangible as us or any other creature, he is not a creature, he is invisible, but he is very close to us, he is very close to us, even closer than your neck veins'. At that time I didn't understand."

"Hoo .. so who is he' I said while wanting to take a ketapi fruit near us,” said Sayyid continued to tell me.

“He smiled again and said. 'He is the Almighty God, Allah Subahahu Vataala, the god who watches over us all, even placing two angels on your left and on your right to record every deed, and slap two angels in front and behind you as guards'."

"He also said, 'at this time the angel who recorded bad charity is writing, the prince is intending to steal the fruit of the ketapi'.”

“Heard that I was surprised and did not do so, at that time he laughed at me who was embarrassed. From then on I was with him often and sometimes I like to argue, but in fact I was the one who always lost, until one day I was really amazed by his god and himself, with the morality of a Muslim, until one day I was really amazed by his god and himself, and began to know what Islam is, from there I asked my father, and it turned out that my father was very supportive of it and asked that I be made a student of Mr. Alhudari.”

“Alhamdulilah I am very happy to hear the story of the prince,” replied Thalib.

Raut Sayyid turned sad.“But I was also very sad, because Nashif did not come like me, but he liked to peek at us and when he was caught he always ran away, he always ran away, I often took him and he always refused and persisted in that ancestral religion. His present attitude also strongly does not reflect a king, he likes to do arbitrarily according to his wishes.”

“We just pray that he immediately get guidance, all we can do is reprimand and explain which is right and must be done and always be patient with him, pengeran as seoarang his brother, he said, it should be a catcher in his leadership, if he passes just one thing then the prince is the one who finishes it so that the kingdom now runs well,” said Thalib while patting his shoulder.

“Thank you for your advice sir, then I leave first to go around, I will also run your advice,” Sayyid said then salute and kiss hands and go around looking at the state of the population.

...●●●●...

That morning Sayyid came out of one of the houses. “Thank you so much for allowing me to spend the night here, I did not think that when I went around it was last night,” he said to a couple.

“It is precisely we who are very grateful, Mr. Pengeran has given us rice and wheat to deliver the salarut, we are very grateful that you are with us the poor, we are very grateful,” replied the man and Sayyid smiled nodding.

“Prince! Prince!” shouted a guard running over.

“Ware prince! The peasants are going towards the palace, they are all demanding the right to purchase unsuitable crops!”

“What! So Nashif bought their crops at a bargain price again! Then why didn't anyone tell me about it?!” sayyid was angry.

“Sorry Prince, we all no one dares to complain about it, we are afraid of being caught and get punished from it,” he replied in fear.

“I hope you will rectify this problem again, I am afraid that later we will be ordered by King Nashif to fight, there will be riots between the guards and farmers,”.

“Ya already! Now you come with me to the palace to meet them!” Sayyid looked very angry at his sister's behavior.

After that, the two arrived and saw the farmers were almost confused with the guards on guard. “You all stop!” I cried so loudly that they all fell silent.

When he saw that they were silent, Sayyid walked forward to the farmers. “Now you guys explain how the real problem is, is it true that Nashif my sister has bought the plantation produce at a low price?” said firmly.

“True prince, the king has lied to us, he said he will buy at a high price, but in fact when the harvest arrives he bought from us very cheaply far from the market price, he said, we all got losses, we came here not received and asked for the appropriate rights,” said one of them.

“Nashif out! Or I'll have to drag you myself in front of them!” his screams were full of anger.

After that someone came out slowly from behind the door with a visibly upset face towards Sayyid and the farmer. “What's true they say?” asked Sayyid staring sharply.

“Cih yes,” the answer is slow because of fear.

“APologize,” reply Sayyid looks restraint.

“What!”

“Apologies!” shout Sayyid.

“You want me to apologize with them, who are banar only, they should be the ones apologizing for making a scene in the palace!”

*Plakk!

A right left hand punch on Nashif's cheek made everyone there look in shock. “I've tried to be patient with your behavior, but this time you are extreme, this is the second time you have done arbitrarily like this, but lucky first you want to change when advised, but lucky first, I thought it wouldn't happen again, so I let you take care of it.”

“I shouldn't have to take care of something like this, let the other royal members!” answer's glazed.

“You don't understand Nashif, it's an easy task than you traveling around the country looking at the state of your people, it's a duty to build trust between you and them, they'd be happy if their king was now so concerned about the peasants who were the brains of the people's welfare, but what you did, you betrayed them, he said, therefore I ask you to apologize and repair the relationship back.”

Nashif could only be speechless holding his cheeks with teary eyes while continuing to endure the embarrassment before the people. “Now apologize,” pinta Sayyid.

Nashif lowered his head. “I'm sorry, I promise I won't do that again,” he said by shipping both hands.

After that he turned and walked quickly with an angry and very upset face, Sayyid was about to reprimand again. “It's okay prince, it's been a little excessive, we just want the sale of crops back as before,” said the farmer.

“I am very sorry about this incident, I promise I will buy your agricultural products according to the market, the harvest will also be distributed to people in need, he said, so I really beg for help from you so that our country becomes prosperous and safe.” Hearing that the farmers were very happy and satisfied until they finally disbanded.

With a look of anger Nashif walked while clenching his hands into the room and pushing hard on the door, it shocked a woman and a man who were talking.

“Mother! Your son has been humiliated by Sayyid in front of people, look at this flushed cheek he has slapped me so hard and told me to bow my head to the farmers!” said complaining.

“How dare he treat my king like that! Is he jealous that he can't be king, and then he wants to take you down this way! huh! Basic shameless!” answer the man.

“From the beginning Sayyid always treated me like this Uncle!”

“Let this square be on your father and his mother, she's gone too far!” his mother did not leave.

“You too as his uncle should help!” her door and the two of them left with an annoyed look, while Nashif she smiled happily.

At that time both of them entered the room of Sayyid's father and Nashif without permission. In that room lay the previous king and a woman sat down to take care of him.

“Hey you're Sayyid's mother, never have you taught her how to gently educate her sister, she has humiliated my son in front of her people, you know, she has slapped him so hard!”

“He is a king, is it worth a subordinate like him to slap a leader, now, his honor can be ruined!” sahut uncle Nashif.

“My son is a smart man, he knows what he's doing, you think I don't know what Nashif your son, a bodyguard has told me, Nashif back to buy tanen at a cheap price, the farmers who got the treatment came together to ask for his rights!” the reply was unacceptable.

“My husband, thanks to the firmness of Sayyid solve the problem, the farmers accepted his proposal and disbanded, otherwise riots between them could have happened,”.

“But my husband, what Sayyid has done has exceeded the limit, if he wants to reprimand illegitimatelyhe should humiliate your son Nashif in the farmer's presence,” his brother too.

“True sir, if Sayyid continues so, where lies the honor of a king!” said uncle Nashif was following along.

“It does not need to be extended, the important problem between farmers has sele uhuk uhuk ..” replied the former king to a cough.

Nashif's mother seemed dissatisfied. “Ceh ... This is definitely one of the ways Sayyid wants to seize the kingdom.”

“Quite Syairah! I'm sick of hearing that shit, I have to rip your chest out and grab your heart so I can wash it clean, until that baseless prejudice can stop you. My son Sayyid never had such thoughts, instead he was the one who supported the smooth running of this kingdom from behind the curtain!”

Syairah was speechless, unable to answer, uncle Nashif who was behind wanted to say but was held back by Syairah. “We just leave here,” he said leaving the room.

“What happened to this I fear will have a bad impact on King Nashif, it could be that the hearts of the residents turned to Sayyid, and your son could be chuckled from his kingdom, this will also have a bad effect on us, he said,” says uncle Nashif.

“Already! Let us take care of this later, if there is a chance then we use the best we can to make Sayyid can not interfere again,” replied Syairah raut annoyed.

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