The Tears Of Wedding
Chapter 37 Ikhlas It's God's business not Man

Since I taught at TPS sawt ba'da Ashar, now every ba'da maghrib there will be some neighborhood children who teach at home. The reason their parents are is that they want their children to be more focused. Because if in the mosque is worried more play because of the number of children who teach. But I don't charge a fee. Just like Umi Laila, until the afternoon when it will be ahead of Maghrib time.

I'm the one who burned the trash I just wiped. Ma'am Ai as usual will invite Galu or Fitri.

"Where's the song?" Ask Ani.

"Mok her another shower." Answer Ms. Ani. Fitri ran under the mango tree.

"Kar....Yesterday tal spray moms whose nitipin kids naji naji at your house.." Said Ani with a look of annoyance.

"Well, why mbak?" Ask me a curious.

"Lah Iyo. masa' them it's been a few months nitip naji son to you, but kok ga no stale base what is sugar money or what is it..." Said Ani who was upset.

Because some mothers yesterday feel happy because I and Guntur teach njai. So that the afternoon children can come to the field. But because they are happy to not give a fee.

"The brain is Kar... Kok yo funny... He said you're sincere about the children's salary..." Ani's mom was upset.

"Loh yes yes, I am indeed the same solemn intention of science mbak. Alhamdulillah to eat enough from the results of the Thunder mas." Answer me while confirming the burning of the garbage that the fire began to extinguish.

"Well, let your business be with God. Well the affairs of the mothers are the same as you. masa' so people have no way. The matter of sincerity is that you are the same as God, not you are the same as mothers..." Protests Mbak Ani while feeding Galu in his arms.

Looks like Neneng is walking towards us. He immediately grabbed Galu from Ani's sling.

"Yes, everyone has a different way of thinking. Grateful they still want to allow their children to najai and still think that their children najai..it has been amazing for me." My Uca.

Ani's mom doesn't seem to accept my reasons.

"You are too good to be a Kar person, so sometimes people use it..." Grutu Mbak Ani's.

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When Ba'da Dzuhur, Guntur mas who just returned from the mosque conveyed Kyai Damar's request.

"Sir, Kyai Damar asked for your help. Can ndak anter Umi Ayu to Ujung village. There is an invitation to study. Kyai Damar has a schedule in the village next door." Mas Guntur. Umi Ayu only has one motor. Maybe he was comfortable with me too. Since he knew I was a Kali Bening alumni, he often asked for my help. I am happy to help him.

That afternoon I drove Umi Ayu to the event. Quite crowded because many worshipers, reportedly there are people in the district who attended. When we arrived the venue but not like the other Nyai Bu. He sat in the back row. Because it might just happen that we came late. If the other Nyai Bu is welcomed sitting on the stage. Umi Ayu who I drove on a motorcycle just sat in the back. There was no welcome from the committee.

They do not know if Umi Ayu is Kyai Damar's wife. Not to mention they do not know if Umi Ayu is the first santri of Kali Bening. Where in the next few months there will be a study where the figure of Kyai Rohim in the future many pilgrims. When going home from the event, one of the mothers quickly kissed Umi Ayu's hand. We were just about to leave our place. At the very back and sit blending with the worshippers on a tarp.

"Astaghfirullah's... Umi's... Oh Allah.... Umi why sit here..." Said the mother.

"Ning Anis..." Umi Ayu.

"Umi Depurane... Kulo mboten ngertos umi Teng Mriki..." The woman said regretfully.

That day I was getting back steadily to not being preoccupied with human judgment.

"It's even better if it's here. if in front even can't be notes..." Umi Ayu Canda.

The mother laughed too. Ah, the more days I get happy to get close and look at him. Perhaps this is what a teacher says. Because the more days, the trials in the household are getting heavier but I feel ordinary. All the way home I was on the bike happy to be able to serve Umi Ayu. Dawuh Gus Baha. Don't worry about what it looks like in the human eye. We are more free to move, to act when the eyes of the world are not on us. Including the will to be appeared by humans, we must be pleased because God moves the human heart. Like today, I'm back to having to be ridho with the incident at home.

When I just arrived at the yard. I was shocked to hear the voice of the mother who seemed to be furious at the Thunder mas.

"Your ungodly son is on tour!" Mom's screams were heard outside the house.