The Tears Of Wedding
Chapter 45 Glory (POV Thunder)

A blanket thick enough to cover my body, last night I went home late at night. At one night I just got back from home. I'm going to Lek Gio's house. Giving advice to Lilis but because of the rain I had to wait to go home. Lucky Sekar did not come. He chose home, because ironing clothes and sarongs that I would bring to Java.

I was rained at home, but Sekar actually fell asleep in the front room while waiting for me to come home. He still uses the face. Maybe he deres while waiting for my return. Every day I love and love Sekar more. How not, he not only loves me. But also the creator of love. Like tonight, I opened both my eyes. I wrote the wall clock hanging above the entrance of the room. It's still 4 in the morning. My wife always finished her worship first and woke me up when she thought she was done. This time because the rain had started to subside, I felt the heat from being in a thick blanket.

Sayup-sayup heard a prayer from Sekar who was now raising his hand I saw his back. His prayer made me pull the corner of my lips.

"Oh Allah, I will be patient with all that You give. So if indeed by being patient with every test in this life, You are Ridho. The servant will be patient. It is my only pleasure that I seek more than ease during this life Rabb.... " She said.

I saw Sekar as he pleased.

'Dik... I am grateful that these lips did not refuse when Gus Ali and Gus Furqon chose you as your future wife. If it was not possible at this time another man would feel happy. How you live this life is so beautiful that you do not waver even though God's creatures may hurt you many times... you are more pleased with the Ridho of Allah even though it is bitter to live life in this world.' My inner.

I pulled the blanket and rushed to the bathroom. After the bath, warm coffee has been served Sekar. Even when the prayer is finished shajuh from the mosque. I have prepared all my clothes. I am leaving this morning to accompany Kyai Damar and Mr. Lek Gio. Also a worshipper who also wants to put his son in Krapyak. Then all leave. One incident in Krapyak made me so creepy. We first went to Krapyak and then to Jombang. Because the son of one of these pilgrims will continue the cottage in Krapyak.

Arrived at a fairly large boarding house. We were greeted by Lurah mondok to one room. Coincidentally there will be an event at the boarding school, later tonight. We followed the show. Until the time when Kyai Damar expressed the purpose of his coming here to accommodate the child of one of the worshipers in our village. Me and Mr. Le Gio were waiting in one room because Lilis was drunk on the trip. He was still nauseous and vomiting. So I accompanied Mr. Lek Gio and Lilis in the room. Suddenly a cottage in the boarding house approached us. He looked very carefully, he asked me.

"Nuwun sewu kulo badhe taken, enkang asmanipun ustad Damar puniku sinten?, nggeh?" Ask him to me.

{Sorry I want to ask, whose name is Ustad Damar?}

"Niku, Kyai Kulo Sumatran sangking." My speech.

{Here is my kyai from Sumatra.}

"Piyambakipun mesthi gadhah kathah santri nggih?" Ask her again.

{beliau must have a lot of santri}

"Mboten, pondok pesantrenipun dereng patos ageng. pupilipun taksih sakedhik." Answer me honestly and as is.

{No, his boarding house is not so big. his student is still a little}

{No way,... confess Mas, Kyai Damar who is it?}

I was finally the curious one. Because the lurah of this cottage is very curious about Kyai Damar. When I told him what he was, he was an ordinary man. In our place he was called Kyai because he had a boarding school even though only 100 a number of students. It was also a very small building. He also sometimes does not really want to be called Kyai. Prefer to call Kang. I was curious to finally ask Lurah the cottage that looked very curious to know who Kyai Damar was.

"Saderengipun kula nyuwun sewu, nanging kenging punos ngengan kados kiku curious kyai Damar?" Ask me.

{Before I apologize, but why are you so curious who is Kyai Damar?}

Today I feel grateful to know and be close to Kyai Damar. I even intend in my heart to cut him off. If there was the current term Nderek Yai, then it might be the right fit for my current mood.

"Sengengan ngertos kala-wingi room welcome kyai Damar, lan shalawat rengkang dipunwaosaken kalo panjenengan lan Kyai Damar rawuh?" Ask her back.

{You know the room that yesterday welcomed Kyai Damar, and the shalawat that was read when you guys came?}

I looked towards Mr. Lek Gio.. We shake our heads at the same time. We had just set foot in Krapyak and Pondok Pesantren for the first time, where we knew the room and the habit of pesantren of this size. The cost may be thousands.

"Kolo-wingi puniku limrahipun dipunangge kangge nyambut ulami ageng lan habib. Kados yukyu shalawat ingkang wonten waosaken. Meniko limrah wonten waos kangge nyambut... Meniko kenging punapa kulo mboten pitados menawi Njengan sangk kyai Damar jukuro namung kyai limrah, hutipun ugi taksih alit .. honestly mawon, kyai Damar sinten?"

{Place yesterday it was usually used to welcome the great scholars and Habib. So did the shalawat that was read. It is commonly read to greet the clergy... That's why I don't believe that you said Kyai Damar was just an ordinary Kyai, his cottage was also a child... To be honest, Kyai Damar who?}.

Ask the cottage again. Instantly I just bowed. Both my eyes were sore, this chest was a rumbling feeling.Today I am shown that if anyone has glory in the eyes of God. Wherever he goes, the glory will follow him. Even to a place where no one knows him. Today in this place, in Pondok Pesantren of this size, and the caretaker was so famous in the country. Kyai Ku, my revered Master, glorified. Perhaps it is one sign that Kyao Damar is a servant whom Allah loves. Although it may be from the eye of the eye to see it is only Kyai Kampunh, the village naji teacher. Today I am shown by God what is called glory.

So coming home from Java, I brought this gift to my beloved wife. When I told this story to Sekar. He drowned in the crying must. How can we not cry, we can be close. We can learn with the scholars that God loves.

"There is no way Kyai Damar is not loved by God... If in a place that does not even know him. he is so welcomed with such glory." Sekar.

"From today, the mantep kanat dik. Ndak not tolah toleh. we ngabdi and nderek Kyai Damar lan Umi Ayu. And this seems to be one of the answers to our questions when we go to Kali Bening... " Say me.

I also relate what is now happening to the incident where Kyai Rohim and Umi Laila entrusted Kyai Damar and Umi Ayu to us. One that still strikes me. I am an ordinary person, who I am. Why did Kyai Rohim leave the clergy to me. Only time can answer.