
Pov Arfan
"Assynnya!" I say hi.
"Girlwindsalam! Please enter!" answered Mr. Umar, please allow me to join them.
"Well! it's like a big meal" said Yang who drooled to see the food presented on a plastic carpet that some of the screen printing has begun to peel.
"Alhamdulillah! my family has been given health and safety in living life.I know what God has given to my family.In addition to Karla has recovered from the wounds suffered, he said, he has also now been appointed as a supervisor at the company, where he worked. replaced the vacant position after being left behind by his superiors.for being held behind bars, taking responsibility for his actions." Said Mr. Umar, Then he led prayers. starting from Tahmid, prayer beads, and dhikr. after finishing praying finally We four ate with so many side dishes, so many, in addition to the soup that was told by Karla when she was at Saiful's house. There was also fried chicken and fried fish, making me and Saiful add rice several times, and then there was also fried chicken and fried fish, even if the one who has a house is finished.
"Sorry, Sir! Saipul laper really, he said." said my smile was embarrassed, when I wanted to add rice.
"It's okay! just spend the rice! let Karla cook again." said Mr. Umar.
"Don't be loved sir! he'll ask for another heart." Timpal Karla was always like that.
"Hush! You can't talk like that, let's not listen to my son. Son Arfan also understood with his attitude."
"Yes sir! I take wind for granted!" I said while continuing to spend the rest of the food on my plate.
Saipul who from earlier only listened, he just smiled without speaking. he was not disturbed by the circumstances around, He was engrossed in his own world, living the food on his plate.
After finishing the meal, as usual Karla also tidied up the leftovers and dirty dishes, then she went upstairs. whereas I, Mr. Umar and Saipul we sat while enjoying a skirt0k, he said, right since I lived here, I'm getting used to the habits of the people here, After eating if there are no smoky things, It feels like there is less. like we are 4k with ceb0k using a tissue.
A rok0k was already exhausted, leaving a butts stored in the ashtray.me and saipul say goodbye want to continue our work.according to Saiful time is still day, so we can collect more items, so we can collect more, so that the results are also more.
After arriving at Saiful's house by hurrying we both change clothes, with our work clothes.then set out again for sustenance, from the trash can one to the trash. look for items we can sell and exchange for food to survive.
At 16:00. Saipul and I had returned from work.quickly we both cleaned the body, then headed to the mosque to perform congregational prayers. After finishing praying, we were both clean, we also tidy up the results of our work while waiting for the azan maghrib reverberate.
Finished performing the congregational magrib prayer, I was like the initial plan, who wanted to learn to teach and learn religious knowledge to Mr. Umar. I was sitting on the lower floor of Mr. Umar's house, he said, join the other boisterous little ones. Not even a few of them who gossiped to me, and joked me. because it was as old as this I just learned njai. But it did not break my spirit, because my determination was already round, wanting to change for the better.
"You learn naji for the initial stage of the same Karla, later if you already understand Iqro. just learned tajwid with Mr!" exclaim Mr. Umar gave directions.
I just nodded, and lined up with the 6-year-old, and the others, waiting for their turn to learn the Quran in the early stages.
Long wait finally arrived my turn, I shifted to face sitting in front of Karla as my Master.
"Open the iqro!" it was a very different feeling when he wasn't teaching.
I nodded, then followed what Karla had told me.
"Do you know, the hijaiyah is 28?" karla asked maybe she was measuring the extent of my ability, in knowing the letters of the Quran.
"Memorized! forgetting?"
"You've tried reading this one!" karla said as she opened the last page of the first Iqro. then she tested my knowledge of hijaiyah letters.and Alhamdulillah I still remember, because my mother used to like to treat me to the local Ustaz. but when reading the second iqro, I began to have difficulty because there the letters began to be united, so I did not understand.
After knowing my ability, about reading the letters of the Quran, Karla began to explain page after page of the second Iqro. I continued to pay attention to what he taught.so that no one was missed, so that no one was missed, and can quickly understand about how to read the Quran.
After finishing teaching the Quran.We are all students of study at the house of Mr. Umar, began to memorize the prayers. led by the greatest student. after completion, he said, only then did we all go to the mosque, to perform congregational prayers.
I began to get used to it, living with the little ones, who were always carefree. His life was filled with laughter, giving me a good atmosphere in my life.
After performing the prayer, Karla stood at the door of the mosque, then she distributed the money to her disciples.
"Mother Karla is so good! thank you, yeah!" said one of the students who was given money by Karla
"Choast Mother! in order to always be given health, and a smooth sustenance in order to continue to share with you." replied Karla with a loose smile, making it look even sweeter.
"You are old! Why go with ngantri? still want a dime like this?" ask Carla when it's my turn.
"Now, don't be wasteful!" karla said while giving Rp10,000 sheet money.
"Ready teacher!" I said with a smile and then walked out of the mosque.
"Let's go!" take one child to another.
"What snack?"
"Burning sausage! at Miss Dedeh's house." replied the boy who asked earlier.
"Come on!" answer the others in unison, finally they passed, while continuing to joke, just like children in general.
"Not come home yet Arfan?" asked Mr. Umar who just came out of the mosque followed by his son.
"I want to learn to pray Sir! When I lost to a child, I may not write the reading." I replied saying I mean.
"Come, Yes already! comein!" bring Mr. Umar.
"Thank you very much, sir!" answer me who is happy.
Finally the three of us entered his house.I sat on a plastic carpet waiting for Mr. Umar finished changing clothes.before long waiting, finally Mr. Umar came down from the top floor followed by his son. then he came to me. While karl he went to the kitchen, he soon came while carrying leftover food last afternoon.
"We eat first! later after eating, we just started." invite Mr. Umar who makes me a little embarrassed, because I continue to trouble his family.focused want to learn, so that I forgot that finished performing the prayer Isya, so that I did not want to learn, it was time for them to have dinner.
"Sorry, Sir! I'll come here again!" I said that felt bad.
"I can't refuse sustenance, sin knows! maybe this is all of our sustenance.let's eat!" said Mr. Umar while filling the plate with rice, Then he kept it in front of me.
"Yes! wear shy everything! you pretend you want to learn prayer reading, even though you want Numpang Eat good." Timpal Karla who's back in factory mode, he's starting to suck.
"Here you listen! Let's pray! If you eat, you can't talk!" replied Mr. Umar who already knew the nature of his son.
Again cool dinner, heard outside there are people who say hello. After answering his greetings, enter Saiful with a smile, greet the three of us.
"Let's eat full!" bring Mr. Umar.
"Already Sir! I've eaten. I came here, because Arfan hasn't come home yet, afraid of anything happening!" answer Saiful while sitting down.
"Karla! Please get me a plate, make saiful!"
"Take it yourself, anyway! He is ordinary sir!"
"Yahoo!" said Mr. Umar while staring intently at his son.
"No need, sir! actually I've eaten, if I haven't, surely you don't have to repeat the offer." said Saipul who felt bad.
However, Karla got up, and then she went to the kitchen, and she returned with an empty plate, and kept it in front of Saiful.
"Let's eat!" tawar Pak Umar's.
"Already Sir! thank you." replied Saiful Teguh with his stance.
After getting an answer from Saiful, Mr. Umar continued his dinner until finally the dinner was over. After finishing dinner as usual Karla would tidy up our food marks, and make coffee. then he went upstairs to his house while I, Saiful and Pak Umar sat chatting while accompanied by a skirt0k.
"When do I start reading prayers, sir?" I started to discuss my purpose.
"Son Arfan, bring a book and a pencil?"