NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#146
The rain was still heavy when Mr. Guru Izzul Islam accompanied by Abdul khalik finished his dinner. The cold began to rule the room, making Master Teacher Izzul Islam slightly shivering with cold. He asked Abdul Khalik to take a jacket in his room.
"Lik, go to the kitchen. Make us a goat milk drink. It's cold tonight. If you are not sleepy yet, accompany me here first" said Mr. Izzul Islam. Abdul khalik nodded his head. After picking up a jacket for Master Izzul Islam, he immediately cleaned up the leftovers on the dining table and took them to the kitchen.
Nyai Mustiani who had not been able to close her eyes, got up from her bed. Lying down so uncomfortable thinking about his decision to cancel Rianti's match with Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. Although it tends to justify what it has decided. But other problems alternately came to his mind. Including hurting the heart of Master Izzul Islam.
Nyai Mustiani stepped slowly. He opened his bedroom door slowly and tried to peek outwards. But just as he was about to get his head out, he immediately closed the door, when he saw Abdul khalik passing by carrying a drink glass towards the living room.
Nyai Mustiani sighed.After a moment of silence behind the door of his room, He decided to open the door and go out of his room to meet Master Teacher Izzul Islam.
Master Izzul Islam and Abdul Khalik rose when they saw Nyai Mustiani suddenly appear from their side. Master Izzul Islam immediately took him and invited him to sit down.
"It's almost an hour. You're not sleeping either?" said Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. Nyai Mustiani smiled. Master Izzul Islam noticed Nyai Mustiani's face. It doesn't seem calm. Maybe because I haven't slept till last night.
"Do you want goat's milk to be served as well? Rain-rain like this drink is suitable warm-warm," continued Mr. Guru Izzul Islam offers a drink. Abdul khalik stood up. Be ready to wait for orders. Nyai Mustiani shook her head.
"No, son," said Nyai Mustiani. Abdul khalik is back. Nyai Mustiani stared at Abdul khalik. Abdul khalik lowered his face.
"Lik, you go to your room first. There's something I want to talk to Master Teacher about" Nyai Mustiani said. Abdul Khalik nodded his head. He stood up and retreated slowly.
"Lik, is the drink left? take it there to your room" said Master Izzul Islam. Abdul Khalik smiled and went back to fetch his drink.
Master Izzul Islam sighed and turned towards Nyai Mustiani. He began to massage Nyai Mustiani's arms. Nyai Mustiani's face was seen as sticky. Nyai Mustiani's face tonight looks different.
"Why does your mom seem nervous and not excited?"
Nyai Mustiani smiled.
"Maybe because this late mother has not been able to sleep," said Nyai Mustiani. Master Izzul Islam sighed with a smile.
"Why can't you sleep yet. Unusually. What are you thinking about?"
Nyai Mustiani looked at the face of Master Izzul Islam. There was nothing different from the calm face of his son. Every time he looked at her face, he was at peace. But this time, he wanted to test that calm face with something he was going to talk about tonight. Something that he believes will surprise Master Izzul Islam. Nyai Mustiani patted the hands of Master Izzul Islam.
"We're talking in mom's room. The sound of rain disturbs the mother's hearing" Nyai Mustiani said as she stood up. Master Teacher Izzul Islam nodded and immediately helped Nyai Mustiani to stand up. He then slowly pushed her into his room. Arriving in the room, Master Izzul Islam sat him on the bed. A few pillows on the bed in her stacking as Nyai Mustiani's backrest.
Nyai Mustiani grabs a phone nearby. He sighed and looked at Master Izzul Islam.
"Son, there was a guest looking for you. But since you're still in the mosque, it's the mother who accompanies him" Nyai Mustiani said.
"Guests? Do I know him, ma'am," asked Master Izzul Islam. Nyai Mustiani shakes a little.
"Mom herself doesn't know him. But he said he was a worshipper of your late father. I also did not have time to ask her name and address" Nyai Mustiani said.
Master Izzul Islam was silent. The sound of the wind blowing out there is very loud.
"About, what's the need, ma'am,"
Nyai Mustiani let out a long sigh. He held the hand of Master Izzul Islam.
"That's what I want to talk to you about. That man gave something to my mother. Something that's keeping you from sleeping tonight."
Hearing Nyai Mustiani's words, Master Teacher Izzul Islam scrunched his forehead. He looked at Nyai Mustiani's face.
"I mean mother?" tanyanya. Nyai Mustiani opened her phone. For a moment he seemed busy sliding the screen of his phone. Master Teacher Izzul Islam looked at him with curiosity.
Nyai Mustiani looked at Master Guru Izzul Islam. He was hesitant to show the video to Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. He let go of his cell phone slowly in front of Master Izzul Islam. Master Izzul Islam noticed the picture inside the cell phone. It's a little unclear because the phone was placed upside down. Master Izzul Islam turned it around. And he looked surprised.
"Astaghfirullahal Adzim,"
Master Izzul Islam stared at Nyai Mustiani. Nyai Mustiani let out a long sigh. He nodded his head.
"Is this really what I'm seeing, Mom? Is the woman in the video Rianti?" asked Master Izzul Islam half in disbelief. Nyai Mustiani nodded her head slowly. Master Izzul Islam shook his head. Still not believing. Although the cover of the video was vulgar, Mr. Izzul Islam, who was still curious, tried to see it again. This time a little long. His gaze focused on Rianti's face. Although Rianti's skin in the video is darker, no one doubts that it is indeed Rianti.
"Mother was forced to contact Sulastri and unilaterally cancel your matchmaking. I don't want our family to be smeared. You just find another girl, son. Choose one of your santriwatimu. They sure are better than Rianti" Nyai Mustiani said. Master Izzul Islam frowned.
"Mother? Why did mom do it. Why don't you talk to me first? Sorry, Madam. Whatever the reason, we should discuss it carefully with the Sulastri family,." Nyai Mustiani shook her head violently.
"No need, son. It's obvious this will ruin our good name, if we continue this matchmaking,"
"But, Mum. Looky. If you look at the date of the making of this video, this has happened sixteen years ago. This is clearly a video of Rianti's past. After his release from prison, Rianti has changed into a better person," said Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. Nyai Mustiani's eyes were wide-eyed.
"During a moment, did you say that Rianti was imprisoned?"
Master Izzul Islam nodded. Nyai Mustiani moved her head to the left and to the right quickly.
"What case, son?"
Master Izzul Islam raised his head with a long sigh. He told his mother. The situation is getting more complicated now.
"The murder of the deceased sir Yulian Wibowo, his own father,"
Nyai Mustiani shook her head quickly.
"Already, Son. The decision I made was right. You don't deserve to marry that woman. His evil nature will remain in his chest,"
"No, Ma. We can't be so bad at thinking that. Everyone has a bad past. And many of them have changed. Most scholars and Sufis depart from the darkness of their sinful pasts. The sin that leads them to repentance, to sit them in the highest degree." Master Teacher Izzul Islam stopped his words for a moment. He dared to look at Nyai Mustiani's face for a long time.
" Today, I am still convinced, Rianti is the woman in my palace. God sent it to me, there must be a point. No, Madam. I will still marry Rianti. Whatever and however he is in the view of people," continued Master Izzul Islam ended his words. He sighed softly and lowered his face.
Hearing Master Izzul Islam's rebuttal, Nyai Mustiani's face looked displeased.
"Enough you are content with your dreams. The dream is over. Your devotion to your mother who will never pass. It could be that your dream will be the incarnation of an angel in heaven. Already, just follow the orders of mother. Don't argue."
Master Izzul Islam rubbed his face.
"Oh my God, Mom. This time I asked my mother to listen to me just once. Rianti has been...,"
"Already, already. I don't want to hear that anymore. Come on, you get out there. Mom wants to sleep. Don't see me if you defend Rianti again. What I decide is best for you" Nyai Mustiani said. Master Izzul Islam bowed his head. He sighed softly. He looked at Nyai Mustiani's face. Nyai Mustiani's face looked displeased. Master Izzul Islam smiled. He grabbed Nyai Mustiani's hand and kissed her. Not to forget, before leaving the room, Master Izzul Islam kissed Nyai Mustiani's forehead.
"Assalamualaikum, ma'am," said Master Izzul Islam. Nyai Mustiani replied slowly. Master Izzul Islam stepped out of the room.
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Master Izzul Islam turned towards the door of Nyai Mustiani's room. He let out a long sigh and looked up for a while. After that, he walked to his room.
In his room, Master Izzul Islam threw his body on the sofa. He lowered his head and closed his eyes. He sighs. This time he felt something different in his heart. He started to feel nervous. And he felt afraid. Fear of losing Rianti. Afraid of not being able to marry Rianti.
Master Izzul Islam opened his eyes slowly. His face was rubbed several times. Disputing his mother's word was something heavy for him. But on the other hand, what her mother did by unilaterally deciding the matchmaking was wrong. He did not know how Sulastri and Rianti were feeling at this moment. He should apologize immediately. He has to go to Sulastri's house tomorrow.
Master Izzul Islam got up and stepped towards his bed. After releasing his skull and torment on the table, he laid his body down slowly. His eyes stared at the ceiling. Tonight he felt not as calm as the previous nights when he faced problems. Rianti's face was now as if displayed where he set his sights. He's just an ordinary man. This time he felt desperate after fifteen years of patient waiting.
"Astaghfirullah.." exhorted Master Izzul Islam Long. He got up and got out of his bed. After a moment of standing staring at his shadow, he decided to go out to take water ablution'.
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The night is getting late. The rain is starting to stop. The cold atmosphere was felt by the wind-blown earth. The sound of toads that are busy beating the sound of other night animals, such as the rhythm of joy over the arrival of the rainy season. Tabebuya trees in the yard of the house that was previously dry molt, have now issued its green shoots.
On his scripture, Rianti Khusyu' read the verses of the Qur'an in front of him. Sulastri himself was already asleep in his sleep on the bed. Rianti's soft voice read the Qur'an in the silence of space, slowly lulling Sulastri in his long dream.
"Shodaqallahul Adzim."
Rianti ended his recitation of the Qur'an and closed it. He raised his hand and began to pray fervently'.