NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#230
Rianti and Jamila shed tears. After for a long time both of them fell silent listening to Zulhiyani's words, their hearts felt full. Both understood how happy Zulhiyani would be if they could grant his request. A good thing that is certainly believed both will not be rejected by Master Izzul Islam. Incorporating happiness in the hearts of others is a great worship, which is certainly a great reward on the side of Allah. Rianti knows, and so does Jamila. Allah helps His servant as long as he helps his brother. The life of the world is so short. The longest human life is only up to eighty years. The afterlife certainly promises a life full of enjoyment. For Rianti, spreading and sharing kindness during life in the world is what he should do. God has given him the sufficiency of life. Even since he was a child. It is a loss if you do not share with others.
Rianti smiled and gently rubbed Zulhiyani's head. After that he kissed Zulhiyani. There was little sign for Zulhiyani that he, as well as representing Jamila, was willing to grant her request. Rianti turned towards Jamila. Jamila nodded her head while smiling. Zulhiyani alternately looked at the faces of the two. He does not need to doubt the sincerity that emanates, both from the face and from the eyes of both.
Rianti slowly approached Jamila. Jamila's body was embraced while gently rubbing her back. Jamila smiled and returned Rianti's embrace. So far, there has been no conflict between him and Jamila regarding anything, although it was decided unilaterally by Rianti. Because togetherness and getting to know each other all this time, making the two always seia seia seata.
"Please call Mr. Jamila" said Rianti. Jamila nodded and rushed out. Rianti then stepped slowly back towards Zulhiyani. For a moment he fell silent while smilingly looking at Zulhiyani.
"Zulhiyani, smile because you will soon join us as Master's wife. Before you ask for it, I already wanted to make you Master's third wife. Gathering with the women who memorized the Qur'an, is a great honor for me and also Nyai Jamila. We hope you're cured and I won't let there be a divorce between you and Master Teacher" Rianti said. Zulhiyani's tears rubbed her gently with a smile. Zulhiyani could not hide her happiness. He shook his head, as if unable to withstand the turmoil of happiness in his heart. Rianti's hand was kissed while unceasingly saying thanks.
Master Izzul Islam and Jamila entered the room. Rianti. He stared at Master Izzul Islam and approached him. Both hands of Master Izzul Islam held by him.
"Sir Master, I've asked too much of you, Master, but have mercy on this girl. He really wants to marry your brother. Give me his last wish" Rianti said. Master Izzul Islam stared at Zulhiyani's face. Zulhiyani lowered her gaze. Master Izzul Islam turned his gaze towards Jamila. Jamila smiled nodding her head.
"If you have allowed and ridha," said Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. He glanced at his watch. There was still an hour left before Zulhiyani entered the operating room.
Master Izzul Islam grabbed a cell phone in his pocket. After finding the head number of KUA on his phone, he immediately contacted him. Master Izzul Islam then told Jamila to call Nurmah's inak and inform them of the results of their agreement. Nurmah's body almost fell on the floor because of shock and did not expect Master Izzul Islam to marry his son who already had no hope of life.
After waiting for about half an hour, the head of KUA and two of his staff finally arrived at Zulhiyani's treatment room. Mr. Guru Izzul Islam told everyone to come in to witness the marriage contract process. Before the marriage contract began, Rianti asked Zulhiyani about the dowry he would ask the Master Izzul Islam.
"I shouldn't have asked for a dowry, Miss Nyai. This is enough for me" replied Zulhiyani. Rianti smiled.
"No, Zulhiyani. Justsaytheword. Think about what you want" Rianti said. Zulhiyani. He stared at Master Izzul Islam and Jamila. Both of them smiled with their heads. Zulhiyani swallowed his saliva deeply. He turned his eyes back to Rianti.
"Mr Nyai, my whole life, I have never given any alms to my late father. I only asked for a million. That money I would like to donate to an orphan as a charity for my father. That's it, Miss Nyai" said Zulhiyani. Rianti smiled.
"Sir Master will add his dowry to ten million. Come on, get ready" said Rianti. He then approached and sat down next to Master Izzul Islam.
"Master Izzul Islam, I marry you to Zulhiyani bint Amaq Suparap almahum, with ten million rupiahs paid in cash,"
"I accept the marriage of Zulhiyani bint amaq Suparap with such mascawine in cash,"
Validly!
Sobs were heard in the room when the marriage contract of Mr. Guru Izzul Islam and Zulhiyani was completed. The atmosphere of haru and sad for a moment made the atmosphere in the room become quiet. Their gazes were all fixed towards Zulhiyani who was lying on top of his cage. They witnessed how the happy face of Zulhiyani, implied happiness in his heart at this moment.
Master Izzul Islam turned towards Rianti. He signals that Rianti gives him dowry for Zulhiyani.
Mr. Guru Izzul Islam holds both hands Zulhiyani while putting the money. Zulhiyani still closed her eyes. Even when Master Izzul Islam kissed her forehead, she still could not open her eyes. Her unceasing tears flowed like she tightly glued her two eyes together.
"Zulhiyani, open your eyes, dear. Look at your husband" whispered Rianti gently. Slowly Zulhiyani opened her eyes. Master Izzul Islam smiled. Zulhiyani's hand moved holding the hand of Master Izzul Islam. Slowly he put it up on his face and kissed her.
Jamila brought inak Nurmah closer. The four of them stood beside the bed where Zulhiyani lay. Want to show that now Zulhiyani and his mother have become an inseparable part of the large family of Master Izzul Islam.
Zulhiyani raised her hand, gesturing for Nurmah's inak to approach. Nurmah's head was then held slowly and placed close to his lips. Nurmah's head and forehead were kissed.
"Mother, all this time I've been troubling mom. The tip of my finger is never dirty to help you ease the burden of your life after your death. Since childhood, my mother left me to the boarding school just because she wanted to see me grow up as a religious girl. I couldn't make my mother happy. But I intend the blessing of the Qur'an that I memorize for my mother. I always pray that after this God will give happiness to my mother. Take your son, ma'am. I don't want my happiness to be tarnished because my mother's heart is not sincere. I'm sorry, Mother,"
"Enough, son.Don't make mom sad and cry. It's enough of my happiness to see you smile. Whatever happens, keep hoping, God will give you healing and salvation."Master Teacher Izzul Islam
"Assalamualaikum, sorry, the patient on behalf of Zulhiyani will immediately carry out the operation. So, we have to get the patient to the operating room immediately" said a nurse.
Rianti approached and gave a tissue to the Nurmah inak. Lovingly, Nurmah's inak began to wipe away the tears on Zulhiyani's dull cheeks. Zulhiyani smiled. The head of Nurmah's inak brought him back. With his weak hands, he took turns wiping the tears of Nurmah's inak. Rianti then took Nurmah's inak to the back and gave the officer room to bring Zulhiyani.
"Mr Nyai, I'm handing back this money. May Allah repay your kindness" Zulhiyani said shortly before the officers took her. Rianti smiled and took the money Zulhiyani had offered. They then followed the officers carrying Zulhiyani to the waiting room.
"Sik, you stay here until Zulhiyani's operation is complete. I have to go home first. This afternoon I had a study in Kwangrundun village. Let me know about the progress of the operation" Master Izzul Islam told Jamila and Rianti.
"Lik, you stay here huh. Let me be with Zaebon who came home" Master Izzul Islam told Abdul Khalik before stepping out of the waiting room. Abdul khalik nodded his head. He then took Zaebon out.
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Layla still holds the cell phone the hostel gave her. After a long thought, he decided to call his parents. The decision is round. He has to move. Memorizing the Qur'an is not easy. Only those whose hearts are clean and sincere and have high patience can do so.
But as soon as he saw the big photo of the nanny of the boarding school hut hanging on the wall entering the caretaker room, he suddenly changed his mind. He remembered the words of the nanny a few days ago when gathering all the santri in the mosque. Caregivers emphasize the importance of istiqomah and be patient over any temptation when memorizing the Qur'an.
"Never move from this place. Because once you move, then you will never feel at home, wherever you go. Then that will be the beginning of your failure."
Layla gave a long sigh. He saw the number belonging to Mr. Nurasmin on the phone screen, which he never pressed. He remembered how happy faces when he met Mr. Nurasmin and Ms. Sofia when he reported his desire to become a reciter of the Qur'an. Too much sacrifice for his parents. Whatever he wants, there is nothing unsupervised. Moreover, he is their only child. And staying in that hut and continuing to memorize the Qur'an, was the only way to still maintain their happiness. He also does not want to play the words of pious people. He had already experienced how tormented and sinful he felt when he issued inappropriate words or prejudices to Master Izzul Islam and the late Nyai Mustiani, while balking at their matchmaking. He won't repeat it again.
Layla re-releases the phone on the table. He nodded and got up from his seat.
"Loh, don't you call, brother?" ask the manager when he sees Layla putting the phone in front of him. Layla just smiled. Without saying a word, he stepped out. The manager could only look at him in wonder.