
It's almost afternoon. Mushola beside the house of Mr. Annas has begun to be crowded with boys and girls. They range in age from 5 to 11 years. Most of those living in the village were the children of this village. They came to teach at the mosque with Annas and his wife.
For ten years, Annas and his wife became teachers in their village voluntarily. The villagers were happy because some were kind enough to teach their children to teach the Qur'an. Moreover, Mr. Annas never asked for payment. All done sincerely hope for Allah SWT.
But villagers sometimes force to give envelopes seikhlasnya. The husband and wife always refused, but all reasoned that the money was not as a payment, but to help pay for the Mushola electricity. Finally they are powerless to reject the sincere wishes of the citizens, on condition of sincerity and not to become a burden. The villagers agreed.
Mr. Annas is a local Elementary School Principal. The distance from the school is not far, about 1 kilometer. He's 50 years old. Retirement soon.
While his wife Bu Arum, is just a housewife. He's 45 years old.
They only had a daughter. Name's Aisyah. Her face and demeanor are as beautiful as her name. He is 19 years old, studying in Pekanbaru. This beautiful girl in a wide headscarf is on semester break. He went home and filled out activities to help his father and mother teach children to teach.
Aisyah came out from the side door of the house with her hands carrying a bag containing mucena. He walked towards the mushola, immediately attacked by little girls who ran and wrestled spoiled in his hands.
"Sir Ice, sister Ais, here I bring you a big sister's bag" said a little girl about 6 years old.
Not yet he answered the little boy immediately pulled the bag from his hand, while running towards the mosque.
Even the little girl's friends like commanding, running along with laughing and shouting chasing each other.
"Here, Santi, Khanza, don't run.... Later this memory will already want magrib. Come to the ablution place we wudhu together with sister Ais yuk.." son of Aisyah.
They were cheering.
"Ayooooo...."
All scrambling to get to first in place ablution. Aisyah just laughed a little at their behavior.remember her childhood she also likes to run around to and fro.
"Don't mention sweet sisters.... The orderly. Open the faucet slowly so as not to squirt anywhere airny. Rahma, that's her sleeve rolled up to not get wet.
Lhoooo kok that Anita same Chika even play flush- flush anyway, later wet all her clothes .... Khanza if enter the place wudhu sandal his removed first. Nita.........!!!! "
Aisyah repulsed because of the children's behavior in front of her. Nita who wudhu fit in front of Aisyah open the faucet too tight so that the water splashed everywhere. No doubt Aisyah's hijab was also wet.
Children like not caring about the sound of Aisyah.they keep playing water. Aisyah can only shake her head. Even though they were naughty but Aisyah still could not get angry at them. Aisha used to love children. Seeing them laugh brought happiness in Aisyah's heart. Yes, Aisyah is always quiet. Consequences as an only child, no brother or sister to play with. So Aisyah impressed mature because always play with her mother.