Gold And Diamond
PART 9 "The Power of Prayer"
Although the age is no longer young, Sayyid Omar never found a future wife as he coveted. Although he has also been Hajj once and Umrah three times, the last time he was thirty-eight years-two years ago-it turns out his prayers are still suspended until now.
Various ways he's been looking. Not just waiting because he is a real man who will not hesitate to retreat before obtaining his dreams. He came to one of the kiai from Magetan, named Kiai Bahar, asking for barakah prayers and practices. He received an offer of arranged marriage with one of the princesses from Sleman who eventually failed in the middle of the road. In fact, when he tried to open up, looking at his own students there was nothing he thought was suitable. When the wedding of his friends, who is also a gus, he also gets special prayers. Which in essence, until so far God has not solidified it for a household.
Was he too grandiose to raise the criteria? No. gabe. He did not make his choice based on race, background, breed, or scholarship. From year to year, he became increasingly aware that as an ordinary human being he could not be too choosy. Until he finally did a lot to look for his missing ribs.
Repeatedly he came to the mother's tomb, sending her innumerable gifts of fatihah. Repeatedly he prostrated himself on the elder brother who has now fallen weakly on his bed - who in the last two years has been unable to take care of the boarding school that continues to grow santriya from year to year the year.
The seven brothers whose five members were Sayyid Omar managing the pesantren, also did not stay silent. When the opportunity came, there was anyone who came looking for a future husband, they did not hesitate to offer Sayyid Omar. However, some later retreated seeing the age of Sayyid Omar had forty years. But some reasoned, thought Sayyid Omar was too extraordinary to be a husband. There will always come a thousand kinds of reasons if indeed destiny has not been approved.
When viewed from the appearance, Sayyid Omar is a man who looks younger than his age. That clear face was so lying to his age now. He's a patient man and takes care of wudu, even though he's not an educated man - only school until the end of junior high school. Not because he was unable, but he just wanted to focus on developing himself in religious science. Because, he knows someday he will be a milestone holder of the development of the pesantren in the next few years.
Tonight, after he had finished his manaqib-an with the santri son and daughter who number almost a thousand, he called Kabir Khan-santri blesteran india from sewah. He asks Kabir to go into his private room.
"Kabir, please cut my hair. It's already crossed my shoulders. As usual, don't go long. Five inches. Yup!" Omar had Kabir hold scissors and a comb on the table.
"Yes, Gus."
Kabir starts tidying up Omar's hair.
"In fact I really love Kang Abi does not want to live in this ndalem anymore. Is he no longer krasan, Beer? Know you?"
"His father was a modin, yes, Gus. As far as I know he was asked by his father boyong to quickly serve in the community."
"Loh, but his brother's got four. He's the second kid to."
"Yes, Gus. Second child."
"Know three years. But, it's only been a year, Gus."
"Do you know he's a graduate abroad?"
"Here you go, Gus."
"That's also what made me used to be a little heavy giving him permission boyong. She wants to get married, right?"
"Married? Mm..." Kabir carefully cut Omar's hair so as not to exceed five inches. Because, Omar does not like if his hair looks shorter than usual.
"Not yet, Gus. I didn't hear anything. Had Kang Abi wanted to get married, he would have told Gus Omar."
"Yes too, beer."
Kabir has returned to Omar's hair. Make sure the pieces are neat.
The jet-black hair finally returned to its original size before some time elongating. Hair that every two days is always shampooed. Hair that is more often allowed to break down than diccrit. Hair that is rarely touched by hair oil.
The hair that according to Omar, makes it appear with a distinctive style. Not Omar if he doesn't have long hair. In fact, he has been accustomed to lengthening his hair since the age of High School, but never once did he color it and greatly maintain the health of his hair.
Omar told Kabir to leave. He was stunned in front of the glass while making a mirrored prayer. Although in front of all his sorrows he never showed sadness and disappointment, but in that solitude he kept a very deep longing. Deep down, no one knows how she really feels. He so wanted to feel how side by side with a lover named wife. On top of all the effort he had put in, he kept trying to be patient over all the trials of his heart. Again, he is a patient man.
He rarely touches women who are not his mahram just because he wants to perpetuate his woman. Even if he had to shake hands because of his respect, then he would immediately commute in his spare time. For example, when he would shake hands with his sister-in-law's nephew, to the guests of the saint who often came to him. Or, he will meet the guardian santri if abah sepuh not kerso found. The habit of keeping the wudu is already so attached to him.
People say, it decreases from the attitude and habits of bu nyai first before sedo (died). So many people also say - those who have known for a long time the ins and outs of the pesantren family - that Omar is the most suitable to replace the position. He is son number two.
Here's what Gus Omar was curious about.. 😊😊 Gus hairy wave shoulder with jet black color like dark night.. Met read.. 😊
