Love Johanna
Section 9
...LOVE JOHANNA...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 9...
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“That's because Aunt judged with Aunt's eyes,” replied Hanna was trying to be patient. “Not with heart and mind.”
“Tante argues using logic, Hanna. The proof, not only Aunty doang who knows the rottenness of the Muslims. Aunty friends, Aunty family .. including your own Papa, also-”
“It! It!”
“That's what you mean?”
Tandas Hanna explained, “Nah, that's who Hanna meant that Auntie judged Islam was only from the eyes. Outlooks. Not by using heart and mind.”
Back Aunty Chika's forehead is furrowing violently. Ask later, “Tante still does not understand what you mean, Hanna.”
Straightforward, Hanna tried to reaffirm. “I mean Hanna, Aunty judged the religion of Islam from its people. Pe-nga-nut.”
“Indeed from what Aunty saw all this time, the Muslims did. Love to do—“
“If Aunty judge it in terms of poor adherent behavior, why Aunty does not dare to see from the angle of Muslims who are kind, pious, obedient, also friendly, also friendly,” said Hanna excitedly and began to understand the initial gap why Aunt Chika looks not so fond of Islam. “The Muslims are many, Aunt. Not just the everyday ones we meet. Neighbors nearby, Muslims out there, far away in the provinces, countries, even in countries that we have never visited.”
“Iya, Auntie knows it,” reply the woman back. “But at will, the bad behavior of Muslims that ‘kan can be used as a reference basis to assess how bad their religious teachings are.”
“Hhhmmm,” deham Hanna accompanied by a wry smile. “So yes, Aunt?”
“It. Want to be denied until anytime, just keep the original essence of their bad religious teachings can no longer be hidden. Bener, ‘kan?”
Seeing Hanna speechless, Aunt Chika felt that her nephew had begun to understand and swallow her argument raw.
“Alright ...” said Hanna after a moment of silence to enrich her patience, “if according to Aunt the behavior of some religious people it can be used as a basis for assessment of her religious teachings, then what about the phenomenon of same-sex marriage that is authorized by the pastor and approved by the church. Does that mean Lord –nya Aunt-was also allowed a man to marry a man and a woman to marry a fellow woman?”
Hearing his nephew's statements and questions, Aunt Chika's countenance spontaneously changed. It looked like I was surprised and confused.
“Why are you questioning that anyway, Hanna? Aunty ‘kan, again discussing about Islam. Your new religion, tuh!”
The girl smiled wryly.
“What's wrong with the question Hanna, Auntie?”
Answer Aunt Chika, “Yaaa .. that's it, it's up to you, Hanna. But ... yaa .. why should you also question something that is no longer part of your present religion? Just discuss your own new religion.”
“That's Hanna lakainin, because Auntie has also talked about something that is not the realm of belief or religion Aunty herself. Even Auntie has dared to give an assessment of something that is not necessarily true according to Aunt's expectations. Isn't that so, Auntie?”
Aunt Chika swearing.
Said fiercely, “You are the most able to talk about Aunt.”
“Not ...” Hanna smiled gently. “Not so Hanna meant. Absolutely do not mean so, my dear Tantiku.”
“Terus?”
“Jawab was Hanna's question earlier.”
“Which one?”
“About same-sex marriage, dear aunt.”
The woman looked confused. He tried to answer with a broken tone. “Yaaa .. it ‘kan just a handful of people only. Where there is a rule in Al Kitab that allows same-sex marriage kayak ‘gitu. Just ngawur, ah.”
“Terus?”
“Yes, can't!”
“Terus?”
“What keeps going, anyway?”
“About the bad behavior of those Muslims according to Auntie?”
Aunt Chika thought back. This time, he seemed a little cautious. Considering his interlocutor was a pretty smart youngster.
“Oknum mean Aunt?”
“I-will! That's kind!” aunty Chika answered back. “Why the hell, are you wondering Auntie's problem soan, Hanna? Aunty ‘kan, not a rohaniawan figure.”
“Rohaniawati, Aunt.”
“I-iya ... that's what Aunty just meant,” said Aunt Chika again. “Udah, ah. Aunty doesn't know much about such affairs. Especially about your new religion, Hanna.”
If only Hanna lusted to reply, maybe could have said ; ‘Makanya, if Auntie did not understand the teachings of Islam, do not like to talk strangely, deh. Especially accusations ... Islam is like this, Islam is like that. Bener also not, even fall to slander.’
Wisely, Hanna said, “Yes, already. If Aunty wants or intends to learn Islam, Hanna is willing to make ngajarin.”
“Halah, you are,” timpal Aunt Chika. “Muslims who have been Islamic since birth, do not necessarily know much about their own religious teachings. Lah, you? New guy ...”
“Hanna ‘kan, learn a lot too, Aunt,” reply the girl is soft. “Many read books about Islam, studied with Islamic religious figures, or just ask questions about the same friends who really already understand about Islam.”
“You're serious?” aunty Chika asked as she looked deeply into the eyes of her nephew.
“What?”
“Defend with your new confidence it?”
“Insa Allah, Aunt,” replied Hanna sure.
“What does that mean?”
“If God wills.”
“Kalo don't want?”
“Yakini and imani only, Aunt. Because God's view depends on how much we believe and our prejudice against Him. Believe with all your heart that Allah is the All-Aware. Including his will. If we are sure that God will give, kun fayakun .. which should not happen, God's Insa will be realized. It was also not necessarily according to his human desires, but on the basis of his power.”
“Hhmmm. Aunt doesn't understand. So dizzy from your talk, Hanna.”
“Yes, so have a lot to learn, Auntie. Get on, Hanna guide. Want?”
“Now!” answered Aunt Chika fiercely. “No need!”
In the middle of the chat they both, suddenly heard the ringtone of the phone screaming.
“Kak Atan?” aunt Chika spontaneously felt frightened. “Your father called, Hanna!”
“What? Yes, Allah!”
“How is this?” I asked the woman myself. “Ssttt .. You don't have to say yes, Hanna. D-silence .. d-silence only. T-aunty wants to pick up the phone from Papamu.”
Hanna was scared.
“Halo, Brother?”
Answer the voice from across the phone, “Chika! Has Johanna come to your house?”
“H-hanna? Ah, uh ... no tuh, K-kak,” reply Aunt Chika scared. “M-why k-why?”
“You don't lie, Chika!” papa Hanna's snarl boomed.
“B-right, K-Sister. I-I'm not lying.”
“Review yes, if you get caught nolongin him!”
“B-right, K-sister. H-hanna is not at my house, kok.”
“Huh, I'm looking for Hanna. I'll kill that fucking kid if I find him!”
“H-hah? E-surely K-sister again a-there's d-where's s-now?”
“Over your house, Chika! Did you not see?”
“A-what?!”
Aunt Chika's eyes grew. He looked at Hanna full of fear.
...SERIATE...
