The Lost Of Ramadan
The Treaty of Tasu'a

After being accused of adultery until expulsion by his mother, Sayyid now lives in his own house that he had built for a long time, his house is located in a residential agricultural area, with the wealth owned before, he said, in the form of land and business, he now uses it for plantation land and becomes a farmer.

He also often visited Faiha to see their situation, as well as the countryside. One day Sayyid invited Thalib to visit the remote village to meet Faiha and his mother, while they were sitting on the terrace.

“I have often visited here and looked around this village, I see a lot of empty houses left behind, and there are only a few residents besides you, I see,” Sayyid said to his mother Faiha.

“Then this place was quite crowded, now they have all moved to the city, so, now this village is unkempt and many wild trees,” he replied.

“Actually I have thought about this for a long time, and my goal is to bring Mr. Thalib here because I want to discuss it,” Sayyid said.

“Let's just say our prince will listen,” replied Tahlib and embraced them.

“I want to invite you to build this village back,” he said making them a little surprised and staring at each other.

“I know this may be difficult, but I have also thought for a long time about the beggars in the cities, they all have no home, they have no home, and there are also poor people who have unfit houses,” he continued and they seemed to think about it.

“This village also has everything we need, many houses that we can still use, wood material also seems not to be a problem, he said, in this village there are many wild trees and there is also a forest, after cutting down some trees, we can use it again as agricultural land, so they will have a job,” he said fiery.

They looked at each other and smiled. “I already know the state of the prince now, we definitely need a lot of funds, how about we use the property of the grandfather's legacy for this, he must be happy with it,” said Thalib.

“No need sir, I still have another treasure, I also want the treasure to be used by the right person as you want, I am sure, in the future there will be people like Mr. Alhudari and Mr. Thalib coming to this country to bring greater change,” he replied.

Thlib smiled proudly. “Yah hope.”

“I will also definitely help the prince, I am glad the prince chose this village of ours,” said Faiha smiling haru.

“I'm also glad the prince wants to help small people like us,” said his mother Faiha.

“It must be like that Mom, it is the obligation of a representative leader like me,” Sayyid replied.

After that they invited the poor and beggars to build a house together in the remote village, their faces beaming at the news of the gambira, the two gatekeepers who are now studying at Thalib also helped them, until slowly but surely, the village that was once almost abandoned is now starting to change, which was once silent is now starting to get crowded, many children play and many people pass by, everyone has a big contribution in the rebuilding of this village.

But in contrast to the kingdom led by Nashif which was even irregular, at that time who took care of the return of crops held by his uncle, back to normal, as before, they buy crops at a price that is a little far from the market, this makes farmers start to fret.

At that time Nashif went around with his guards distributing staple materials in the palace area. “Revelation King please give us too,” said a woman while holding a baby.

“What is your religion?” nashif asked surprisingly.

She's astonished. “Same as you, O my King, ancestral religion.”

“Good take this and go,” replied Nashif thrusting the bag made of woven bamboo.

“Ano ... why did the king ask so?” ask the bodyguard.

“I just want to share all this for our people not for those who are religious Alhudari.”

“But ... the.”

“Be quiet, just do what I ask!” snapped it.

“If any of you are a Muslim then leave from here, we do not give this to you!” shout Nashif.

Everyone was surprised and astonished. “Why can it be?”

“Iya why?” people wonder at each other.

“Sorry King, we think it is unfair, the role of Sayyid himself has never been indiscriminate towards anyone,” said one of them.

“By saying that name, if you disagree then don't take this and go like them!” his yell.

Everyone was confused, while the Muslims resigned and left the crowd. “Supervisor! Quickly finish this let me immediately return to the palace,” his orders and the guards were pleased.

...●●●...

One day a bodyguard came to see Prince Sayyid, who was very busy with the construction of the village. Faiha was with him at the time.

“Greetings prince.”

Sayyid looked confused. “What brought you here?”

“I got an order from your mother to bring this,” her reply thrust a fold of paper..

“Letter! What happened?”

“Should the master immediately read the letter, I was only ordered to deliver it.”

Sayyid immediately opened the letter and read it. “Oh my son Prince Sayyid, go back to the palace, forgive your mother who has believed the slanderous news they made, a mother's bodyguard has told me the truth of it all, that you're not who they say you are, I also ask you to forgive them. Then please bring a woman who has been close to you lately, introduce her to me and let me also apologize to her.”

After reading the letter, Sayyid and Faiha smiled at each other, as if they already had a very close relationship.

There was no need to make her mother wait for Sayyid and Faiha to go to the palace to meet her mother and her father who was still lying sick. “Dad, Mother, we want to ask you for your blessing so that we are allowed to get married soon,” pinta Sayyid.

Hearing that made both of them both surprised and happy. “Sayyid it is time for you to get married, I already really want to see you happy,” said the father smiled haru.

“If you already feel confident then why else wait, let mother who will take care of everything.”

“No need to bother Mom, let us take care of it,” Sayyid replied.

“Hah you do not understand, a mother will be very happy if she prepares a marriage for her child, what else you are the only child of a mother, where maybe I let you take care of it, which is, I also want to show other mothers that my son is getting married soon,” get excited.

His father shook his head a little. “Let him take care of it, you're like you don't know your mother.”

Hearing that Sayyid and Faiha laughed a little. “So after this will you guys stay in the palace?” ask her mother for a moment of sadness.

“We will stay in the village that we just built it, but take it easy we will often come here,” Sayyid replied.

“If mom wants us to stay here, we will definitely obey her,” said Faiha.

“It's okay, if you two want to stay in that village, mom always supports your decision,” she replied while hugging Faiha.

“Thank you for choosing my son as your husband, I'm so happy he can have a beautiful woman like you, please take care of him ya”.

“Iya Ma'am, Faiha is also happy to be with her,” replied.

“Sayyid meet Nashif, let him this happy news,” pinta his father.

Sayyid nodded and then went to meet Nashif who was in the warehouse. “It turns out you are right here, I heard from the guards you are preparing the harvest to share with the population, I am happy to know this,” Sayyid said staring happily.

Nashif looks dislike and looks suspicious. “What brought you here?”

“Ah really introduce her Faiha my future wife,” replied Sayyid and Faiha bowed respectfully.

“I want you to come to our wedding, I hope you are not too busy later to come to attend,”.

“Oh yes well I will try to come, sorry I have to go I was very busy,” replied Nashif turned and left them.

“Ceh ... show-offer, just look I will soon be married also to a woman who is much better than him, I will reply you, his inner” while staring annoyed.

“Loh what yes, I absolutely do not know it.”

“Nih yes, he said the woman had just married someone else, but the king instead seized her and threatened them to get a divorce soon.”

“What's true, lest it's just a hoax.”

“Well I also heard it from others.”

It was accidentally heard by Sayyid, he fell silent to think and then went home. “Faiha did you hear back recently?” tanyanya immediately met Faiha.

“News, about what?”

“Ya for example about marriage.”

“Oh yes, the mother had come here, she invited us to attend Nashif's wedding.”

“Only that?”

“It's just that, what's the matter?’

“It's okay, you just heard the bad news, but it doesn't seem right.”

“But why did Kanda suddenly come and ask dinda that?”

“Emm I just thought that Dinda likes to gossip with neighbors he he he...” the answer made Faiha pout.

...●●●...

One day two gatekeepers came to meet Sayyid and Thalib who were making plantation land. Most of them were lifting up the trunks of trees that had been cut down. “Mr Thalib! Prince! Air-watered!” the two gatekeepers shouted.

All eyes were fixed on the question marks on the two. “Speak what's up?’ ask Sayyid.

“The Muslims in the city received bad treatment from members of the kingdom, the Muslims in the palace area never got help from the king, even they were expelled from their residence, he said,” said one of them.

“Iya prince, one of the king's guards told me that the distribution of the harvest was intended for people of ancestral religion, they were ordered by the King not to give it to the Muslims,” connect the other.

“What is all that right?” ask Thalib

“We also saw it for ourselves sir, the villagers who sell in the city also find rough treatment, they are often targeted by employees on the grounds of security money, it turns out that it has happened for a long time, it has happened, when the prince no longer lives in the palace of the Master, and most recently there is a ban on buying from Muslim traders,” they replied.

Sayyid was silent and clenched his two arms down, suddenly he walked quickly leaving them towards the palace. “Prince wait, hold the anger of the role,” said Thalib but not answered by Sayyid.

“You two come with me, we must appease the prince,” pinta Thalib.

When they were about to catch up, Sayyid was so far from their sight that they caught up with him running.

When he arrived at the palace, Sayyid found two Nashif guards were driving an old man violently right in front of him. “Haha ... old base also still dare to challenge the king.”

Seeing that Sayyid immediately ran towards the two guards. “Ehh prince Sayyi ..”

*bugh! Braakk! Sayyid hit the two in the stomach so hard that they slammed far away until they both fainted on the spot.

Found that the other guards were very shocked and about to attack, but were immediately frightened when they saw that the one in front of them was prince Sayyid with a very angry face. He walked quickly into the palace without anyone daring to get in the way.

He also found Nashif was relaxing on his throne with his wife who at that time appeared on both cheeks still wet with tears, Sayyid was silent to look at him.

“Nashif!” his screams full of anger made Nashif sometimes unsettled when he saw Sayyid was very angry looking at him.

Sayyid walked towards Nashif while clenching his hands staring intently. “Guards stop this guy!” But no one dared to stop him

“What do you want to do to me Brother!” he said tearful in fear.

“Sayyid! What else do you want to do with my son!” shairah shouted coming with her uncle in the way.

“Get aside, I must re-awaken him, he has made the Muslims suffer, his injustice must be hit hard!” shout Sayyid.

“There's what Sayyid! Why are you so angry like that,” said his mother who also came to see them.

“Indeed what he did to the Muslims, he often distributed the harvest to the residents,” Syairah defended.

“Sayyid don't make a fuss again,” said his uncle.

“Do you not know, I have news that Nashif has done arbitrarily to Muslims, he has never given any help, at all, even expel them from their residence and prohibit buying from Muslim traders,” Sayyid replied.

“Is that true Nashif?” ask Sayyid's mother.

Syairah and her uncle looked surprised and looked towards Nashif who was bowed. “Iya right, I did do it, then what do you want!” the answer made them not believe.

Shaykh seemed to think of something. “True what you want, he is the king, and you are nobody, he has the right to what he wants to do,” martial Shairah suddenly.

“Didn't you build your own kingdom in that village, then you want anything else up to the king to do what,” his uncle said come to defend.

Sayyid. “Do you like his actions?” he stared intently making both of them gasp in fear.

“Do you want the king to run, do we not have the rule, if a king has two sons then one of them will lead the kingdom until they have children, he said, then the son of the prince who did not become king, will be the next king, salama he did not become king he has no right to fight against the king,” Syairah said.

“That's a long-standing rule, where perhaps we should follow it, the fact that the regulation could be as detrimental to the people as it is now,” Sayyid's mother said.

“Despite that, do you dare to break it!” syairah answered making Sayyid and his mother speechless, Sayyid was even very upset about it.

“How about we file an agreement!” thalib said, surprising them, he came along with the two guards.

“Agreement, which is true, what you can bet on,” said his uncle.

Sayyid. “How about I don't have the right to lead this work anymore.”

“Sayyid what are you saying!” His mother looked very surprised.

“Ceh is indeed what I wanted from the past, I do not want you to interfere with my leadership,” said Nashif.

“What prince is sure about that?” ask Thalib.

"True Sayyid think again, your descendants will not be able to become the next leader" said his mother.

“It's okay Mom, sir, I've thought about it, there's nothing we can bet on, I'm willing to sacrifice it for the sake of our Muslim families,” Sayyid replied looking very calm.

“All right what you asked my sister Sayyid,” said Nashif looks happy.

“One, peace of mind, between me and you Nashif. Two, we will not disturb each other, I will lead the village of the Muslims whom I named Tasu’a village, and the village is part of the country and all like ordinary people have the same degree, the, there is no prohibition between the two, they live in good harmony in buying and selling and working together. Three, everyone has the right to vote, no matter their religious matters, harmony remains on guard, no one is forced or forced.”

“I name this agreement, Tasu’a Agreement,” panuh sure.

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