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Surprise....

The panic! Sure.

“Close all glass!” pinta sir driver.

All students including the driver panicked when a snake was crawling on the front windshield of the bus.

"Quiet, Sir. Try driving the bus to the tree branches!” pinta Iskandar's.

The driver was quite familiar with Iskandar's direction until he drove the bus a little to the edge to reach the tree branch so that the snake was stuck there and did not take long, the snake was immediately caught in a branch that was quite large even though it slightly scratched the body of the bus. The students simultaneously looked back to make sure that the snake was indeed stuck there.

“Recommission walking under a tree yeah like this right, sir?” The bus driver said Iskandar.

“Pak, really serem from earlier. Can't just cancel the KKN in that village? Ask another village why, sir?” one of the students wearing a neck pillow.

“It's too late. Campus has raised the report and the letters are also finished.” Answer Iskandar.

“Then we KKNnya carelessly, sir. Once a week we go there.” proposed other students.

“It's the same you guys fired me.”

They fell silent, the return journey continued in silence. Each of them dissolves in their own minds. Some of them choose sleep to calm the heart and mind. After all, a trip to Wengi Village had already made them a heart spot several times.

“Pak, we pray first in the nearest mosque, yes!”

“Good, Sir.” replied Mr. Driver.

“Why wasn't there just now, sir?” ask Dodik.

“So I saw a dog sleeping on the porch. To avoid all preconceptions and misgivings it is better to choose prayer elsewhere. Although a little late is better than not denied, right?” Iskandar.

A simple mosque became their choice to perform the prayer of the Zuhr along with Iskandar acting as imam. Some students who had never prayed before participated in prayer together after hearing the words of Iskandar.

“Come, we pray first. Our salvation today is a concrete manifestation of God's help. Enough of this alone makes us think whether we are still arrogant by ignoring worship of our helper. Just imagine if today God does not help us, what will happen to us when we are in Wengi Village earlier? Nauzubilla hopefully nothing else will hurt us in ways we can hardly imagine. Salat and ask for protection of Allah SWT, only on Him not on others!”

The students follow the prayer fervently until the prayers after their prayer remain in the shaf.

Dreet…

“Hallo, Assalamualaiku,” said Iskandar to the owner of a number that Iskandar did not know.

“Walikumsalam, with Iskandar the son of Commander Rendra?”

“Iya, Sir. That's me.”

“Where is your position now? Your father told me and I am now waiting for you at the Koramil office.”

“Good, Sir. You will soon arrive. We are currently out of Wengi.”

“Alright, I wait here ya!”

“Good, Sir. Assalamualaikum.”

“Walaikumsalam.”

The bus arrived at Koramil's office and Iskandar went down first to greet a man his father's age who was waiting in an army uniform.

“Mr, Hashim?” ask Iskandar.

“Iskandar?” They shook hands for a moment followed by the Driver and the students.

Mr. Hashim invited them to see the place they would occupy next to the koramil office. There are two large rooms where it is commonly used to accommodate new members in case of an emergency. The journey back to campus. The sun was shining brightly again until the students who had been afraid now began to cheer up again.

“Pak, we want to create a group. We enter Mr, can?” tanya Dodik as the group leader.

“Oh yes, please!”

Iskandar gave his name to Dodik and then entered the notification to each student's mobile phone. They immediately open the phone and save the number of the lecturer with the name of their respective gifts. Aisyah who had been silent since then while observing her lecturer opened the profile photo of the lecturer containing a photo of four men facing the pyramid. No one knows what they look like but all the students who saw the profile photo were convinced one of them was Iskandar.

“Bapak has bestie too huh?” celtuk Nuri from behind.

“Everyone has friends. Humans are social creatures, we cannot live alone.” replied Iskandar.

"I'm sorry, sir. If we were in kepo. But saw the father of the army earlier greet Father. Must be one of the family Mr no army huh?” ask the others.

“Bapak Hashim was a generation with my Papa.”

“O...”

“Malang.”

“Wah, same dong, sir. I am also in Malang. Father in which area?”

Iskandar silent for a moment, “Sorry, that's my privacy.”

The student was silent, it turns out to approach the lecturer is not easy even if they are one area. The bus entered the campus and Dodik completed payment with the driver. Iskandar overtakes a red sheet into the driver's pack's pocket. They said goodbye to each other and agreed to continue the discussion through the group.

Iskandar directly walked to the lecturer mess that was behind the campus. Just walk about a minute, he has reached the mess.

“Assalamualaiku,” said Iskandar then turned the door knob and-

“Walaikumsalammmm. Surprise..” says best friend till jannah who has joined in mess.

They embrace each other. After a few weeks, they finally meet again.

“You take a shower first, we have prepared a nice afternoon meal.”

Iskandar smiled and left those who were sitting on a piece of carpet in the living room. Mess lecturer itself is a residential complex consisting of two rooms with a bathroom and a small kitchen. Various menus have been arranged neatly on the carpet results from the deposit of the mother of Ari.

“We are one mess right?” ask Iskandar who has joined after cleaning himself.

“We request the same mess with you interview time.” Celtuk Ari who agreed with the others.

“Alhamdulillah.” Reply Iskandar.

“Where is that village?” ask Ari back.

Iskandar looked at them one by one. He breathed for a moment. “Yes begitula!” as friends of till jannah, they know enough of the friend until if Iskandar says like that it means something is wrong.

“How so? Can't I change?” ask Dwi.

Iskandar shook his head, “Can't anymore. If you know from the beginning it may be possible but you know for yourself the condition. I just picked him up all of a sudden because the first lecturer was pregnant. Other lecturers already have a schedule only I am empty because I just entered.”

They continued the conversation after dinner. Iskandar also received a call from his grandfather and two parents. Anugrah also called to inquire about their trip. Inevitably, Iskandar told everything to his sister but not to his grandfather and parents.

“Remember, Deck. Don't tell me to go home. Watch you!”

“Ready! That's as scary as that, huh? Here alone that many people dayaknya not spooky so.” asked Anugrah still hard to believe with all the stories he heard from the brother.

“Iya,”

“Be careful, Brother. Don't forget to read the prayer! Bring yasin too. The bullet that Papa gave me is still there, right?”

“Iya, still.”

Cut who is from the village believes if the baby is tied with a bullet in his body then it will not be disturbed by subtle creatures. As a result, both Iskandar and Anugrah wear necklaces made by his father everywhere from childhood. The necklace is a rope of fine thread and his eyes are given a bullet that has been detonated. Rendra himself did not believe it but when Cut said, “Did any soldier ever get into a trance while on duty in forests, swamps or places that are actually haunted?” ask the wife at the time. Rendra shook her head slowly. Indeed, as he remembered no soldier was possessed even when his friends were shot or died while being a sandra with terrible conditions. None of his friends were in a trance or saw any apparitions.

“But it's a mushyrik.” Sahut Rendra at that time.

“Do not believe this bullet as a protector but consider him as a medicine. The medicine or doctor should not be believed to be a healer. Only Allah is all-healing and helpful, not goods or talismans, but let these bullets act as medicine. Who protects keep Allah.” That's how about Cut outwits the husband until the necklace is installed beautifully on Iskandar's neck as a baby. After Anugrah was born, because there was a mother-in-law, she did not dare to wear it in the form of a necklace but instead put it in Anugrah's socks.  

Until now Iskandar and Anugrah still carry the bullet in the wallet. While Anugrah actually makes a bracelet so that it adds more courage in the eyes of the girls. The bullet was no longer an antidote or whatever it was that his mother meant but had changed functions. For Iskandar, the bullet was a memento from his mother while for Anugrah, the bullet that the bracelet had made as a show of styles.

After the conversation ended, he chose to break down. This whole day was too much of an event that drained his mind and muscles.

A girl was smiling looking at her man. The girl who was planting the flower smiled very sweetly making the man have trouble swallowing his own saliva let alone the clothes of the girl so beautiful and sexy. The girl wears kembem from batik with a subordinate to a long skirt but splits the length up to the thigh.

“Mas, here!” call the girl in her powerful voice.

The girl stood with a red hibiscus flower. He walked so sexy with his chest puffed forward that it displayed his perfect chest size behind the kembem.

“Mas, why silence?” his smile and gaze were so seductive that the man had to swallow his saliva repeatedly until his throat began to choke due to the actions of the girl's naughty hands that began to touch his chest slowly.

“Mas, I'm pretty no?”

The girl began to hug the man and strangely the man could not refuse. His body is stiff. The man wanted to rebel but it was difficult. The man's tongue was locked until it was hard to make a sound. Finally, the man read alphatiah and solemnly recited with his heart. He ignored the touch given by the girl.

Suddenly the girl screamed and, -

“Astagrfirullahalazim."

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