Genius Child: DEMI GAURI
CHAPTER 37. THE FATIHAH EFENDI

Kayshan lowered his head while bowing slightly, in an effort to salute Efendi who was surprised as well as he seemed.

Kamala's son drew a chair next to Sam, opposite Efendi and the committee. Now, they will listen to the explanation of the concept of advertising the charity project by MA marketing manager, Ben.

Bargain bid alot submitted by the committee after Ben finished describing their idea. Sam lowered his head, as if relieved that Kay wasn't the one who was being fouled.

"Kay!" muttered Sam, nudging his best friend's arm.

"Kesjap, finish the revisian first. My turn is short again," Kayshan replied no less slowly while his fingers were agile dancing stylus pen on the tablet.

"Camer is tense," Sam continued, smiling as he pushed away the lips with his right hand.

"Diem, you! pamor I bet," said Kayshan, lirih said as he held back his lips.

The door of the room opened, two room boys pushed a trolley containing snacks and drinks for the evening meeting residents. This time lag Kay used for a brief discussion with Sam. The two of them turned their backs to the coordinators.

Open stage concept, with attendance position behind recorder staff. Lighting, tents, places for hadrah are also other. The landscape that Kay created seemed to suit the tastes of the sepuh this time. Sam gave a thumbs up on his idea.

Arrive as Kayshan explains the opening night of the core event. He combined modernity with local wisdom around the site. The idea of the night market, can attract the attention of citizens or even other prospective donors, especially the media that is not specifically involved.

"GE will support to provide posting materials to paid social media. May the noble intentions of the initiators, be even wider in scope. Syukron," Kay said, closing the presentation.

Kay then handed over a copy of the floor plan for the core event later to the organizers. He also said he was ready to revise if there were still irregularities or impropriety of his idea.

The meeting ended in the Maghrib. Kayshan waited for Efendi before heading to the mushala across the street.

"Buya," said Kay, addressing Efendi.

"Where is Gauri, Nak Kay?..buya will submit a revision after arriving home, yes," said Efendi welcome Kay's hand and pat her arm.

Kayshan nodded. "Kheir, alhamdulilah though still go home control ... Ma'am, how am I going?" kayshan asked, braving. The grip on his tablet looks closely the sign he's groggy.

Efendi gave a quick glance and then smiled, his friend's invitation making him ignore Kayshan's words. Buya Elea, scatter towards the man who called at the front office.

Kayshan lowered his head, hiding his bitter smile. He took a deep breath before stepping into the parking lot and rushing in search of the mosque.

"Come, mushala!" call Sam, stand not far from his car. He pointed across the street.

"Bring the car, I'll go straight back" Kayshan replied.

The two then boarded their respective cars to the front of the road. The time is almost Maghrib but there is no sound of tahrim when they arrive.

The appearance of the handsome men has now changed. Kayshan took off his suit and work attributes and changed his clothes with the koko he hung on the back seat hanging.

Sam walked hand in hand with Kay towards the front shaf. Just about to sit down, Kayshan's shoulders pat someone from behind. She's looking.

"Mas, please adzan. Muadzin is sick. There's only sepuh here, not strong breath," said one resident around.

"Me?" kay asked, pointing at himself and being taken in by some citizens.

"Hunting, it's time" continued Sam, prompting Kayshan.

Kayshan's voice began to sound, soft, but his intonation was firm. Kamala's son chose to wear a short Hijaz rhythm with a low tone to be safe and comfortable to hear because he was still a beginner.

Unexpectedly, Efendi's group entered surau. The man still did not realize that the man in front was the one he was holding back heartily.

"Sawuu shufufakum, fainna taswiyatash shoffi min tamaamish sholaah." One man rose to the pulpit of the priest while Kay proclaimed the iqamah. Ask pilgrims to tidy up and close the shaf.

Kayshan, retreating and taking his place next to Sam, said to the group of teenagers who had just entered.

"Istawu, your palace, wa'tadilu." Kay waved her hand then pointed to the end shaf.

In this condition, Efendi turned to the source of the voice. He was so shocked that his forehead frowned.

Kayshan had not yet realized that at the same end of the shaf, Efendi watched his actions until the prayer was over and they saluted each other before disbanding.

"Buya," said Kay, greeting Efendi. He was equally surprised by his presence.

"Buya first yes, greetings to Gauri" he said again.

Efendi's departure left a havoc in Kayshan's heart. However, he still has a chance to meet her at Emran's invitation the day after. Kay will once again make her point.

On the way to Bogor.

"The Adzan, not Kay, Ji. Pantesan habib Muh recruited two handsome young men earlier. In addition to smart also pious .. if son Sam anyway has looked like his favorite. Uh, Kay's mas turned out to be the same, too" said one of Efendi's friends.

"Have a wife too? if Sam wants to be new zuad," added the other man.

"He already has a candidate like him, a perlente man like that, yes surely the woman is also equal to him," replied Efendi.

The service trip of the elderly colored kekepatan two yai about Kayshan who continues to praise him makes Efendi jiddy. However, due to the comments of the friends, some thoughts crossed the mind of the owner of As-Shofa. A faint smile was on the face of Buya Elea.

...***...

Kayshan arrived at the residence at nine p.m.

Stuck stuck in traffic at some point, the unfocused he was while driving made the speed of Kay's vehicle slow down.

Just as the gate of his residence opened, the Geisha was banging on the front door repeatedly. Kayshan was tired. The affairs of the heart and permission of Efendi alone have made tired, plus the work of the Geisha now.

"Kay! Kay!" The geisha greeted Kayshan even though the man had yet to get out of the car.

"Go home, Ghe. It's night. I don't want Roger to get me wrong." Kayshan pushed the door to get the Geisha away.

"Roger is chasing Raline. He meant that I was like him" replied the Geisha.

Kayshan did not heed, he continued to step onto the terrace and prepared to open the door.

"Kay, let Gauri stay with me. Kay!" exclaiming Geisha chasing Kayshan.

Youngest son Kamala turned body. He raised his palm forward, as a condition for the Geisha to be silent and keep her distance.

"Please talk to Roger first. I don't want my son to experience a mental whimper after the bickering you often show in front of Oyi!"

"She's my daughter!" sentak Geisha's.

"That you threw away. Oyi my son!. I am tired. Go home" said Kayshan.

"Okay, our daughter. Kay, rest. I follow your wishes." The geisha stepped back to leave Kayshan.

"We? whoa, dream!" Kayshan slipped inside. He walked away but was immediately excited when he saw Gauri standing on the stairs welcoming him.

"Daddy!"

"Darling .. daddy kangen, you and him," said Kayshan, holding Gauri up the stairs to his room.

...*...

While in Bogor.

Efendi went back to the store by midnight. He chatted with Kusni about the figure of the helper and asked to contact the man so that he could thank him properly.

After giving clear instructions to Kusni, Efendi went into Elea's room. He sat on the side of the bed.

"Buya hesitates, El. Do you really want to be with him? your diagnosis is heavy," Efendi looked at his daughter.

"What the congregation will say, your husband is not from among us" he added.

'Gusti, how? the result of my Fatihah is against both of them, ' the inner owner of As-Shofa.

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...Wait for the bomb, right?...