Islam Learning Fasting
16. Pesantren

The journey continues towards a pesantren that Islam has never attended in its entire life. Islam resuscitated his head with his gaze that continued to stare at the scenery during the journey.

Green tea plantations are held to cool the eyes when viewed as well as rice fields, high mountains like paintings managed to steal the attention of Islam accompanied by cold weather. Kristian, Abirama and Ali who just this time saw a very beautiful scenery. The path of untouched improvement makes Islam must hold on to the upper handle.

Islam put its head out the window and looked down at the cobblestone and hollow roads, Islam has never seen a road this bad. Islam looked back at some mothers with baskets on their shoulders who seemed busy picking tea. There are some small children who only wear pants without clothes appear to play in the river where the water flows so clear.

What makes Islam smile is that when the car passed by the children were seen waving their hands towards Islam. This is very different from those in the city, where children their age are more fun playing games than playing water in the river.

The houses here are so very simple that Islam felt in the past as he saw on television. From the window of the car that he left open that Islam can see mothers who are drying clothes in the yard of the house that is so beautiful, there are many flowers blooming and colorful on the side of the road, there were some people pulling buffalo with some dogs following behind.

Islam does not believe if there is still a place as beautiful as the countryside like this, even Islam can only see some motor butut passing by when passing by the car that Islam rides.

"There are no pretty girls here? It was just all mothers," said Ali who was now frowning staring out.

"Origin! Brother lo it!" Show Islam towards the dog that runs behind the buffalo herder.

"Where?" ali asked and stepped forward and let out his head staring at the two dogs that were still running behind the shepherd.

"That's running!" Show Islam.

"Oh yes" Ali replied with a smile.

"Dam!!! Brother!!!" ali shouted while waving his hand.

The dog turned and ran and barked after the car making Islam, Ali, Kristian and Abirama laugh giggling while Abah Habib was seen shaking his head.

Not long ago the car that is now controlled by Syuaib began to gradually slow down.

"Sir kiyai is coming!!!"

Islam was awakened from his daydream when the sound of the cry was heard making Islam immediately sit firmly.

"This is the place?" asked Kristian who seemed to be trying to stare at the atmosphere outside the window.

"Where do I know, I have never been here" replied Islam.

The car entered the large green gate to make Islam take out half his head and look up to the top of the gate that reads Al Habibi Akbar boarding school.

"Anjirt, a lot," shocked Ali while pointing to the front made Islam look at hundreds of santri dressed in cocoa with sarongs and white and black peci and there are some santri who wear kondura.

On the other hand Islam can also see Santriwati dressed in a long white or black veil and even Islam can see some of them wearing a veil.

The car is now stopped after passing through an iron fence accompanied by the sound of qasidah music produced from the drum blows played by dozens of students.

Abah Habib got out of the car after being opened by a fat man with a firm face. He is Firdaus who is an ustad and teacher teaching in this pesantren. After that, Shuaib stepped down from the car and took out a suitcase belonging to Islam.

Islam looked at Paradise seriously. The man is seen opening the car door, helping Abah Habib get out of the car, grabbing a hand and kissing the back of Abah Habib's hand. Not only Firdaus but there are many people who do just that. Islam did not expect that the old man was so highly respected in this place. Shuaib, Akbar and Roses are very polite and keep their behavior.

"Where's Islam?" asked a wrinkled-skinned woman, she is the wife of Abah Habib who already means if she is Uma Nur, the grandmother of Islam.

"There is inside, but-" whispered Abah Habib.

"Uma can't wait to see Islam," he cut.

Abah Habib smiled and looked at all the santri, santriwati and teachers who looked so happy to welcome the only grandson of kiyai the founder of this pesantren.

Abah Habib turned his head and moved his finger making Shuaib come closer and heard the whisper of Abah Habib making Syuaib quickly nodded then looked at the santri who was competing with the drum.

"Already! Stop that!" pinta Syuaib made the sound of the drum disappear.

"This is Abah's grandson, Islam Ramadan!" call Abah Habib who makes everyone clap to make the sound of the qasidah music is played again.

Everyone looked back at the car door that Islam had not opened. They all whispered to each other and could not wait to see Kiyai's granddaughter.

Abah Habib breathed heavily and knocked on the car window.

"Islam!" call Abah Habib.

"We are told to go down" guessed Abirama.

"Don't first! We can't just follow through, remember our plans!" said Ali reminded to make everyone upset, make trouble or chaos so that they can all be repatriated.

"But-"

"Have been quiet!" cutting Islam makes Abirama silent.

"Why didn't Islam get out of the car? Is he angry?" whispered Uma Nur.

Abah Habib swallowed his saliva, he did not want if Islam returned to doing problems while now there are many people who wait for Islam to get out of the car. Just now Abah Habib stepped in intending to open the car door but the door was already opened by Akbar.

Islam, Christianity, Abirama and Ali immediately turned to look at the angry face of Akbar who was so very creepy.

"Why not go down?" asked Akbar in a firm voice.

"Gue-"

"Do you go down by yourself or do I drag?" tanya Akbar makes Kristian, Abirama and Ali swallow his saliva in fear while on one side of Islam is seen smiling cynically.

Akbar then closed the door tightly and stepped up.

"Will he come down?" whispered Abah Habib.

"He's going down" he said calmly and then walked away as if he didn't want to be ashamed of this.

The sound of drum music is still played with a dozen santri who sounded sholawat, their views are still fixed on the car.

The car door then opened making everyone smile impatiently to see the grandson of Pak kiyai. The black shoes with the spines were seen to make everyone a little confused, a few seconds later Levis pants with a tear in the knee, iron chains on the waist, motorcycle gang jackets with skulls, and the appearance of a skull, iron bracelets on the wrists, iron necklaces on the neck, long hair, piercing earrings in the two ears of Islam make the sound of the Qasidah drum disappear instantly, no one has rivaled the music of the Qasidah again after Islam stood tall before them all.

Everything is more gawking when Christianity, Abirama and Ali also stand behind Islam in a style that is almost the same as Islam. No one blinked then and there, all of them were shocked to see Islam and his three friends.

"Kok they shut up?" whisky Christian.

"Maybe he doesn't get as excited as I do" Ali said with a proud smile.

"Try on your sapa!" pinta Islam made Ali nod and then looked at everyone who was looking at them very seriously.

"Woy!!!" shouted Ali who waved his hand while smiling towards santri and santriwati.

"Yahoo!!!" everything screamed and then ran into obscure chaos making the silent atmosphere become violent.

The santri and santriwati ran somewhere making ustad and ustadzah yell to tell them all to march back.

A minute passed making the field of boarding school became silent no one was there, but wait! There was one man in a mature brown skin, dressed in Koko, batik sarong and white peci who looked slanted looking to smile broadly towards Islam and everything.

"Welcome," he said.

Abah Habib breathed a heavy breath and turned to look at Ali who quickly lowered his hand.