Islam Learning Fasting
38. Discotheque

The car that Shuaib drove now has entered the urban area and until now he did not meet Islam who went somewhere. Abah Habib had also contacted Ustad Hasim who had intended to return to the village after escorting Kristian, Abirama and Ali.

Syuaib's phone rang making Syuaib quickly grab it and bring it closer to the ear.

"Halo ustad, Assalamu'alaikum," he said, still driving the car.

"Waalaikum'salam, where are you?" ask Ustad Hasim.

"It's in this town" he replied.

"Have you met Islam?"

"No, yet" he answered.

"This ana has also circled from earlier in the street but did not meet with Islam or try first to the house where know Islam has arrived!" the Ustad Hasim.

Akbar who heard that immediately fell silent. What would he answer to the Rose if he knew Islam was coming home without being ushered in by it. Getting angry? Surely it will happen.

"Quick! We're going to Ana's house now!" pinta Akbar who patted Syuaib on the shoulder.

Syuaib quickly complied and quickly drove his car towards the road to Akbar's house.

A few minutes later Syuaib stopped his car after pulling over the car in front of the whitewashed house that looked silent, only a bright light was lit on the porch of the house.

"There is no Islam here" Shuaib said after opening a car window and staring into the courtyard.

"Why does antum know?" ask Akbar.

"There is no motor ana ya Ustad," replied Syuaib.

Akbar let out a long sigh then rubbed his tired face, his body already sweating from worry.

Oh my God where is Islam now?

"We're looking somewhere else!" pinta Akbar made Syuaib return his car to leave the house of the Roses that looks still quiet, well now the time has passed which shows at 1 pm.

Abah Habib, whose views spread in all directions, occasionally picked up a phone call from Umma Nur asking whether Islam had been found or not.

Akbar who felt worried was several times glancing at Akbir who looked silent, was he still angry because of his speech? Akbar let out a long sigh, as he regretted saying that to Akbir.

Abah Habib's cell phone rang again making Abah Habib lift him up and look at him with eyes that he narrowed trying to see the name that was contacting him.

"Akbir! Who'sis this?" asked Abah Habib who directed the screen of the Nokia brand of old phone in the direction of Akbir.

"That's Ustad Hasim" he answered after reading the text on the phone screen.

"Fast fast Abah!" get Akbar.

Abah Habib pressed the green button with great difficulty making Shuaib anxious to know immediately what Ustad Hasim was going to say.

"Please suppress this! Abah could not" Abah Habib said, causing Shuaib to pry his lips in annoyance.

"Hello!!!" abah Habib shouted after the green button was pressed by Akbir.

Both Abah Habib's eyes stared at the ceiling of the car with his gaping lips trying to hear what Ustad Hasim had to say.

"Pak haji kiyai, ana loi motor Syuaib," said Ustad Hasim there.

"Antum saw Syuaib's motor?"

Hearing that Syuaib directly stuck the brakes making Abah Habib jerked forward as well as Akbar, Sarifuddin and Akbir.

"Slow antum!" tegur Akbar's.

"Afwan yes ustad!" sorry while smiling.

Akbar pressing the volume button makes the sound of vehicles passing around there clearly heard on Abah Habib's phone.

"Yes, Abah. Ana saw the Ustad Syuaib motorbike in front of this shop maybe!!!" his yell.

"What shop?" ask Abah Habib.

"Lack of clarity" he replied.

"Ustad Hasim! Share just look!" shuaib Pinta.

"Oh yes" he answered.

The phone disconnected followed by a notification on Syuaib's phone made Syuaib turn on his phone and look at him. The car sped up quickly after Shuaib had learned of the whereabouts of Ustad Hasim.

"That's Ustad Hasim!" Show Akbir.

The car is now pulled over on the side of the road just behind the car that Ustad Hasim used to drive the three Islamic friends. They ran out and approached Ustad Hasim who looked still seriously staring at Shuaib's motorbike.

"That's Ustad Syuaib's crappy bike!" The appointment of Sarifuddin made Shuaib gasp in shock with his bulging eyes.

"Enak aja antum," said Syuaib who did not accept.

"It's got the suitcase too" he added, no matter Syuaib still put his eyes on him so Sarifuddin knew he was angry.

Everyone looked back at a white-painted building with lines mixed in black, there were many vehicles in the parking area. In front there are two large and muscular men who look dressed in black and with black glasses.

"That's the lamp dead, Abah can't read," said Abah Habib who then stepped closer to the place.

"What is this place?" shuaib asked one of the visitors who had just come out on a street that looked staggering, the man was drunk.

"What?"

"What is this place?" shuaib asked while pointing.

The man laughed indistinctly like a madman making Shuaib astonished.

"It's heaven!!!" he shouted and then he stepped away.

"Bahlul!!! Died first and went to heaven!!!" shuaib shouted that looked annoyed at the man who was still staggering.

Bruaks

The loud voice was heard making Syuaib turn to look at the man who had been lying on the asphalt.

The man has been hit.

Shuaib sighed then shook his head and continued his steps.

They were all now stepping closer to that place that some visitors were seen coming in and out of. From a distance the two disco security guard men laughed lightly at the horde in long dress and white cocoa and sarongs and peci seen approaching him.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Abah Habib said, making the security guard smile cynically.

"Waalaikum'salam, haji kiyai yah sir?" asked the security guard to surprise Abah Habib.

"Kok antum tau?"

"Your looks are like kiyai."

"Loh indeed Abah is kiyai," he replied with a smile.

Abah Habib stared at the dark door inside, just like a dark tunnel.

"When did you see Abah's grandson?" ask Abah Habib.

"Whose grandson?"

"Abah's grandson, his name is Islamic Ramadan and that's his motor!" Appointing Abah Habib to the motorbike made the two guards turn their heads.

"That's the motor ana pak haji kiyai, the motor ana used by the Islam here well this is not the motor of Islam," said Syuaib who did not accept.

The two guards looked at each other and looked back at Abah Habib.

"We don't see your grandson sir" he replied.

"Not seen time? That's the bike he's on, so Islam must be inside. Find it inside first! My grandson's hair was on display and his face was handsome"

"Like to be angry too," added Sarifuddin.

"Yes, please find Abah's grandson! He must be inside" Abah Habib said.

"I am Abi the Islam!" sahut Akbar raised his hand.

The two security guards let out a long sigh as if bored to hear the explanation of Abah Habib and the others.

"We don't know."

"Find it out!"

"We can't."

"Then Abah alone went inside to find Abah's grandson," said Abah Habib who then stepped up but was quickly prevented by the two guards.

"You can't go in!" disallow.

"It's just that I want to find Abah's granddaughter!"

"Anna's son is inside!" sahut Akbar also tried to enter.

"We're just gonna be a minute!" added Akbir.

"Don't ban us! Islam!!!" yell Ustad Hasim.

"This is not the place for all of you!!!" shouted the security guard.

They, Abah Habib, Akbar, Akbar, Shuaib and Ustad Hasim shouted to be given permission to enter there while the two security guards held back so they could not escape.

Sarifuddin frowned in wonder looking strangely at those who were trying to enter while there was room to enter beside him. Sarifuddin sighed while shaking his head then stepped in casually.

"Dam!!! Don't come in!!!" shouted one of the security guards who then chased after Sarifuddin.

Sarifuddin turned his head and was wide in shock looking at the large man who was running towards him while shouting. Sarifuddin quickly ran away from the pursuit of the security guard who was still chasing him.

both of Sarufuddin's eyes glared at what was in front of his eyes after he had made it through the tunnel.

"Astagfirullah!!!" his yell.