Islam Learning Fasting
4. What is fasting?

6 Months later

"Islam!"

The sound of knocking on the door accompanied by the sound of the Rose calling the name of Islam was heard from outside.

"Islam!" calling him again managed to make Islam squirm on his bed.

Islam opened its eyes slowly after the third time the Rose called the name of Islam was heard.

"What's Umi?" ask Islam with a hoarse voice characteristic of people who wake up from sleep.

"Good, son!"

"Huh?"

Islam widened his two red eyes. He got up and sat on his bed.

"Eye again?"

⁇ ️Dining table room

The rose placed white rice on a plate belonging to Islam which is now the owner is cool to support the chin.

"Spent well, son!" The Rose Leech while gently rubbing the black hair of Islam.

The atmosphere was now silent, after giving a kiss on his cheek, Rose no longer spoke and was busy with her food.

"Then we have dinner again?" tanya Islam makes the Rose look her head up at Islam.

"Discover midnight?"

"Well, what is this?" ask Islam while lifting the plate that is still intact.

The rose laughs and smiles with love and affection from a mother.

"Not dinner, son! But this is it eating sahur," he explained in a soft tone.

"Why should sahur?"

"Tomorrow will be fasting."

"Again?"

The rose stopped her chewing and looked back at Islam who was still staring at her.

"Islam, fasting is every month of the year and the fasting month of Ramadan is just counting days" he explained.

"That's not the month of Ramadan yet? Then why do we eat like this again?"

"Islam, this is for fasting shah'ban."

Islam only fell silent while stirring his nasi with a spoon.

"Tomorrow Islam fasts well!"

Islam breathed and then nodded. He didn't want to talk much this time.

Now the clock has shown at 9 am making Islam is in a hurry to wear his shoes in the living room.

The rose that saw this was silent, he wanted to reprimand Islam to wear his shoes on the porch of the house but it was impossible. The rose does not want to upset Islam.

"Islam, remember well today-"

"Sorry, Umi. Islam hastily, "cut Islam which is now rising from its seat and grabbing its bag.

Roses nodded. To be honest he intends to tell Islam to keep his fast but it seems Islam is very hasty.

Islam stepped up, grabbed the key of the motor that was on the table and stepped out.

"Islam!" calling the Rose makes Islam look.

Just now Islam intends to plunge gas now he must be restrained.

"What else is Umi? Islam has a lecture hour, Islam is late."

"What time is Islam coming home, son?"

"No idea."

"Go home before opening time well, son!"

"Yes," he answered briefly, then lowered the glass of his helmet.

"Islam!" calling the Rose again made Islam blur his lips and with that annoyance he raised the glass of his helmet.

Rose smiled and ran a little towards Islam who was still sitting on his motorcycle.

"Take a little afternoon to go home."

Hearing that Islam only sighed as if not interested in hearing it. Islam is tired of hearing that.

"Umi believe?" tanya Islam made the smile of the Rose disappear from her lips.

"meaning?"

"Umi believes Abi's coming home?"

The rose was silent with no answer with both of its eyes looking seriously at Islam.

"Umi, Umi should stop hoping that Abi will come home. Maybe Abi will be like before. Abi said he was going home but Abi never got home, right?"

The rose is still silent.

Islam again lowered the glass of his helmet made Rose blink both eyes, well the Islamic speech brought him in daydream.

"Islam!"

"Abi will return home together with Abah and Uma, Islam. Go home, kid!"

Islam sighed and then plugged the gas leaving the Rose which is now silent where it stands. Actually the Islamic sayings have a point but this time the Roses are sure if they will come.

Classroom

"Tell me again lo," al said, who now pat Islam's shoulders soaked in sweat when Islam had just sat on a chair after being given a fifty-times push-up for twenty minutes late in class.

"It's a drink!"

Islam grabbed the bottle of cold drink that was stretched out by Abirama and gulped it down.

"That's a real thirst?" abirama asked making Islam nod.

"Why are you late?" ask Kristian with his Sundanese accent.

"Telat wake me up, because I'm waking up in the middle of the mallem continues to eat."

"Eat midnight? What's that like to eat?" ask Abirama.

"I don't know" replied Islam.

"Fasting times," guessed Christianity made Islam, Abirama and Ali turned their heads.

"Kok you know?"

"My brother's brother is Islamic so I know."

"Heh, your sister Aisha is not the Islam" Ali said, making Kristian shake his head feeling foolish with an answer from Ali.

"I mean that the servant of Islam is not this Islam but the Aisyah brother of the servant whose religion is Islam well etah etah," he explained emotion.

"Oh, whose man is it?" ask Ali.

"Praise God, why is that brain never good?"

"Eh Ali, we have been victorious from a long time you do not understand, the meaning of the word servant in Sundanese is me," explained Abirama.

"Maybe do not watch porn just lo," said Islam.

"Lam, my sister is also Muslim. Last night he ate too and now he's fasting."

"What fast is it?" ask Abirama.

"Fasting is like not eating and not drinking" he replied.

Islam only nodded while on one side Ali widened his eyes.

"Why are you drinking a shucks?" Hit Ali into the shoulders of Islam who is now grimacing although honestly this does not hurt.

"Can't I. I have never been fasting in my entire life. If I fast well I just fast in front of my nyokap," explained Islam.

"Long dong" said Abirama.

"Well yes" replied Islam casually.

Islam stepped side by side with his three companions through the corridor. The eyes were on them, of course, the students who were now whispering to each other and smiling in shame as they looked at Islam who was now walking gallantly. If Islam goes with a flat face then it is different from Ali who looks smiling while occasionally blinking one eye trying to tease the students he meets.

Who is not infatuated with the good looks of Islam. Islam is a tall athletic man, fair yellow skin, thin fresh pink lips, sharp nose with long shoulder-length hair tied back. That guy looks so perfect.

A boyfriend? Does Islam have a boyfriend? Of course it is. Islam has a boyfriend but not just one but there are many and can not be counted with the fingers alone.