Islam Learning Fasting
45. Marketplaces

Islam stepped down the steps along with Sarifuddin. They have performed congregational dawn prayers in the mosque.

"Islam wait!!!" sarifuddin shouted as Islam left without waiting for him who had not yet got his back.

"Duck ah! very long time lo," upset Islam.

"Wait!" her door looked down at every sandal underneath.

Islam who had been busy waiting for Sarifuddin is now smiling looking at Umma Nur Khadijah who is seen walking together.

Islam ran towards Umma Nur and Khadijah made Sarifuddin scream again.

"Mom!" the call of Islam makes Umma Nur look up.

His lips smiled when he found out that there was Islam before him.

"Islam, why Nak?" tanya Umma Nur's.

"Em did not just want to see Umma Nur at dawn." Islam immediately glanced at Khadijah who was quickly bowed.

Both of their eyes met a glance at that moment.

"Tumben wants to meet Umma," Umma Nur's seductive teat while pinching Islam's cheek.

Islam only smiled even though he occasionally glanced at Khadijah who now decided to continue bowing.

"Em, where are you planning to go today?"

"To the market, Umma wants to buy vegetables and cooking needs. Why does Islam want to come?"

"You," Islam answered quickly.

"Ah Umma was very happy, Alhamdulillah," she thanked him while gently rubbing the hair of Islam.

Islam smiled as he scratched behind his itchy ears. Why Umma Nur treated her like a child.

...****...

Islam leaned his body against the gate of the boarding school. He had been waiting for Umma Nur who promised to go to the market with him.

Islam tidied up his black shirt and hit the jeans slowly which had the knee that looked hollow showing the white Islamic knee.

Islam does not understand why the stain on these jeans can not be lost even though he has washed. Maybe it's unusual to wash.

"Don't run!!!"

The sound of screaming was heard making Islam look up in shock at a group of people who are now running towards him.

"Ah, could. Where are you going to run, antum?" shuaib asked while embracing Islam who was surprised not playing.

What's up with them?

"Lo is nothing at all? Release me!" irked Islam whose body is tightly embraced by Shuaib.

"Eh, quickly catch him! He'll run away again!" pinta Syuaib makes the santri-santri dressed all in white immediately embrace the body of Islam.

"Dam!!! Lo what the hell? No release!"

"will not. Ana tau antum is going to run away again," said Syuaib clean hard. Shuaib and other santri-santri still embrace the body of Islam that tries to escape.

"Who wants to run away anyway? No release!"

"Antum think ana will believe it? Hahaha, it won't" he replied.

"Lo stupid huh? I told you I don't want to run away."

"Shuaib!" yelled umma Nur who stepped closer to the crowd while carrying a basket along with Khadijah making everything turn his head.

"Umma, this is Islam to escape," said Shuaib.

"No Umma, this uh sotoy lu. I want to go to the market with umma" Islam denies.

"Antum thinks ana's gonna believe it?"

"Shuaib! True Islam wants to come to the same market Umma," martial Umma Nur made Shuaib wide and looked up at Islam who looked at him so sharply.

Syuaib immediately released his embrace making the santri also take it off. This time they were wrong.

"Sorry Umma, we think Islam will run away."

"Yes that's why you don't have to be negative just like me" upset Islam.

...***...

The fresh and cold air made Islam feel his nose freeze plus the morning dew that covered the mountains.

Islam occasionally looks up at the birds chirping on the branches of trees. Such a beautiful voice.

The beautiful scenery that so spoils the eye during the trip to the market through the main uneven road is often traversed by residents.

"Islam! Hurry, Son!" call Umma Nur who stopped his steps to wait for Islam that goes a bit slow back there.

Islam ran up to Umma Nur who today unceasingly smiled.

Now the three walk side by side towards a market that Islam has never visited before.

"It's still far away?" ask Islam.

"Now" replied Umma Nur.

Islam laughed foolishly, again and again he felt like a child.

"No" he answered.

"Mom!" yelling someone behind there makes them immediately turn to look at Rahman who is seen running over.

Islam frowned in wonder, what did this sacrificial man do?

"Rahman, what's wrong?" tanya Umma Nur's.

"Ana also wants to come to the market," he replied, who still looks bored, it seems he has run to get here.

"really?" tanya Umma Nur could not believe it.

Umma Nur did not expect if Rahman also suddenly wanted to come to the market when all this time he never offered to come along.

10 Minutes later...

Islam glanced in annoyance at Rahman who looked silent since then. Why should this man come too?

Islam who was still upset was deliberately nudging Rahman's body made him fall into the streets.

"What's that about?" asked Umma Nur who was now surprised to look at Rahman who was sitting on the street.

"Astag." Shocked Islam pretends to keep its mouth shut.

"Lo fell down huh? Here I help!" bargain Islam who honestly wants to laugh while sticking out his hand.

Rahman let out a heavy sigh, trying to be patient this time in front of Khadijah.

"Rahman slow down on the road!" omma.

"Yes Umma" replied Rahman who tried to rise and did not care about the hand of Islam who offered help.

Islam smiles, but he honestly wants to laugh.

"The sin of antum" Rahman said.

The sound of the market crowd was heard making Islam look at the crowd in front there.

There are a lot of cars there. Blue pedagan tents of various types of sales are presented neatly in front there. The sound of music, the seller's offers, the mothers who bid as if clashing noise.

Islam scratched his cheek with an itch. Islam never comes to market like this.

"Islam is waiting here!" tell Umma Nur to step closer to the onion seller.

Islam smiled and then nodded quickly. He was shocked when Rahman crossed in front of him.

"God! Where are you going?" tanya Islam who quickly pulled the white tsaub dress used by Rahman made Rahman turn his head.

"What's wrong?"

"Where are you going?"

"Ana's going with Umma."

"Heh, you're not horrifying? Umma said wait here."

"Umma told antum not ana" he replied, making Islam blur his lips in annoyance.

"But you can't go there! Why did you come to the market?"

"Yah ana just want to help Umma. Maybe Umma's gonna need a hand-off"

"Ah many bacot lo. Heh you don't need to be good-natured, you want to help Umma." Show Islam.

"But only want to help Umma," he asked

"Heh, it's Umma I'm not Umma lo." Islamic Upset.

Rahman now took a deep breath and then stepped back to make Islam quickly pull the shirt of Rahman again.

"Ngeyel really lo! I'm told you don't have to go there either."

"But it-"

"Go home!" threaten her while pointing and pushing Rahman's chest with one hand.

Rahman stepped back after getting encouragement from Islam made Rahman upset to push the chest of Islam that did not back in the slightest.

One that comes to Rahman's mind, this man called Islam is powerful as well.

"Roman!" reprimand Umma Nur who had accidentally seen Rahman who pushed the chest of Islam.

Islam who saw this deliberately stepped back and grimaced while holding his chest.

"Umma, he pushed me, Umma." Show Islam that pretends to be hurt like a child.

"Umma's Lies" Rahman argued.

"Udahlah ngaku lo! Umma don't believe Umma!"

"Loh antum also pushed ana earlier."

"Ah no! Ah lie lo. Ummm don't believe it!"

Umma Nur let out a long sigh then shook her head slowly. They both look like children.