Islam Learning Fasting
48. Assistance

Islam ran up the steps to the second floor of his room with vigor.

Islam pushed the door of the room and found Sarifuddin who was wide in shock, well it seems that the man with the slanted piggy bank was a bit surprised because Islam opened the door suddenly.

"Din!" islam quickly ran and knelt before Sarifuddin who gawked.

"Sarifuddin! Are you busy?" ask Islam.

"I read the Qur'an" he replied with a flat expression.

Hearing that Islam grabbed the Qur'an Sarifuddin and closed it and placed it on the table. Islam looked back at Sarifuddin who looked scared.

"Now you're busy?" ask Islam.

Sarifuddin shook his head quickly making his lower lip shake.

"Gue wants to ask you for help" he said in a serious tone.

"What help?"

Islam takes a deep breath and exhales it slowly. The two closed eyes of Islam were open staring at the silent Sarifuddin without expression.

"Din!"

"What?"

"Help me to be the imam of the boarding school mosque."

Sarifuddin scrunched his forehead with a gaping mouth in disbelief. There was what happened so Islam suddenly asked for this.

"What?" sarifuddin asked, maybe he heard wrong.

Islam poked his lips in annoyance.

"So I said, help me become the imam of the mosque in the boarding school" he repeated.

"Huh?" he was shocked while covering his gaping mouth.

"Why?" islam is confused.

Sarifuddin placed his palm on the forehead of Islam which felt fine, warm and not hot.

"Well what the hell?" it was Islam that threw Sarifuddin's hand from his forehead.

"I guess we're sick."

"We, you're the one who's sick, I'm not," he refused.

Sarifuddin was silent, since Islam was in this room he always got a clash of Islam, fortunately he was Abah Habib's grandson and more importantly Abah Habib's grandson did not understand religion.

For Sarifuddin, Islam was just like a child who always asked him about everything he did not understand and Sarifuddin's task was to answer.

"So you want to, right?" ask Islam.

"You what?"

"Okay, Din-Din. You know dong!"

Islam squeezed her back-bound hair in annoyance.

"Well understand what?"

"Lo want to help me so I can be the imam of the mosque in the boarding school?"

"So Imam?"

Islam nodded with a smile.

"Lo want to help me become a priest like that Rahman?"

Sarifuddin was silent for a moment while Islam smiled waiting for Sarifuddin's answer.

"So the Imam is hard."

Islam blinks his lips. It was not the yes or no answer given by Sarifuddin but instead explained that being an imam was difficult.

"What's so hard?"

"Well, the problem is that the priest must be good at prayer and understand the harmony of prayer while we just teach it, do not know we continue also if the prayer follows me exactly like children..."

Islam is silent without a flat face, look so smoothly Sarifuddin when discussing the ugliness of Islam.

"...How do I want to be an Imam of prayer then," he continued.

"Well from that I want to ask for your help. Din, help me so I can be the imam of the mosque" explained Islam.

"The problem is hard."

"Well, teach me not to be difficult. I don't think you're a hard priest but your brains are hard."

"But being a priest is no joke."

"Who wants to mess around anyway? Huh huh? I'm serious about it. Help me out, yeah!"

Sarifuddin.

"yeah? Help me out, huh?" Look at Islam expectantly while raising one eyebrow.

"Come dong! Don't think too much!"

Sarifuddin let out a short sigh and nodded making both eyes of Islam sparkle.

"What is really lo?" Show Islam does not believe.

"Iye" answered Sarifuddin.

"Ahahaha, thank you, Din!!!" islam shouted and shook Sarifuddin's body and jumped happily.

Sarifuddin smiled. Just this time Sarifuddin saw Islam so happy but wait! Sarifuddin frowned in wonder.

"Why do you suddenly want to be the Imam of a mosque?" sarifuddin asked while looking up at Islam.

Islam stopped the jump. He bowed and knelt before Sarifuddin who was now bowed to look at him.

"Gue wants to seize Khadijah's heart" he said as if inciting, whispering like a ghost.

"Well, then I support Islam 100%. Unyielding before the marriage contract," he said passion.

"Feed!!!" shout Islam.

Islam smiled widely then he got up and stepped into the mirror looking at his handsome face.

Islam frowned his eyebrows staring at the earrings in his ears.

"What's wrong with my earrings?" ask Islam who touched the earrings.

"Kayak thugs," answered Sarifuddin who again grabbed the Qur'an from the table.

"Emang yes?"

Sarifuddin nodded quickly, Islam could see Sarifuddin's face from the mirror.

Islam sticking out his tongue made Sarifuddin squirm in horror staring at the piercing on the tongue.

"Ih horrified. Aren't you afraid of getting swallowed up?" ask Sarifuddin.

"Let's style, it's cool."

"What's so cool? It's horrible, it's scary" he explained.

"Emang yes?"

Islam turned to look at Sarifuddin who was still giving a horrified expression.

"It's horrible, let alone that wiggly hair!" Point at.

"Emang why?"

Islam looked back at the mirror and rubbed his hair that was tied behind it.

"Like a thug," replied Sarifuddin.

Islam takes a long breath. He looked seriously at the earrings in his ears.

Islam takes off the black earrings to the right of its ears, not difficult because these earrings are magnetic earrings.

Islam looked seriously at his face. Using earrings and not much neater if not using.

"Which is one more!" Sarifuddin.

Islam took off another earring and smiled looking at his face that was not decorated with earrings anymore.

Islam opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue and released earrings from the tongue making Sarifuddin squirm in horror back there.

"Slow down! His tongue will be gone!" whispers Sarifuddin made Islam seriously peppered piercing on his tongue was glancing sharply.

"What's that gonna do?" tanyanya now stands beside Islam.

Islam took out the piercing from his mouth and glanced at Sarifuddin.

"Wild cool. If you want to try!" bargain Islam while sticking the iron piercing towards Sarifuddin who was wide in shock.

"Ih, what do you want? There's that water!" Point at him while grimacing in disdain.

"Tololol" Islam swore with a laugh and threw the piercing into the window and fell down there.

"That too heh, there's saliva!" sarifuddin panicked as he pointed towards the finger of the Islamic hand he had used to remove the piercing.

"This one?" ask Islam while raising his finger.

Sarifuddin nodded.

"Take it," said Islam and then stick his watery fingers to the sleeve of Sarifuddin's shirt.

"Ih, astagfirullah," his screams were amused.

Islam laughed then shook his head and looked at his face in the reflection of the mirror.

Islam took a deep breath and smiled.

"OK, Islam. Ready to win Khadijah's heart?" ask her on the mirror.

"Ready!!!" sarifuddin shouted with excitement.