Islam Learning Fasting
53. Dan Santriwati's Book.

Khadijah looked back at the book in his hand. Is this the book that Islam seeks?

Islam stepped in a hurry past the crowd of buyers who were bargaining with each other.

"Mother, see my book?" ask Islam to one of the fat sellers.

"What book?"

"Book of prayer," he answered.

The woman shook her head to make Islam blur her lips.

Why don't you know? He should have known that Islam did not have to bother looking.

Islam again stepped up and asked everyone he met with his worry.

The problem is not that the Islamic memorandum is not finished but that the book belongs to Sarifuddin, so it should not be lost.

Islam supports the waist with its tired feeling. His vision felt every direction trying to find the prayer reading book.

Where is the book now?

"Islam!" call Umma Nur makes Islam turn to look at Umma Nur along with Khadijah who has brought bags and shopping baskets.

"What's wrong?" tanya Umma Nur's.

Islam smiled and shook his head.

Without an answer Islam grabbed a basket of groceries and a bag of black crackles from the hands of Umma Nur and Khadijah.

Khadija swallowed his saliva. What book she has hidden behind her hijab is being sought by Islam. Does he need to give it to her now?

"Islamic-"

"Assalamu'alaikum," cut Rahman who came out of nowhere.

Khadijah who intended to give a book to Islam again undo his intentions. There's no way he'll give it to her while Rahman's here.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Umma Nur who greeted him with a smile.

"Tumben's late?"

"Yes Umma, just finished teaching teaching teaching," he replied while receiving some pockets of crackle that were extended by Islam.

Islam poked his lips in annoyance after hearing Rahman's reply. Ah, what a glorious reason this son of Ustad Firdaus. When compared to him the reason is only one is to wake up late because Sarifuddin forgot to wake him.

Khadijah glanced at Islam who for now became quiet. Is Islam silent because of this prayer book?

Khadija smiled thinly behind his veil. When Islam is silent like this his handsome face is much more handsome than if he smiles.

"Astagfirefull!" Khadijah shook his head quickly. What's with this mind?

Don't think about Islam!

Islam put a bag of groceries on the kitchen table and arranged it neatly while Umma Nur and Rahman had gone and did not arrange these groceries.

Khadija breathed a deep breath with her nervous feeling. Does he give you this book now?

Islam turned his body making him shocked after finding Khadijah who was standing at the entrance.

Khadija was equally surprised. He who had been focused on the back of Islam quickly turned his eyes away.

"What's wrong?" ask Islam.

"Emmm, ahi Islam may be looking for this," he said as he stuck out his trembling hand holding the prayer book towards Islam.

Both eyes of Islam rounded to see the book in the hands of Khadijah.

Islam closed his eyes and moved his head in shame. Why is there a prayer book in Khadijah?

"This is what Islam seeks?" ask Khadijah.

Islam looked and smiled. He stepped closer to Khadija and grabbed her.

"This is Sarifuddin's possession" he replied, hiding it behind his body with a shy smile.

Stupidhead! Khadijah seems to have known that Islam is learning to pray.

Islam turned around and slowly stepped towards the exit. Actually he wanted to run but it was impossible while he was sure Khadija was still looking at him.

"Akhi Islam!" call Khadijah to make Islamic steps stop.

Did he forget to say thank you?

Islam closed his eyes tightly.

Why is Khadija?

"Yes, Khadija?" asked Islam after he was forced to look at her with a smile.

"Spirit! Khadijah believes aki Islam can," he said then he stepped away.

Islam rubbed his eyes several times. Did he hear wrong?

Islam looked at Khadijah who had gone far away.

"Yes yes!!!" islam shouted happily while jumping around like a monkey looking at a banana.

...***...

Islam sits on his mattress while memorizing prayers that he has not yet memorized. Every now and then his finger opened the sheet of paper to look at the prayer reading and closed it again.

The door of the room opened making Islam turn to look at Sarifuddin who had just finished studying in class.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam" answered Islam.

"Islam, wanted in class, said why not go to study" he told while taking off his clothes.

"Who is looking?"

"Ustad Hasim" he answered.

"Prospective in-law dong." Islam laughed and made Sarifuddin laugh.

"Din! I have memorized the reading sitting between two prostrations," he said telling while pointing to the prayer reading book.

"Well good," he said.

"If you have recited any more prayers?" ask Islam.

Sarifuddin sat staring at Islam who looked smiling waiting for an answer.

"Later I will tell you that Islam has memorized the prayer reading," he said.

Islam nodded then resumed his speech.

...***...

Islam stepped with a slow step while his eyesight was still focused on the prayer reading sheet. This book never came out of the hands of Islam wherever it went.

Islam that walked was suddenly accidentally nudged by one of the students who ran.

The book fell to the floor making Islam blur his lips in annoyance as he lowered his head and grabbed it.

Santri stopped his run and then closed his mouth in surprise after knowing that what he hit was Islam the angry man who was always angry with anyone, indiscriminately.

"Death to you, Don" whispered his friend who was also terrified.

Islam turned to look at the santri who was biting the tip of his hand. Islam breathes heavily. Does he need to scold the santri?

"Sorry, Bang Islam. I was not on purpose" said the santri who stepped closer to Islam.

Islam was silent for a moment and then he nodded and walked away.

"It's a good thing that I fell for a book, not my head. If my head is falling I can lose my speech," said Islam while continuing to walk away.

The two santri gawked with shocked and confused faces. Did he not see wrong? Islam goes without anger.

"That's the brother of Islam, right?" santri asked who was still staring at the departure of Islam.

"Yes" answered the other.

"Kok he's not mad yah?"

They looked at each other with confused looks.

Islam is not angry!

Islam continued to tread aimlessly until his steps came to a halt when he heard the cheers of the girls who were shouting his name.

Islam looked up and wide-eyed as he was in front of the room building in the boarding school specifically for santriwati.

"Sir Islam!!!"

"Sir Islam!!!"

"The Islamic!!!"

"That's Haji kiyai's grandson, right?" whisper them.

"Yes, very handsome," whispered the other one.

The two lips of Islam opened staring in disbelief at every balcony that stood the girls veiled even some veiled. All were heard shouting and were seen waving their hands towards Islam.

Islam does not know what to do. Islam is usually yelled at by girls but this is different. Islam is shouted by hundreds of hijab-wearing santriwati and some of them are veiled.

Islam is silent, not knowing what to do.

"Sir Islam!!!" yell at them again.

Islam smiled stiffly as he waved his hand making everything scream. Islam laughed and shook his head, how could he be this shy? Where is Islam always cheerful?

Islam smiled showing his last smile to the screaming santriwati. The idle Islam quickly raised both hands above his head to form love.

Hundreds of santriwati screamed with joy and then joined in replying to what was done by Islam, there were even some of them who stuck out their fingers with a Korean heart.

"The sarange!!!" shout them.

Islam laughs. Why does he feel like an actor who has a lot of fans.

Islam breathed a sigh and walked away. Do not let the shipment be forgotten after a long time here.