Islam Learning Fasting
6. A thug?

... ⁇ ️Basecamp️...

The sound of guitar passages is heard in a place with a wall that says Moteren. Yap this is the basecamp of the Islamic motory gang and its three friends. This is the second home for these four men. This is the place that bears witness to their beautiful friendship.

"So how?" tanya Ali who then managed to make the guitar passages played by Islam stopped.

"What's the matter?"

"A relationship with Katrin?"

Islam smiled at the corner of his raised lip.

"Gue doesn't care, I've never been serious about dating."

"Well how do you want to be serious if the object is a lot" said Abirama who now exhales cigarette smoke from his mouth.

"Well, I don't think there is such a thing as love and there is only lust" said Islam.

"Again" said Kristian, Abirama and Ali in a compact.

"To my house yuk!" invite Islam who is now rising from the chair and then step towards the bike.

"Good idea" answered the Christian who now pointed to Islam and rose up.

"Take a drink, I have more money" said Ali.

"No, I'll see!" reject Islam who is now putting a black helmet on his head.

"It wouldn't be if the bottle was hidden, would it?" pat Ali to the shoulder of Abirama who now nodded.

"Surrection," answered Islam and then plugged the gas leaving the basecamp.

20 Minutes later....

Four large black motors appear to enter the yard area of the house accompanied by a loud noise kanlpot motor. Islam stopped and shut down his motorbike before he got off his seat.

"Islam, in your house there are guests?" kristian asked while looking at Islam who was opening his helmet from his head.

"Huh?" it is surprising that Islam does not understand.

"That!" Christian's point made Islam turn to stare at a black car parked in the garage.

"Have you bought a car? Since when?" ask Abirama.

Islam was astonished. Who owns the car parked in the garage of his house. Islam stepped closer to the black car and looked at it seriously. Islam has never seen this car before. Does this car belong to a distant relative of Umi or her Abi?

"There was no one inside" Kristian said after peeking in the car window.

"God! Want to steal you?!!" snapped a man while touching the shoulder of Islam that made Islam turn its head.

The forehead of Islam frowns in wonder at the man with a white, bearded and white condura-clad ankle that is now standing in front of Islam.

The man with two black dots on his forehead was now staring from the tip of his foot to the tip of his Islamic hair. A handsome face with black twisting ears, a black jacket and torn pants on the knees that make the skin of the white thighs of Islam visible.

The man in white then turned to look at Christianity whose appearance is not much different from Islam. The man widened his eyes to look at the necklace of the cross that was on Christian's neck.

What made the man with the white speck even worse was the dragon tattoo on the arm of Ali's hand. To the man they were all clearly thugs.

"You're stealing yah antum?" Show that guy.

Islam turned to his left and right looking at his three friends who are now staring at each other with eyes asking each other.

"Who's the thief?" ask Islam.

"All of you" he answered.

"Antum saha?" ask Kristian.

"I mean all of you" replied the man.

"Dam!!! Keep your mouth!!!" shouted Ali who was now stepping forward with two bottles of alcohol he had bought before he headed home.

"Astagfirullah," said the man as he stared at what Ali was holding.

"Lo's son by the way. Heh! Think about it first!" the crackling of Islam made the man flinch in shock.

"It's been a thug keep yelling again, Istigfar antum all! Penance not to go to hell" he explained.

"Wah brazen old man bangka," said Ali who is now increasingly emotional. If Kristian hadn't held his wrist Ali would have hit the guy.

Islam stepped forward to approach the man with his sharp gaze making the man look up while swallowing his saliva.

"Gue does not know who you are and you come without any promises to have the same house. Take your car and get out of here!" islam said with his heavy voice made the man with the sneer tremble.

Islam is now silent now he remembers Uminya, somehow Uminya circumstances. Is Uminya okay in there. Islam saw a foreign man with a strange appearance coming out of the house.

"Umi," whispered Islam who quickly stepped past the man with the sneak.

"Dam!!! Where's antum going!" Detain the man with the scab while touching the shoulder of Islam makes the Islamic move restrained.

... ⁇ ️Travel Room️...

"Islam is now grown, he became a good boy and sholeh. Roses are sure that Abi and Abah will recognize him just by looking at him without Islam introducing himself first" explained Roses in a soft tone.

Habib nodded, the man with thin body, gray white hair covered in turban, white and long beard nodded with a smile after listening to the explanation of his son-in-law. Habib could not wait to meet his only grandson, who he last saw when he was 14 years old.

"What Akbar told Abah is true that the Rose can educate Islam to be a good child," Akbar said and then glanced at the Rose who now smiled shyly.

"Alhamdulillah, Abah was very happy to hear that. Actually Abah wants to invite Islam to the pesantren in Ramadan later."

"To pesantren?" ask Roses.

"Roses!"

Roses turned to look at Akbar who was now looking at him gently.

"Abah wants to spend that holy month with his only grandson, Islam," Akbar explained.

"True, that's exactly what Akbar said. Abah wants to be with Abah's grandson" Habib replied.

The rose nodded in agreement.

"Where is Islam?" habib asked with a look of joy and impatience.

The rose turned to look at the clock that showed three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Islam is still on campus and probably-"

"Sir Kiai!!!" shouted the man who now ran into the house and closed the main door quickly as if Islam and his three friends entered the house.

The sound of screaming and the door slamming loud enough to make Roses, Akbar and Abah Habib turned their heads. Habib got up from the chair with a shocked face staring at the injured face of Syuaib on the lips until it looked bloody.

Shuaib ran and shouted to Abah Habib and hugged him tightly.

"What's wrong?" habib asked worriedly.

Shuaib looked up at Habib making the battered face clearly visible.

"What happened to you, Shuaib?" tanya Akbar who is now running towards the trembling Shuaib.

"There's goons!" Point Shuaib at the closed door.

"Friends?" abah Habib asked in surprise.

Bruaks

The closed door was immediately opened with the sound of door slams that echoed in the room of the house making them speechless instead of playing. Shuaib ran, hugged and hid behind Abah Habib's body.

"The victory is coming!!!" shuaib shouted in fear.

"Of!!!" islam shouted as the door opened wide.

Abah Habib, Akbar and Mawar turned to look at the four men standing at the entrance with his market-like appearance of thugs who were ready to poach the market trader.

"Who are they?"