Islam Learning Fasting
63. Could already?

Islam sits on his bed holding a book, now he is memorizing short surahs with full seriousness even Sarifuddin who is folding some of his clothes recently saw Islam as serious as this.

Already some days Islam spent time memorizing short surahs which every night added the number of surahs by Sarifuddin.

Now the day has entered the 20 fasts of Ramadan well there is not much time left to fast. There are 10 days left.

Abah Habib who always pay attention to Islam can only see some small changes to Islam, such as diligently participating in congregational prayers at the mosque, participating in devotional work, and doing religious work, help with cooking in the kitchen and stay in line while showering and eating.

There is only one goal Abah Habib that Islam can pray beside him but unfortunately Islam always refuses and prefers to pray in the back of the saf.

Abah Habib wants Islam to kiss the back of his hand after prayer but it seems impossible. Islam always goes out of the mosque without talking to anyone.

Room

Sarifuddin was silent on his bed while staring at Islam who was now standing facing the Qibla.

Today Islam will be the practice of being an imam of prayer and Sarifuddin who will observe and comment on Islam after the practice is completed.

Like the teacher Sarifuddin .

Islam takes a deep breath and breathes it slowly. It feels like this time his heart is beating very fast when in this room only he and Sarifuddin who are now sitting quietly waiting for him to start praying.

"Remember! The intention of praying and other reading is not spoken in a loud tone of voice," Sarifuddin reminded.

Islam nodded, he was like a child.

"Quick start!" her door.

Islam breathed out from the tip of his lips and nodded trying to encourage himself.

Islam certainly can, this is for the sake of Khadijah!

"Allahu Akbar," said Islam who started praying.

The atmosphere of the room is now quiet, there is only the sound of Islam hanging some surahs that he has memorized carefully.

"Soft again!" pinta Sarifuddin made Islam according to.

"His toes, don't!" reprimand Sarifuddin while hitting the soles of the feet of Islam with a ruler.

Both eyes of Islam rounded after he got the blow. From where Sarifuddin can know and get the ruler even though Islam has hidden it under his mattress so that Islam does not get hit again.

Islam quickly corrected his prostration position before his feet were completely red. Islam does not know what the problem Sarifuddin who deliberately hit him hard, well maybe he took revenge.

"More bending!" reprimand it again while pressing the back of Islam who is getting along with the ruler.

"Again!" scold him while hitting the buttocks of Islam with a ruler.

Islam was shocked by his round eyes. I don't know why he feels like a buffalo.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullah," said Islam who now turned to the right and left to close his prayer.

Islam rubbed his face with both hands then with a smile he looked towards Sarifuddin who was seen looking at him.

"How's it?" ask Islam with a curious face.

Sarifuddin smiled broadly revealing his white teeth and then raised his thumb towards Islam.

"Mantau," he said, making Islan smile widely.

Bruaks

The door of the room was blown away when Islam opened it. Islam ran to the balcony, there were a lot of people there.

"Gue can be imaaaaaaaam!!!" shouts Islam while stretching out both hands exactly like an explorer who has reached the top of a hill.

All the santri who were in the field, the santri who were lined up to take a bath, even some of the santri who opened the door immediately turned to look at Islam as if curious to who had shouted.

"Gue can be imaaaam!!!" shouting Islam again and running makes everyone look at the departure of Islam with a gawking face.

Islam ran down the stairs to the first floor, not caring about the number of students who looked at him. Islam does not care about them, which Islam knows is that he is currently very happy.

Islam ran towards the kitchen which looked crowded because the mothers were cooking for iftar. Everyone looked at Islam who looked asphyxiated as it looked in all directions.

"Islam come" said Umma Nur stopped as Islam again ran away.

Umma Nur stared in wonder at the strange-looking Islam. He looked at the mothers who also looked confused.

"What's wrong with Islam?" ask Grandma Sia.

Umma Nur laughed and then shook his head.

"Nor does he know" he answered.

"Your grandchildren always have a way to make us all shake our heads" said Grandma Sia.

"Yes, Umma. Ana to think how it would be if Islam had returned to the Ukhti Mawar maybe this boarding school will be quiet as usual without the presence of Islam," said Fitri who was cutting carrots.

Umma Nur's smile disappeared from her lips. If Islam goes away from pesantren, can it still smile and laugh like this without Islam?

Islam is like the sun shining on the boarding school.

...***...

Islam ran through the boarding school trying to find the figure of Khadijah that he never met.

I don't know where he is now.

Islam stopped its tired running steps. Islam looks to the left and right while holding its breath.

Islam was not long ago now smiling as he remembered the place where Islam always found Khadijah.

That hill, he was definitely there.

Islam ran towards the hill no matter when he had to fall several times as he tried to climb the hill. Now what is in the mind of Islam is that he can meet with Khadijah.

"Ult!!!" the cry of Islam coincides with the fall of it in the grass.

Khadijah who heard his name was called immediately turned his head and looked in shock at Islam who was trying to rise.

Islam smiled broadly at Khadijah while looking at Islam who was trying to rise and step up.

Khadijah rose with a worried look. How not if Islam looks sweaty and his face looks pale.

Is he that pale because he didn't follow sahur but he doesn't seem to. Khadija saw Islam during the sahur but why does Islam look pale like this?

"I finally found you here" said Islam, whose speech sounded claustrophobic.

"Did Islam run?" ask Khadijah who is now standing while Islam is seen stepping closer to him.

Islam laughed, his chest flared and said, "Well, I'm too excited."

Islam stopped its advance at a distance from Khadijah.

"I want to tell Khadijah that tonight I will be the imam of the mosque" he said.

"What?" ask Khadijah who seems to not believe.

Islam smile.

"I will keep my promise to you. If later tonight your name is called before prayer then believe it is Islam."

Khadijah was silent, he did not know what to say this time.

"If I have succeeded in becoming a priest then that means I have become part of the criteria for a future husband that Khadijah wants."

Islam smiled and then fell.

"I said goodbye and I hope you can come to the mosque to hear and even see me becoming an imam for the first time."

"If you do not come, then this heart is broken" Islam said, touching his chest.

Islam smiled then turned and stepped away leaving Khadija, who looked fixed in her place.