Islam Learning Fasting
64. Imam of the Mosque

The atmosphere of the mosque is now increasingly crowded with the times that have approached the time of Maghrib prayer. After all had canceled the fast by eating dates they finally decided to pray.

Khadijah touched his warm cheek because he was afraid that his name would be called by Islam if he was the imam today.

"What's up, Khadija?" ask ustadzah Fitri who has been staring at Khadijah.

"It's okay, Ukhti," replied Khadijah.

Now the atmosphere becomes quiet and that means Maghrib prayer will soon be carried out. Khadija felt trembling with worry.

What would it be if it was true Islam and he said his name. It was clear that everyone inside this mosque would hear it.

"Straight and close saf!"

The sound was heard from the loudspeaker in the corner of the room made Khadijah breathe a sigh of relief, the sound was the voice of Rahman, not Islam.

He almost hangs.

Dining Room

Khadijah lifted the container containing the kale stew and poured it into the serving container on the table.

Khadijah turned his head towards the table where Islam was often there. Khadijah only made sure if it was not Islam who became the imam in the mosque because he did not want it not because he was not in the mosque.

Khadijah smiled behind his veil as he managed to stare at Islam sitting on the carpet while placing his plate on the table that had been filled with the food.

"Hust!" sikut Sarifuddin after accidentally staring at Khadijah who was secretly staring at Islam who apparently was not aware of it.

"What?" ask the Muslims who are ready to eat.

"Submit and lyrics towards the two-hour hand!" whispered.

"meaning?" The view of Islam does not understand.

"Submit and lyrics towards the two-hour hand!" whispered with glaring eyes.

Islam only according to make him inevitably have to look down and glance in the direction that has been told by Sarifuddin.

At once Islam smiled broadly showing his neatly arranged white teeth.

Whoa, secretly someone is staring at him.

From here he could see Khadijah who was staring at him while holding a container of kale.

Islam raised his chin until his face really leads to Khadija who immediately looks surprised instead of playing.

Islam smiled widely and then raised his hands above his head to form a love towards Khadijah who smiled shyly behind his veil.

Khadijah turned and walked away and in the same place Akbar was seen smiling staring at the behavior of Islam and Khadijah.

Should this matchmaking continue as long as Islam seems to love the daughter of Ustad Hasim.

Nevermind! Let fate rule the story of the two of them.

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Islam stepped up the steps towards the mosque which looks to have been crowded after the arrival of the santri who have arrived at the mosque.

Islam stopped its steps with a feeling of great fear. His heart was beating so fast that his body managed to tremble.

"What's wrong?" tanya Sarifuddin who looked down looked at Islam who was in the saplings of the stairs under Sarifuddin.

"Wouldn't you, Dad?" asked Islam, his face was already pale due to worry at the result later.

Islam is very worried if he later becomes an imam of prayer. What if he's wrong? Is this all right?

Sarifuddin stepped down to approach Islam and then touched his shoulders making Islam aware of his daydream.

"Why?"

"Din! What if I'm wrong?"

"It's okay, the name also learns to," he said trying to calm Islam.

"Din, the problem is that if I'm wrong, it's not my business as important but the same business as God," he explained.

Sarifuddin smiled.

"Then say the bismillah and involve Allah in it, Allah will always carry it out, sure enough!"

Islam nodded and then moved back towards the mosque room.

"Din, lo pray behind me, well!" he made Sarifuddin smile.

"Can't, the saf is specifically for Haji kiyai and the teachers in the boarding school. I'm just behind," she explained gently.

The heart of Islam beats fast making his whole body sweat coldly. Now he is still in the rear saf with his gaze staring at Rahman who had installed a loudspeaker on his collar.

"Islam, let's go!" sarifuddin whispered to make Islam look.

"Now?"

Sarifuddin nodded.

"But-"

"For the sake of Khadijah" he whispered again.

Islam smiled then looked at Rahman who was ready to read the intention of praying.

"Wait!" shouts Islam and then steps forward to make everyone look.

Islam stepped forward to defend the neat-looking saf. All of them were staring in bewilderment at Islam who was suddenly shouting in the middle of silence.

"What's wrong with that kid?" asked Akbar who looked astonished.

Islam stopped its steps right in front of Abah Habib who had also since looked at Islam with confusion.

Islam stared tremblingly at the glare of Abah Habib's eyes staring at him. Islam swallowed its salivary by force.

"What's wrong?" asked Abah Habib who looked confused.

Islam is silent. Since then his mind told him to talk but this feels very difficult.

"Do you want to pray next to Abah?" ask Abah Habib.

Islam takes a deep breath and breathes it slowly. Islam turned to look at Sarifuddin who seemed to smile widely as if trying to give and convince Islam if he could.

Islam nodded then looked at Abah Habib who was still quietly waiting for him to talk.

"I-i-islam wants to be an imam" Islam said at last.

Everything gawked after hearing what had just been said by Islam even the students who were behind looked dumbstruck.

Is this true?

Did they not hear wrong?

How can Islam, the thug man became the imam of the mosque for prayer today.

"What?" asked Abah Habib who was trying to justify his hearing, maybe he heard wrong.

"I want to be an imam" said Islam.

"Are you serious?" tanya Akbar who stepped closer to Islam.

"Seriously," he answered.

Abah Habib and Akbar looked at each other in disbelief.

"Oh my God, please!" said Akbir who stepped closer to Islam and touched his shoulder.

Islam smiled as he looked at Akbir and then he turned to look at Akbar and Abah Habib.

"Can I?" ask Islam.

Abah Habib quickly nodded and said, "Please!"

Islam smiled and then stepped closer to Rahman who had been silent with his face shocked and could not believe if Islam really asked for this.

Islam stopped his steps and smiled at Rahman.

"Can?" ask Islam while sticking out his palm asking for a loudspeaker that is in the collar of Rahman's shirt.

Inevitably Rahman could only obey and take him off the loudspeaker from the collar of his shirt and he stuck it out toward Islam.

"Thank you" said Islam and grabbed the object and put it on his collar.

Islam stands behind everything. Islam smiles, so it feels like standing in a race against hundreds of people.

"Ehem..."

Islam smiled for a moment after he remembered something.

"Khadija," Islam said to the loudspeaker.

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Continue in next part, yah~~~