Islam Learning Fasting
65. Imam Masjd part 2

"Khadija," Islam said to the loudspeaker.

Both eyes of Khadijah rounded after hearing his name heard from the loudspeakers in every corner of the mosque room.

All at the santriwati simultaneously whispered to each other and stared at Khadijah who was frozen still.

Khadijah closed both eyes. The man called Islam was really reckless and did not play with his speech.

What shocked Khadijah was that it meant Islam was really going to be the imam of prayer tonight.

But wait! Can Islam be?

"That doesn't seem to be Rahman" said Umma Nur.

On the top floor the santri looked confused after hearing the name. Why does Islam say that.

Islam looked at Abah Habib who looked confused.

"I'm sorry, Islam only tests whether this thing is still good or not" Islam said, touching a hardener on his collar trying to give an excuse.

Islam smiled as they all nodded without the slightest suspicion. Islam glanced at Rahman who looked at him sharply as if so very dislike of Islam.

Looks like Rahman is aware of the name Islam is calling. For Rahman Islam has made two mistakes, namely seizing his position as an imam and the second he mentioned the name Khadijah in front of everyone.

What about Khadija?

Hah, it's certain that he can hear it.

Islam took a deep breath and began to pray with a soft voice like what had always been taught by Sarifuddin.

If only the santri were not praying then they might look at each other and ask if this is true Islamic sound or this voice is a recording sound only.

They all did not expect that this troublemaker man had a truly melodious voice like this.

They all thought that Islam could only be snapped but it turned out that he could also be an imam.

Look now with his clothes that only use black T-shirts, jeans and black peci, it belongs to Sarifuddin.

Surahs recited by Islam while leading this prayer have all been taught by Sarifuddin.

"Sami'allahu liman hamidah. Allah Akbar!"

Islam prostrates on the prayer mats interspersed with a quiet atmosphere, there is only the sound of a fan spinning cool the mosque room.

"Allahu Akbar!'

Islam rose from its prostration and sat down and said greetings to the right and to the left to close its prayers.

Islam rubbed his face with both hands accompanied by a smile on his lips. Finally he finished praying followed by everyone in this mosque.

...***...

Khadija touched his chest which could feel his heart beating very fast. Khadijah smiled behind his veil at the thought of all this.

Is that really Islam?

Khadijah did not expect that Islam was not only reliable in flirting with every woman he met but it turned out that he could also be an imam even more melodious voice compared to Rahman.

"That wasn't Rahman, was it?" whispered Umma Nur who was not aware as well.

"Used!" call Ustazah Fitri make Khadijah turn.

"What do you hear the name ukhti called before prayer by the priest?"

"Khadijah's name?" ask Khadija pretending not to know.

Ustazah Fitri nodded.

...***...

Islam turned and he looked at Abah Habib, Akbar, Akbir and others who were silent with stiff faces, shocked and amazed into one.

Islam crawled closer to Abah Habib and grabbed the wrinkled hand and kissed him. Instantly, Abah Habib's tears spilled from the tip of his eyes and brought his hand to stroke the hair of Islam.

This was Abah Habib's lifelong desire and one of his goals was to bring Islam to the boarding school.

Abah Habib who always felt doubt and did not believe that if Islam would change now he can become a believer if someone can change.

Islam crucifies all the rows of ustads who greet him with a smile and some even hit him hard because he is too happy, Shuaib for example.

"Ma my God!!!" he laughed and raised his thumb.

"Ustad!" reprimand Akbir while elbowing Syuaib's stomach to stop laughing.

Islam is only able to shake his head and then crawl back to Rahman who looks at Islam with an angry and dislike gaze that becomes one.

Islam smiled, though he honestly wanted to strangle this man's neck and bury him. Islam extended his hand towards Rahman, asking him to shake hands but without Islam's expectation, Rahman turned his gaze to look the other way.

Islam smiles triumphantly. It felt like he wanted to scream and laugh as hard as he could right in front of Rahman's face, just let him get even more upset with her.

"Roman!" the rebuke of Ustad Firdaus made Rahman turn his head.

"Quick handshake of Islam!" whispered.

"Ana doesn't want Abi" he insisted.

"Hurry, Son!"

"But he's"

"There's Abah here" he whispered with bulging eyes trying to threaten Rahman.

Rahman turned to look at Islam who ignorantly raised his eyebrows with a smile, as if he was mocking.

Rahman took a deep breath. It is very annoying to look at the face of Islam if it is looked at like this. Rahman looked at Abah Habib who looked at him seriously.

Unfortunately not only Abah Habib who was staring at him but all the oustad. Rahman snorted angrily and then he raised his hand and shook Islam's hand in a forced manner.

Not even two seconds they shook hands Rahman immediately took it off and immediately rubbed his palm into his shirt trying to remove the Islamic hand from his palm.

Islam smiled and then crawled back to someone he had not yet touched and had not kissed the back of his hand.

Islam looked up at someone's face making the Islamic smile gradually disappear from his lips.

Akbar's face was clearly visible in both of his eyes that felt heated. Should he also kiss the back of his hand Abinya who now looks smiling expectantly.

Akbar also wanted the back of his hand to be kissed by Islam as Islam did to Abah Habib and others.

The smile of Islam that gradually disappeared from his lips made Akbar realize that his son still hated him very much.

Both eyes of Islam heated up, honestly he wanted to cry. Islam can remember the absence of Akbar every day and the tears that flowed from both eyes of the Rose that had swelled because of Akbar who canceled his return.

Islam rose then stepped away from the mosque making everyone look at the departure of Islam who continues to step.

Akbar could only be stuck in his seat. His son still hated him. Akbar should also be aware that the palm that wants a kiss from the lips of Islam has slapped the cheek of Islam when he was drunk first.

"Islam!" call Sarifuddin who never make Islam look.

What happened to Islam?

Islam continued to step, he went down the stairs with his eyes that had blurred, well Islam failed to hold back his tears until it was spilled.

Islam knows that Akbar is Abinya but Islam will never forgive the man who made Uminya cry.

For a child the figure of a mother is everything and will never be replaced. Maybe the mother could have hit her child repeatedly and would have made her child cry, but if the figure of the father who hit his child then it is not his eyes that cry but his heart.

If the eyes are crying then it can still be rubbed, but when the crying heart cannot be wiped.

Islam can never forget the slap that landed on his cheek. Although at the time of the incident Islam was drunk but he was still conscious and could remember everything clearly.