
Islam rubbed his face and prostrated himself while crying.
Room
Sarifuddin opened both eyes after hearing the voice of Shuaib who shouted trying to wake the santri to wake up sahur while hitting the bottle with iron.
Buccancy
Buccancy
Buccancy
The door was struck from the outside making Sarifuddin immediately rise from his bed and rubbed his eyes.
Both eyes of Sarifuddin widened when staring at the empty Islamic mattress, there is no Islam up there.
Sarifuddin closed his open mouth. Where's Islam?
"Islam!" call Sarifuddin while looking left and right.
Silence, no answer.
"Islam!" call Sarifuddin again.
Sarifuddin swallowed his saliva with a panicked and anxious face. Without a second thought Sarifuddin immediately ran out of the room.
He ran as fast as he could without caring about the puddle of water he stepped on until it soaked the sheath.
Islam must have escaped again, well like what had happened before.
"Haji kiyai sir!!!!" sarifuddin shouted as he ran towards the dining room.
Everyone turned their heads and rose from his seat and stared in shock at Sarifuddin who looked shocked even Sarifuddin ran without using footwear.
"What's wrong?" tanya Akbir who quickly ran to welcome the arrival of Sarifuddin who was still panicking.
"Of Akbir, Islam is gone! Islam is not in his room" he answered with a face of fear, panic and anxiety into one.
"What?" shocked Abah Habib who immediately stepped closer to Sarifuddin.
Everyone was shocked to hear, including Khadijah who was preparing dishes at the serving table.
What did Sarifuddin just say?
"What did you say?" ask Umma Nur who looks surprised.
"I'm sorry, Ustazah but I clearly see the Islamic bed is empty. Islam does not exist" explained Sarifuddin with gasping breath.
"Did he run away after he got out of the mosque?"
"No, Haji kiyai sir. When I want to sleep Islam is still there but after I wake up Islam is no longer there," he replied, his eyes reddened, well he wanted to cry.
Abah Habib took a deep breath and breathed a heavy breath. Both of his eyes looked at Akbar who looked anxious.
"Does Abah blame the absence of Islam for ana?" akbar asked as he touched his chest.
"Haji kiyai sir!!!!" shuaib's shout that ran into the dining room made everyone turn their heads.
Shuaib fell to the floor and quickly got back up and ran.
"limadha tajri's? (Why are you running?)" ask Abah Habib.
"Sir haji kiyai, there are people in the mosque."
"Then why did Antum run?" ask Akbar.
"She prostrated herself and never got up, maybe she had died" he replied with a trembling body.
Everyone was shocked and quickly ran towards the mosque with panicked faces. Not only Abah habib and the ustads but also all the santri came running.
"Quick, Haji kiyai sir!" said Syuaib who ran and became a guide.
"Where?" ask Abah Habib.
"That's there!" Designate it.
Everyone turned to look at a man who was prostrating without ever moving even a shuaib to the point of screaming trying to wake him up.
"He was like this," said Syuaib.
Sarifuddin ran up the steps and then he ran back to split the crowd of students who were whispering to each other.
Both of Sarifuddin's eyes were rounded when he looked at Islam, well it was clear if it was Islam. Sarifuddin could recognize it from the clothes that Islam used.
"Islam!" sarifuddin shouted and ran to Islam who was still prostrating.
"Islam!!!" sarifuddin shouted while shaking both his shoulders.
Islam is unconscious.
Everyone is surprised not to play staring at Islam with conditions like this. His face looks pale with a body that looks weak and his forehead that looks red and his eyelids that also look swollen.
Abah Habib and the others kneeled to look at Islam that had been laid on Sarifuddin's thigh that looked scared, he was very afraid if Islam to why.
"Islam!" call Akbar who touches the cheek of Islam.
Both of Akbar's eyes widened in shock, the cheeks of Islam feeling cold as ice.
"What's wrong?" ask Abah Habib.
"The body is cold" he answered.
The palm of Abah Habib's hand goes down the forehead of Islam which feels very hot.
"His heart was very hot, it seemed like he had a fever" Abah Habib said.
"Astagfirullah, his toes are also cold terraces" Akbir said, squeezing Islamic toes.
"Exit!" gertak Akbar was so very panicked.
Akbar touched the neck of Islam and grabbed the wrist of Islam and grabbed it, he tried to find the Islamic pulse in the cold body.
"Alhamdulillah, He is still alive" Akbar said so very grateful.
"Quick! Take her to Abah's room!" pinta Abah Habib then took off the victim from his neck and covered the body of Islam.
"Let ana do it" said Akbar, who quickly embraced Islam and stepped out of the mosque.
"Islam! What is Islam?" tanya Umma Nur who just arrived at the mosque together with Khadijah.
Akbar stepped in without paying attention to Umma Nur's question. For Akbar, Islam must be quickly given a thick blanket so as not to get cold.
Khadijah could see the weak body of Islam whose face looked very pale as well as both his swollen eyes and forehead which looked very red.
Khadijah did not believe that Islam who always smiled and was cheerful in front of him could be this bad condition.
Umma Nur turned to look at Abah Habib who was seen stepping out along with the others. They all look worried.
"Is he Islamic?" tanya Umma Nur's.
Abah Habib nodded.
"Why is it like this?"
The atmosphere was now quiet and desolate, no one answered.
Umma Nur looked at Sarufddin who looked anxious.
"Antum's rooming with Islam, right?" Appointing Umma Nur made Sarifuddin turn his head.
"Reply answer!"
Sarifuddin nodded.
"What's wrong with Islam?"
Sarifuddin was silent, he glanced at Khadijah who seemed to be aware of the meaning of the gaze.
"Islam prays lailatul qadar and it is possible that he left during heavy rain" Sarifuddin replied.
Khadija. It's not his fault, is it?
"Candidate Qadar?" Look at Umma Nur in disbelief.
Not long after everyone turned to look at Khadijah who was seen running after the departure of Akbar and Islam.
At the same place Rahman looks grunted. Why does Khadija look so worried?
Akbar stepped in without paying attention to Umma Nur's question. For Akbar, Islam must be quickly given a thick blanket so as not to get cold.
Akbar can feel if the body feels very cold, too much if he has to say his body is frozen but believe me the body of Islam is icy cold.
Islam opened his cold eyes, he could not open them but tried to try even though it was very difficult.
He wanted to know who had carried him like this. The head of Islam was in pain and his vision felt swirling making Islam unable to open it for long.
Islam scrunched his forehead staring faintly at the white-fisted man. I don't know who that man is, Islam can't recognize him.