Islam Learning Fasting
93. Jakarta

Islam put his suitcase into the trunk of the car and sealed it tightly. He turned his head and smiled looking at the smiling adults looking at him.

Today is the day of his return to Jakarta and leave the boarding house. Islam embraced Abah Habib who looked so happy.

"If there is time later play to the boarding school yah!"

Islam nodded then took off his embrace and approached Ustad Hasim who had just removed the hug from his daughter, Khadijah.

Islam kissed the back of the hand of ustad Hasim who is now his father-in-law. Ustad Hasim hugged him tightly until he whispered.

"Please take care of my only daughter."

"If he makes a mistake then don't hit him, but advise him, but if he doesn't want to hear then give him back to me" he whispered.

"Yes, yes" answered Islam.

Ustad Hasim took off his arms and struck Islam.

"Ana is your father-in-law but antum calls ana ustad" his reprimand makes Islam scratching its head unclear.

Islam stepped closer to Umma Nur who greeted him with a kiss on the left and right cheek of Islam.

"May I postpone his return?"

"Islam should continue to college. Counting months for graduation."

"The friends of Islam, the Christian, Abirama and Ali also came home yesterday because next Monday had already entered college."

"But if you leave now, who will accompany Umma to the market?"

"That!" Appoint Islam with his lips towards Sarifuddin who looks smiling.

Umma Nur sighed heavily then he nodded.

"Be careful on the road, son! And don't forget to keep Khadijah there!"

Islam nodded then he approached Sarifuddin who was smiling looking at him.

"Gue say goodbye first, Dad!"

Sarifuddin nodded.

Islam patted Sarifuddin's smiling shoulder.

"Jagain pesantren, yeah!"

"Iye."

"Em or you don't want to come to Jakarta for college?"

"No, here is my Father. I can't be far from my father."

Islam nodded. He understood what Sarifuddin said. Islam turned his head when Akbir touched his shoulder.

"Will you go home?"

Islam took Akbir's hand and kissed him.

"Yes, uncle."

"Be careful on the road!"

"Ready, uncle."

10 Minutes later....

The black car driven by Akbar is now speeding away from the boarding school, whose residents are waving to Islam who is seen waving his hands on the glass of the car that is left half open.

Islam stared sadly at the boarding school that he had always hated and never expected to live there.

Now after everything he went through for one month it turns out that a lot of knowledge he got. It is not just about God but also about love and friendship.

Islam will never forget the memories he once did in the cottage. Learn fasting, learn prayer, learn ablution, learn to teach, learn patience, learn order, learn the meaning of simplicity and learn to be a prayer priest.

See you at the boarding house. I hope he can come to this place again.

Islam forgets that it is no longer alone. There is a responsibility he must take care of now, well of course it is Khadijah, his wife who is now seen staring out the window.

...***...

The car stopped entering the parking area. The car door opened, followed by Islam who stepped out and opened the trunk of the car and took out some suitcases there.

"Used!"

"Yes, Umi ah Khadijah-meaning"

"It's okay! This is Uminya Islam and means that it has also officially become Uminya Khadijah, right Abi?"

"Yes that's right," replied Akbar who was opening the door of the house with a key.

"Well, this is the house of Islam."

Khadijah. He looked over the entire yard of the house that looked clean. It seems like the Rose is a flower-loving woman, it could be Khadijah guessing on a row of pots containing various kinds of flowers.

"Well, if it's a mango tree!" Point Islam at the mango tree that grows next to a neighbor's house whose branches pass through the fence and into the yard of the house.

Khadija laughed a little. Of course it's mango.

"Don't listen! As long as Khadijah knows that Islam likes to steal mangoes there."

"Not stealing!"

"Then what?"

"Just take," he answered making the Rose shake his head while Khadijah chuckled.

...***...

Islam stepped into the room followed by Khadijah following behind him. Khadijah stopped his steps and his views penetrated the entire room of the room Islam nuanced black.

There were some black guitars and some pictures of stylish rocker man posters while taking out his pierced tongue.

Khadijah stepped close to the wall and looked up at some photos of the Islamic friends, who else if not Abirama, Kristian and Ali.

There are a lot of pictures of them there. One of those photos is a photo of them sitting on their respective bikes in the same jacket, it looks like it's their motorcycle gang jacket.

Khadijah looked at the other photo where the four of them were on stage with the musical instrument they were holding. Is he a band boy too? They clearly look happy.

What stole Khadijah's most attention were the four little boys who smiled broadly at the camera while embracing each other. The red and white uniforms, from the looks of it looks like they are still 9 years old.

From here Khadijah knew that they had been friends since childhood and that friendship continues until now.

"Would you like to eat something?"

Khadija looked and then she shook her head.

"Then what do you want?"

"Khadijah doesn't want anything, Aki."

Islam clicked his lips and stepped closer to Khadija making Khadijah's heart beat very fast and spontaneously made him step back.

"What's wrong?"

Khadijah shook his head quickly. Fortunately, he used a veil, otherwise he might have been found out that his face was pale from nervousness.

Islam smiled mischievously. Someone seems to be thinking strangely here. Islam. stopped its steps right in front of Khadijah who was silent.

Islam bent down making Khadijah quickly closed both eyes. Khadijah's forehead shriveled when there was no touch or kiss he got from Islam. Usually, if this is how the lips of Islam have kissed him.

Khadijah opened his eyes to look at Islam who turned down to reach for the towel on the mattress right behind him.

"Waiting for something?" tanya Islam then laughed making both cheeks of Khadijah reddened in shame.

Ah, Khadijah thought Islam would kiss him but it turned out to be wrong.

"Quiet baby! Once you stop menstruating then this husband of yours will never let you stand at night, okay!"

Islam blinked one eye and then stepped away leaving Khadija who was terrified.