Karma's Snare Goib Ku's Husband
Chapter 44: IMPROMPTU MEETING
A gust of wind gushed greeted with a sensation of cold heat. The song sounds so heartbreaking. Suddenly there was the sound of Adhan. The sound from the north. Where the mushola funnel sounds.
Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar's
Asyhadu allaa ilaaha.
Ashhadu anna Muhammadar.
Hayya 'alashshalaah
Hayya's 'alalfalaah.
Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar's
The laa ilaaha illallaah
Means :
Allah is Great, Allah is Great
I saw that there was no God but Allah
I saw that Muhammad was the messenger of Allah
Let's Pray
Let's go to success
Allah is Great, Allah is Great
There is no God but Allah
The chanting of the Adhan increasingly mastered nature remove the chanting of the sorority, but when the adhan stopped with a more soothing air. Precisely the girl who was singing immediately fell unconscious alias fainted on the spot. Fortunately, students who were in charge of picking guitars without waiting were asked to rush to help and the students were also busy making out.
Well, the man had originally intended for a tadarus in mushola. However, the disturbance from the supernatural again attacked, and as a special guest at the camp this year. He does not want to lose responsibility. For him the safety of all participants and supervisors is the main thing.
Mr. Ahmad who was at the campfire chose to disperse the students to return to their respective tents. Then he asked the entire lecturer to conduct an impromptu meeting. Ten lecturers with members of 4 women and 6 men gathered together in a ration tent.
"Assalamu'alaikum, what's going on?" asked Ms. Elma who had just entered, then sat down next to the hair teacher shoulder to shoulder.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," answered everything in unison.
Ms. Cintya shook her head, "sir Ahmad, what do we really want to talk about?"
The man with the moss green sweater sighed for a moment. Glasses repeatedly he allowed. While other lecturers choose to be silent listening so as not to give wrong opinions. Especially not knowing the point of the problem.
Mr. Ahmad changed his sitting position to be more upright, "I want to ask for a vote from you. Will camping continue, or is it better to stop? After everything that happened. Ever since we set foot on the campground. I think it would be better to postpone the event."
"Is this in no hurry, sir?" asked Mr. Muhsin while leaning his body back.
"Yes, Sir. Everything is fine, loh." continued Mr. Lutfi.
Bu Hilda digested everything that had happened, until she realized something. "Sir, can't one man take care of all of us?"
"Who do you mean, Miss Hilda?" Ms. Cintya asked looking at the woman sitting on the right end.
"If Bu Hilda meant Mas Azam. I'm sorry, but he just accompanied us and even though." explained Mr. Ahmad, but he did not continue because he did not want to uncover the identity of young men who prefer to rest in the mosque.
Ms. Elma and other lecturers waited for Mr. Ahmad's explanation. But the man was silent for a while, until the arrival of a student in haste stopped in front of the tent. His breathing is as boring as just being chased by ghosts.
"Sir, ma'am, thatu..," the student reported with hunting breath.
All the lecturers left their seats, then surrounded the students. The look of question marks and anxiety is clearly visible, but it adds to the nervousness of the child.
"Leo, what's wrong?" ask Mr. Lutfi as the student's homeroom teacher.