
Al's closed eyes opened slightly as there was a crowd outside. Nidar is not in his bed. Maybe gather outside.
Al get off the bed, wash your face in the sink, then walk to the bedroom door, turn the doorknob, open.
At the door of the room, Nidar was again surrounded by fathers.
"What's wrong?" ask Al wonder.
"Eyang Munzir is not in his room" said Mr. Hanif. "Go."
Al looked in shock. "Where to go?"
"Don't know?"
"Hidden?"
"Already" answered Nidar. "Well, Mr. Hanif was able to hear Eyang Munzir invite mothers to the Seng Market."
Hearing the name of the market, Al remembered when Oma used to go Hajj always took a stop at the Seng Market, buy souvenirs 7Days for Al.
From 1990 to 2000, Pasar Seng became famous as a souvenir shopping center. But the story of Pasar Seng ended when Oma went on the pilgrimage the third time in 2008, the Saudi government evicted him for the expansion of the Grand Mosque. Now the Seng Market is a memory.
"When did Eyang Munzir go to the Seng Market?" cetus father mustache. "Blown material to Haram?"
"The Seng market is just a name" said Al. "But now there is no."
Those gentlemen are dumb.
"Well, where did Eyang Munzir go?" ask Mr. Hanif.
Al shrugged, then went into the room to pick up the phone. When he returned, Oma and Irma had gathered, ready to go to the Ashar prayer. Al contacted Eyang Munzir, connected.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said Eyang Munzir.
"Wa'alaikumussalam" said Al. "Where is it?"
"Well, it's confused, and then Eyang wants to ask."
"The Seng market was there when Eyang went on Hajj."
"Know."
"Well, continues?"
"Regular. Which is a romantic person, often misses the past, but kebablasan."
"meaning?"
"Those who come home via fly over, enter Haram, well, keep blazing by, don't know where?"
"What do girls follow?"
Eyang Munzir. "Yes. You know the former Arab girl Eyang."
"TKW times."
"But long in the Arab."
"Near what's going on?"
"A lot of scooters matic, like a rental place."
"Well, you don't go anywhere, I'll pick you up."
Al closed the conversation. He put the phone in the kurta pocket.
"Meet?" ask Nidar curiously.
"Thawaf's third floor is north."
"Alhamdulillah."
"What day is prayer at the door?"
"King Aziz."
"You're taking the party to King Aziz. I'll get you Eyang Munzir."
"It's time to go."
"We've gone together."
"Oma wants Ashar at King Abdullah's door, good light."
"This oma wants to be different" Irma protested. "Collecting, Oma. If there's anything, it's not complicated."
Al stared less than pleased. "Kok rempong anyway? Just his granddaughter's a woles."
"Thankfully not your candidate, great."
"Already, Irma is actually good, just a pepper ... what is it, Oma?"
"O2N."
"What is O2N?" ask Irma.
"On" said Nidar.
"That's all, Oma." Irma pouting. "Ngatain I'm oon. Speech is prayer."
Oma had to smile to comfort him. "You're actually smart and pretty. But it would be bad to forbid Oma to pray in King Abdullah."
Honestly, Al did not understand. The first day I bought Opa's favorite 7Days of chocolate, Oma did not throw it away but did not eat it. Oma keep it in the travel bag.
Oma also prays in favorite Opa locations. The first time the night prayer between Shafa and Marwah, where Opa is filled with tears of tahajud prayer. Is this a sign of how much Oma loves her husband?
If true, Jennifer's presence may be a test as a form of Oma's obedience to her prophet.
Eyang Munzir was again sitting on a matic scooter in front of the counter when Al came to see him.
"Alhamdulillah," said Eyang Munzir looking delighted. "I pray to God to lead your way to find me."
"His face looks like an ex."
"The former is gone."
"Then I was wondering, what's the twin?"
"Don't the former Eyang have a twin?"
"No."
"Well, who do you follow?"
"I'm surprised too."
"Then time."
"By."
"Still young?"
"The Dinar."
Al smiled keki. "Let's say again keep washing eyes stray. The sign of Eyang can be rebuked from Allah."
"I really saw the ex. Don't believe it, do you?"
"The former Eyang is the same age as Oma. Her twin is fresh and sexy?"
"Oma you are. But when it comes to fresh, yes the name has long been plucked."
"Start to start."
"Not to be a gini koplak."
"Eat him a lot of istighfar."
"But it's true, tong."
"What really?"
"What I'm chasing is like an ex when I first met between Shafa and Marwah."
"It has. It's been. Dhuhur again."
Al often heard nonsensical stories from people returning home from Hajj or Umrah, and this was reinforced by a handful of ustadz in his religious shia.
It is said that what is experienced in Makkah all depends on the actions in the country. If often slapped people, then suddenly will be slapped. If you are diligent in helping people, then there is help if there is difficulty. And other magical stories that make Al sometimes bored.
Haram is a land that must be free from dirty deeds that can eliminate its sacred status. And what keeps that chastity is not the Saudi government, but Allah.
So, if anyone makes a mistake, no matter how small, whether it's original speech, body gestures, or heart whispers, or, so God immediately rebukes the person through the intercession of others so that his illegal status is maintained, the reprimand can be any form, from subtle to harsh ways.
"Then it eliminates negative prejudices" Al said every time they got together at the hotel. "Don't be afraid of being pickpocketed, kidnapped by Arab Baduy, or other ugly things. Think positive things to be blessed."
"The word of my neighbor is indeed a pickpocket in Haram," refuted Mr. Hanif. "The proof of Doraemon's pocket is dodet and the money is gone."
"Because departing from home already have a dirty mind, but want to go on a holy journey, then it is a didodet incident."
"How dirty thought?"
"Fear of being pickpocketed is a form of unbelief in God's protection. When it really happens, patience is not introspection. We are the guests of God, so we should have a good prejudice against God."
"I've experienced when I went to Hajj" said the fathers. "That day I was really hungry. I prayed at Multazam, the most powerful place to pray, that my stomach might be filled. Suddenly a piece of bread fell from the sky."
"Don't halu. Even if it is easy for God, it is impossible. The Holy Land does not mean a land where miracles can happen."
People going to the Haram are suspected to compete for good; alms riyal, food or drink. So it is not strange to pray that bread flies as if falling from the sky, when it is thrown by the one who gives alms.
"Where is Munzir?" tanya Oma saw Al coming alone, delaying for a moment the recitation of the Qur'an.
"In King Aziz the same troupe."
Al sits near the shelf of the Qur'an, leaning on a large pillar.
"You look so tired, so good."
"Smuck everything, Oma."
"Your heart is."
Some time later Al got up to the thawaf. Adzan. No people standing on the thawaf floor because of the hot sun.
After Ashar they gathered in the courtyard of the Grand Mosque, waiting for the SAPTCO bus. Buses are only allowed to board and disembark, cannot park in the yard.
A few minutes later the bus came. They ride. Seeing Al busy taking care of the group, Nek Surti became sympathetic.
"It's very good Al. Try if you choose my granddaughter, where it might hurt."
"Do you get hurt, Grandma?" irma's protest was not happy. "It's only natural that Riany has interest again?"
"What interests?" sambar Bu Hanif. "If it was just a stick, it should have gone home."
"Definitely go for a walk" a mother timpal. "Don't do this while he's in Saudi, not college."
"Take off the same Lukman again" continued the girl sitting next to him. "Lecture in Saudi as well. So they know exactly the romantic places in Riyadh."
Irma ranted, "You are in the village and in the Holy Land the same, I love to gossip."
"Well, you're the escort, right?" nek Surti Spray. "You should be watching, not just defending. Did you know they stopped by the hotel?"
"Istighfar, Mother. It's a holy city."
"Makkah the holy city. But Riyadh?"
"Ta'arufnya just like this," the female grumbled behind him. "If it's a household, Al could be busy in the kitchen he'd be nice to go with another guy."
Al was tired of hearing their noise. So he filled every corner of his heart with the prayer of Abraham. His love for the Creator was never insulted by a piece of love for His creation.
This afternoon they want to travel to the area around the Grand Mosque.