Memorization of the Qur'An for Afra
CHAPTER 42: RESTLESSNESS

Two women were having breakfast together at the dinner table. They were none other than Afra and Zanira who occasionally had small talk and immediately wasted breakfast because Afra was about to leave. Today is the first day Afra began teaching at the Al-Akbar boarding school. Therefore, his fret about Ziran who had not renewed it since yesterday was a little forgotten. Yes, Ziran did not inform Afra at all. Made Afra correct about her bad premonition yesterday, but again she tepis and say inwardly if ...

Maybe he was busy taking care of the project, until there was no time to tell me. Yeah, definitely because of that.

That's what Afra's mind says.

"Sir, how about daydreaming, so go?" Zanira blurs Afra's daydreams at the dinner table. Afra's breakfast is over.

"Eh, so Brother. Then I'll say yes." A little surprised, Afra immediately shook his brother-in-law's hand and intended to leave, but failed because his hand was held.

"No need to leave if your mind is disturbed. A bad thing is easy to happen if the mind is divided because it is not empty!" Megat Zanira looked at Afra seriously. "Just be strict!"

"I'm fine, brother. God willing there will be nothing." But Afra refused. He had to stay in teaching, let alone this was his first day. He should not be absent for personal reasons.

"Then forget about Ziran first, focus on what you're going to face now." Zanira Pinta.

"Good, Brother. I'm leaving now, yeah, afraid it's too late. Assalamualak."

"Yes, careful. Waalikumsalam."

Afra was riding a motorcycle at moderate speed. Many times Afra tried to forget for a moment the problem, although it was difficult because Ziran's face was always present in his eye sockets. He also took a bribe and prayed in his heart to ask for goodness for his household. Do not because of problems like this, Afra to accuse various kinds of Husband who is working outside the city. Can't!

After a trip that took half a ham more, finally the White Scoopy Motor landed smoothly in the parking lot of Pesantren Al-Akbar.

For a moment Afra examined the pesantren with a head of frown looking for someone to question him.

"Assalamualaikum, Afwan, who are you?" Afra squealed in shock to find the figure of a tall, scaly man standing a meter behind him.

"Oh, waalaikumsakam. Introduce me Afra, who applied to become a teacher of moral teaching in this pesantren. From today I work, but I don't know exactly about this place." Afra said politely.

Afra walked one meter behind the lalaki, in the pesantren the rule of a separate unit is more graceful let alone people who are not mahromnya have to keep their distance.

"Ehm, Sorry. Can I ask you a question?" Afra opened her mouth to ask the question she had in mind.

"Yes, please." The man's heart.

"Do you work here?" Ask Afra later.

"Yes, I teach here. More precisely, I teach the Santri Martial, archery, horse riding." Lekaki was clearly without looking. Seems to be very high in adab and regulations.

"Oh, Ustadz menjaskes." Afra nodded her head in understanding.

"Hehe, yeah, you could say that. But it's kind of weird, usually Santri calls me a teacher just jasking." Chuckled at the man later. "Eh, until I forget. My name, Jodan Areska, just call me Jodan." The man who was named Jodan.

"Haha, okay."

The two also arrived at the door of a house that was seen in front of him so many flowers spread out growing early adjutilize the house.

"I'll drive you here, you just knock on the door. I'm willing to teach the kids archery practice first, Assalamualaikum." Jaylene

"Yes, thank you."

After Jodan left, Afra immediately knocked on the door of the house that he said belonged to the Al-Akbar boarding school, where Afra was going to teach. A few seconds later the figure of the middle-aged woman came out and smiled towards Afra

"Assalamualaikum, I am Afra, the one who will teach in this boarding school."

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