MU'ADZ
CHAPTER TWELVE

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The night air greeted, piercing the skin through the sidelines of a woman's white face cloth. It is still the same, in the same place, next to the pillar of musholla. After hajat prayer, then Istikharah prayer at tajahud prayer. It was all Istiqomah in a third of the night.

Composed to play tasbih kaoka whose ends there is a sign of his name alif and zain. His lips kept saying the phrase istighfar. This time, he felt heavy. There was a sense of tightness that gnawed at his heart. The person he always asked for in his prayer turned out to have a heart patch, which he felt was not him.

Even though yesterday, he can hope that it feels welcome too. Because he judged how 'he' treated her so sweetly. Although not visible, he knows from a glance.

But ever since that incident, it seems like all his hopes have melted away. Actually he was a little hesitant, is it true 'he' is close to his best friend-Shahla or is there something else. At his 'he' was not that kind of person. He sighed slowly while continuing to say Istighfar.

Give me your clue!!

After a conversation with Gus Salman, Abah Zaki called him to take Gus Salman to the guest room. It is located next to Ndalem.

"Monggo Gus." Kang Akmal invited Gus Salman to follow him.

He was next to Gus Salman with a slight bow, while pointing at the direction of the room to be occupied by Gus Salman. Suddenly Gus Salman's hand clasped his shoulder to the upright, while patting slowly. He turned to Gus Salman who had a smile, he too.

"Nothing Gus!! Sampun mboten enten synthetically."

He stiffened for a moment, then looked. Scanning Gus Salman's face, fearing he missed the moment regarding Gus Salman. Where does Gus Salman know?

"Niki kamare Gus?"

He just nodded, still not opening his voice. He's still in shock.

"Abrag of Gus's impermeable talk?"

Again he just nodded. Then enter Gus Salman's room with the door left open. Sit in a chair that is already provided in this room. Still in a state of silence.

"Sweeping agents —"

"Yai Nawawi, kulo tekak sowan teng Yai Nawawi, kulo semerep njengan" Gus Salman said.

"With sampun semerep durie kulo mriki?" ask Gus Salman

He shook his head, because he did not know the purpose of Gus Salman sowan here. To be honest, he just met Gus Salman face to face today. Before, I only knew Him by word of mouth.

"Since sampun ngertos Ning Bahiyyah kaleh njenengan?"

He looked at Gus Salman with a meaningful look, what is it? he doesn't like the tickle.

"Lek njenengan forward kulo backward. Lek njengan retreated kulo forward." said Gus Salman

Hmm, he just understood the direction of this conversation. He nodded in understanding.

"Monggo njenengan mawon seng forward Gus" he replied

Brak!!

Suddenly a sound of objects falling from the outside of the room. He and Gus Salman looked at each other, equally surprised.

"Ning, sampun to!! crank weirs." said Ameera calming

In a room where the door is locked from the inside. Ning Bahiyyah who had been crying incessantly while the confused Ameera calmed her Ning down in any other way.

It was as if only the wind past meant nothing. Ameera patiently stroked the back of Ning Bahiyyah whose position was on her stomach. Dunked his face in a pillow. Ameera had no idea what had happened to this Ning of hers. Suddenly Risma called out to her that Ning Bahiyyah asked her to meet in her room directly.

And this scene was what was presented when opening Ning Bahiyyah's room door. Ameera grimaced in heart. Clearly later Ning Bahiyyah's eyes were swollen. Ning Bahiyyah said nothing, only hearing a cry.

"Ning empun!!"

Ning Bahiyyah suddenly sat down, rubbing both of her cheeks roughly, occasionally she was still as unwilling.

"Mbak Shahla iki piye se neng Kang Akmal? sampeyan to Mbak, kaleh Mbak Shahla."

Ameera scratched the back of her hands which were suddenly itchy. "Ehm, kulo mboten is as good as Ning." replied Ameera

So this was what had made Ning Bahiyyah cry and would not stop.

"Sampeyan knows that Gus Salman told me, Ma'am?" Ameera. "You want me to not sengojo krungu, Gus Salman karo Kang Akmal. And until I understand, hiks, Kang Akmal tenanan ora gelem karo I. Even Gus Salman seng kon remains my sermon, hiks. Wicked e Kang Akmal, hiks." Ameera stroked Ning Bahiyyah's back giving her composure.

"Cousin Casio is sek iso simah, right Ma'am? hyx. Kang Akmal karo Mbak Shahla, hiks." added Ning Bahiyyah as he pleased

"Cousin?" ask Ameera

Ning Bahiyyah nodded in agreement. "Kang Akmal Mbak Shahla's. But it's Mama Mer, hiks."

Ning Bahiyyah did not continue her words but her cries grew louder. Ameera was confused herself.

"Astaghfirullah, iki's boy."

Shahla's smile faded when she saw her best friend sitting next to her. He closed the little book. He cleared his throat, neutralizing his facial water.

"Why is nyapo closed? is it the apal? Wong apalan even mesam mesem. Apalan cap opo kuwi." omelet Ameera

Shahla would have been caught off guard when she heard Ameera nag her. Like a clone of Mama's like this.

"Nduwe nadhoman iki in the apalne sitting in the gawe ndeleh photo." added Ameera

Shahla just grinned. "I wes apalan want, peck pas thyself eroh tepak I refreshing."

Ameera cut her lips. "Refreshing-refreshing opo ngunu kuwi. Ndi ndelok I want eroh fotone, curious me." Ameera raised her hand

Shahla immediately hid her nadhomannya to the side. "Ojo, kanko mbok paido."

"Ck, ora-ora. Wedhi men." Ameera still held out her hand

Shahla is weak that Ameera is like this. Although annoyed, it was as if he could not if not heed Ameera's words. It was like dealing with my mom. Indeed Mama and Ameera like a betel nut on the side of a mess, grumbled from Shahla.

Slowly he showed his nadhomannya to Ameera. And immediately fetched and then open the page that is slightly stretched.

Ameera could see two photos of boys and girls. The cute smiling boy and the toothless girl showed her gums.

"Ha!! iki seng ompong must be you?" Ameera chuckles

"Kan mbok paido. Ndi gorene." Shahla immediately snatched her nadhomannya.

"Terae thyself iki's child is too pede. Wes knows ompong even in dudohne. Isin, ngetarani lek ra tau sikat."

"Astaghfirullah, what a word you say, son!!" Shahla dramatizes while stroking the chest.

Shahla is familiar with Ameera's sharp mouth. He knew that just kidding, behind the joke Ameera must imply something. As is the case today, Ameera indirectly reprimanded him.

"Piye cute ora seng csh lanang ndek poto iki?" shahla asked as she pointed towards the fat-haired boy.

Looks like Ameera nodded. "Sopo seh jane iki? your Mas Mosok? your feelings are single."

"Yee!! emang son of ora by nduwe Mas." debunk Shahla.

Ameera seemed to twitch her forehead. "Sek-sek. Are you Kang Akmal's cousin? Ojo-ojo kunu wants Kang Akmal."

Shahla immediately stiffened, staring at Ameera without blinking. "Sopo jare?"

"Ning Bahiyyah."

"Huh?" He was confused, knowing where Ning Bahiyyah came from that Kang Akmal was his brother. Though he knew that all this time his brother hid his identity by changing calls.

"I'm confused ape cerito start ko ndi, intine Ning Bahiyyah understand lek yourself enek your relationship karo Kang Akmal." explained Ameera.

"Well, how come I'm zinc in gowo-gowo."

Ameera shrugged her shoulders. "Jareng Ning Bahiyyah seh, fit in the tankleti Umi, lek yourself opo candidate e Kang Akmal. Keep answering waullahualam. You're a legal cousin of ae lek wedlock."

Shahla suddenly laughed. "Haha, by marriage yo?" is it also? he and Mas Muadz are also legal if married. Duh!! so want to spend marriage with Mas Muadz, he continued inward.

Hanan Salman Firdausi



Mu'adzam Akmal Khadizul Shiddiq



Bahiyyah Khansa Ismail



Shahla Nadzarrin Ahmad



Ameera