MU'ADZ
TWENTY EIGHT

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Mu'adz rode his bike slowly, occasionally breathing fresh morning air. Before returning to the pesantren, he always took the time to go to the pesantren Mbah Yai Imam, Abah Shiddiq teacher and place to study, Nduk Khafa.

Regarding the situation of Abah Nahrowi, he had heard all the stories of the Khaliq Deck. There was a sense of anger that slipped in his heart. Just imagine, Abah Nahrowi who is old and sick, had to hang out on the streets, even to sleep in the supermarket. Athaghfirullah! Where is his conscience. To follow up, he agreed with Dek Khaliq to present this to the green table.

The distance traveled is quite far, about an hour at the fastest. Therefore, the shubuh-shabuh herself went straight home to prepare for her needs. A long journey, which he always liked. Because, one of the momentum to do murojaah amid vehicle noise. It can also be for bosen repellents for driving alone.

Until he arrived at the boarding gate, he turned off the motorbike and led him to enter the ndalem courtyard. Seen there are still some santri who milling. He took off his helmet, tidied up his hair a little and put on his peck. Don't forget to put down the glove behind his shirt and jacket.

Not waiting for long, he also approached the door ndalem. There's Kang ndalem, who's inviting him.

"Monggo at Gus's show! Kaleh Abah Yai, Guse keng mriko." Kang ndalem who he did not know his name was serving a cup of coffee.

"Nuggeh Kang."

He stands behind Kang this ndalem as a guide to the road where Mbah Yai Imam's room is located.

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After saying hello while kissing his hand. He was asked to come closer to the bed where he lay. With a sigh, he massaged his right hand.

"Let's get a kene pot, ape nang endi, Gus?"

His hoarse voice was accompanied by small coughs. "Ajenge wangsul teng Mbah Yai's cottage."

"Balek co-opted iyo Gus, causing me to be held captive."

He nodded, "Suggeh Mbah Yai, ndereaken." Then his position moved to his feet.

"Kiya iki is easy to worry about, until Iki wants to pamit boyong neng hut e." still with his hoarse voice, he faithfully listened to His story. Although she did not know, Ning Kiya was who. Indeed, several times the name was once called Nduk Khafa, but he did not detail to find out more.

"Mbiyen, Yahya karo Rahmah isek sugeng. Kiya iki spoiled, until ora gelem mondok percorone ora gelem split karo wongtuwane. But Yahya karo Rahmah wes not good, Abah even kangen, Kiya seng mbiyen." He just nodded while continuing to massage his feet.

"Ninggale Yahya karo Rahmah, dadi traumane Kiya. Kiya ora iso krungu suwarane ship nduwur, larene must cover the ears karo gemeter. Abah wes ngerti, chubby e Kiya ora gelem cerito opo sambang."

To be honest, he had heard a glimpse of Gus Yahya with Ning Rahmah who died while traveling on an airplane. Even so, he did not know that he left his only daughter, until he experienced trauma as Mbah Yai Imam said. From the beginning of being invited here by Abah Shiddiq, he had never seen what was called Ning Kiya. Although after that he always took the time to go to this boarding school, still, he also never saw or met Ning Kiya.

"Well you mind, Lek Abah wes at the balek con, Kiya karo sopo? Kiya mek urip karo mek. Enek o yo dulur connect uduk kandong."

"Lahaulawalaquwwata illabillahil 'aliyyil 'adzim" he murmured.

"Gus! Sampeyan wes nduwe candidate?"

Instantly both of his hands stopped massaging. Seeing his look that looked serious. Both of his neutrals blinked rapidly, a confused sign struck, making himself dazed.

"Bah Slope." He answered softly by looking down and then continuing the massage again.

"Kedap riyen ngggeh Mbah Yai, kulo pundutne toyo." He said while holding the clear glass. Still accompanied by coughing while pressing on the chest, he nodded in agreement.

With a little haste, he took a drink in the kitchen. Some of the people who saw him asked him, looking for what. He also briefly answered. The one in his mind right now was Mbah Yai Imam who needed a drink.

When he returned to his room, he found that Mbah Yai Imam was still coughing until he saw blood in his mouth. Instantly he immediately panicked, the ridge was looking for Kang ndalem earlier.

"Broth, Kang. Nyuwun tulung baitne car. Mbah Yai!!" He told Kang ndalem.

Everyone who heard her words earlier. He walked quickly back to the room. Prepare him to be taken to the nearest hospital.

"Shyp Gus!"

Immediately, he carried his own Mbah Yai Imam who was still conscious to the car. Seen many santri-santri who flocked to see this incident. He doesn't care about them all. An incredible panic was attacking him now.

"Kang, spit!!" He said by stroking the back of His hand, when He began to have difficulty breathing.

"Enggeh Gus! Niki directly teng mawon ngggeh hospital." Said Kang Ndalem who was driving the wheel. While he was behind with Mbah Yai Imam.

"Pokoke zinc kang celak!" Astaghfirullah O Allah Ya Rahman Ya Rahim murmured.

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Sitting up restless, not calm. While Kang Ndalem who he just knew his name was Kang Abdi, it was contacting his family.

"Gus, ngapunten kulo mboten gadah numberipun Ning Kiya, dadose dereng kulo kabari."

Lowering his hands, he turned to Kang Abdi who was on his right side. "Kulo ngggeh mboten gadah Kang. With sampun ngabari sinten mawon?"

"Abah Basyir mawon Gus, sajange, he immediately mriki." replied Kang Abdi.

As the ER door opened, he immediately stood closer. "Family patient?"

"On the way Doc." he answered. "How is he doing, Doc?"

"The "pneumonia is getting worse. And now he rested, had called the name of the brother of Mu'adz several times. Does brother know?"

Athaghfirullah! he did not know about the chronic disease that attacked Mbah Yai Imam, until it was severe like this. "It's my own Doc, can I come in?"

"Please! but not most people inside, and soon transferred to hospitalization. Yes, I'll excuse you." He nodded in response. Then he opened the door slowly.

"Assalamualaikum Bah!"

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Jeng-yong-jeng!!

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