My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
the hidden beauty
"yes already if this time you believe, but promise yes if there is nothing anti do not hesitate to make the same story we are okay" I clasped his hand and Maryam just nodded his ass to my words
"god willing, Shukron because you have become good friends" he said while hugging me and Maryam together
"yes we have to go to the dormitory before we are announced the same ustadzah" Maryam invited us
an hour later, adzan magrib reverberated.all santri sons and daughters were ready to sit in the mosque to perform the congregation magrib prayer service.
"please tidy shafnya first yes" heard the voice of Gus hafidz who became a priest.
"uhuk, uhuk,,"
"hmmm uhmmm,,"
I heard some of the princesses coughing intentional, I know they intended to insinuate me but yes it is for what I ladeni later suspected even keGR an again me his.
finish our prayers dhikr and do 'a together led by our prayer imam.
"assalamualaikum wr wb" suddenly the sound of greetings from Gus hafidz stopped us who were about to disperse from the mosque
"waalaikumsalam wr wb" replied the santri simultaneously
"for today's study schedule may not be the same Abi, because he happened to still be in the lake. so for tonight insyaallah I who replaced him is expected to all santri kls XII especially to follow the study of mujawwad in the Jami mosque. for other classes, they are taught according to their respective schedules and for those who apologize, obstacles may not follow the study but practice dhikr and sholawat in each of their dormitories, so many announcements from my Syukron 'ala ihtimamikum wassalamu'alaikum wr".
"waalaikumsalam wr"
"it's a pleasure to be taught Gus hafidz, it's more spirit" chirped one of my friends behind me as if to insinuate me. And I just fell silent without responding anyway I also did not feel insinuated.
"ehhh Vina can't do that later who has jealousy you know" Astri said while looking at me
"who? me? just relax don't be jealous just feel no way" I said casually
"seriously nur? gpp nih Gus hafidz is me Pepet?" Vina said enthusiastically while approaching me
"heeeuuummm" I replied
"it's not good to say that it's not our mahram let alone the mosque" Maryam mediates our conversation that is not useful. after all the students of son and daughter class XII gathered in the mosque, the mosque, the teaching begins with prayer.
"audzubillahiminassyaithooonirrojiiiiiimmmm,,,, bismillaaaahirrohmaanirrahiiiiiiiiiiimmmmmmmmmm, waidzkoolarobbuka lilmalaaaaikati innii jaililung fil Ardi Kholifah" the sound of the mujawwad Gus hafidz began to be heard, and the masyaallah was very beautiful and his voice echoed while reciting the holy verse of Al-Qur'an. this is the first time I heard his voice while teaching, it is true that the fruit will not fall far from the tree but I think Gus hafidz's voice is more melodious than Abdullah's father and I was swept away in his beautiful reading.
"try once again yes ana once again antum" he said paused his reading and we santri just nodded his assent.we also followed the recitation mujawwad Gus hafidz setel6gus hafidz gave instructions to us
"waidzqoola robbuka, waidzkoola, qoola,,, take a long breath and calm down, then take the tone from the bottom first in the middle of the word qoola little use a clove. don't qoooolaaaa it mostly understand?"