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Become Imam

POV Gus hafidz

I kept walking towards Farah who was still smiling happily welcoming me by continuing to wave her hand at me

"assalamualaikum de" I approached her with a happy smile after almost three months of her long absence

"waalaikumsalam,, Abang seneng very much Abang came home" said Farah kissed my hand and then hugged me tightly. it's not strange for me because she is my only sister so no wonder if her nature is a little spoiled.

"yes we are leaving now, you can't wait to see umma and Babah" I said after storing the suitcase I brought into the trunk of the car

"later bang" Farah prevented me from closing the car door

"what else is deck?" ask me curious

"wait, someone else goes to the toilet first so we have to wait for him" Farah said as she looked outwards as if looking for someone

"who?" ask me wonder

"uh" he said while pointing towards the person who passed by. I also looked in the direction pointed by Farah

"who's de? did anyone pick up anyone besides you?" still curious, I asked again because I did not see anyone I knew when Farah pointed at the crowd.

"that's Abang, look at it in addition to using the eyes also use the heart of dong" I looked back at the direction pointed by Farah. it turned out that a woman with a veil I already knew was walking towards our car.

"assalamualaikum, fidz" he said as he was about to get into the car

"waalaikumsalam wr wb" I replied with a little smile.not dislike, it's just that I didn't know it turned out Aisyah also came to pick me up and it made me a little awkward.

"how is fidz healthy?"

"Alhamdulillah ana healthy, how are your uncle and aunt at home isy?"

"Thank God they are healthy"

we also started running the car carried by ustadz Ilham. he is one of the ustadz in my cottage and is one of the ustadz that Babah and umma trust to bring a car if you want to deliver anyone family who wants to go.

during the journey to the cottage only Farah was cool to tell about all the things that Aisyah then responded to with pleasure while I was more silent and only occasionally listened to what they were talking about.

"when did you graduate?" farah asked as I closed my eyes while leaning my head on the car seat

"another ten days" I replied without turning away

"meaning later we will all go to Turkey again, his seneng. ka aisy follow ya" said Farah spirit, I just kept quiet without responding.

"insyaallah, if his brother Farah allows of course" Aisyah replied in response

"Abang certainly can be, kan Abang same ka aisy already Deket from small in addition to Abang and ka aisy also validate. ya bang" farah threw me that question again

"yes" I replied briefly

"has Farah said don't bother your brother keep letting your hafidz rest during the journey" I heard Aisyah speaking

"so much attention ka aisy, yes already Farah does not bother Brother anymore, happy break dear brother" said Farah while rubbing my hair rough, and I just kept quiet without responding because this body was very tired.

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"is it until ustadz?" ask me to ustadz Ilham who is still seriously driving

"iya thank God Gus will soon enter the cottage" replied her who looked at me at a glance and then refocused driving

"well, Afwan yes I even overslept instead of nemenin ustadz chat during the trip"

"no papa Gus, ana mafhum ko sure Gus hafidz tired abis travel far"

I looked back for a moment, it turned out that Aisyah and Farah were sleeping soundly with their faces covered by their respective hijabs.

meanwhile, the security guard was opening the gate smiling and looking down politely as I opened the car window and greeted him with a friendly smile to him. likewise, the students who were passing by suddenly stopped and stood while looking down a sign of respect when they saw the car I was riding in the courtyard of the boarding school.

the car passed them one by one, I just stared straight while sitting quietly in the car. Until in front of the pesantren minimarket, my view was diverted to the figure inside the minimarket. on the figure who was standing while smiling at his interlocutor.the figure was a figure that I missed very much, and who I wanted to see when entering the boarding school.

"nur,," unconsciously these lips called his name

"yes Gus, why?" ask ustadz Ilham who might hear me say something

"no ustadz" I answered a little misbehavior because I was afraid to hear me mention someone's name, but it does not seem because he did not ask again

"Alhamdulillah has turned out" said Farah who just woke up from her sleep, and Aisyah also just woke up from her sleep.

we all got out of the car, and before long Abah, umma and my sister Luthfi came out of the house welcoming our arrival.

"Abang,," said Luthfi as she ran over and hugged me

"Ade Abang nambah aja rich embulnya" said I meledek Luthfi while pinching his squeezed cheeks that do look more and more tempestuous

"umma" I greeted the umma with Hidmat and immediately hugged her

"The "plague" then continues to greet and embrace Babah

"yes we have entered yuk, umma already ready food in the dalem,,, ustadz Ilham also the same we eat together in the dalem yah"

"yes ma'am, I parked the car first" said Ustadz Ilham politely.

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ahead of Azan magrib I was neat about to perform congregational prayers in the mosque with the santri.

"Want to the mosque? Lutfi's coming!" said my sister Lutfhi who was still busy wearing a sarong by herself

"great Ade Abang has been able to wear his own sarong" I praise Luthfi as a form of appreciation for his efforts, although in fact it is still not true mamakai "but Abang actually dikit ya let it be neater" I crouched down justifying the position that the location is less neat.

"yes we've departed" I held Lutfi's hand as I stepped towards the mosque.

all the santri were neat on their respective sap. but when I entered into all the santri put down a sign of respect. no one bergeming to shake hands because the time for magrib prayer is very short. so Babah hinted at the son santri in particular to be on his respective sap

"hafidz, let you be a priest today" said Babah when I was in the front row. I used to be a priest if Babah was reluctant to congregate, but this time Babah was one of my masters.and it made me doubtful and nervous.bismillahi,,,,, that is,,,