NICE TO MEET YOU IN JANNAH
EPISODE 2

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"KADZAB!! YOUR LIE!!! THE AFTERLIFE IS MORE IMPORTANT YOU SAY?! JUST RECOGNITION IS NOT ENOUGH, KADZAB! USE EVERYTHING YOU HAVE TO FULFILL THE DIVINE CALL OF THE RABBI!!!! "

Shouted Abdad half-dead holding his torn stomach.

Blood poured out ceaselessly, the body was no longer powerful, but his qalbu still firmly defend his faith.

"THIS BATTLE OF MINE, IS NOT COMPARABLE TO THE STRUGGLE OF THE APOSTLE!!! I'M NOT GONNA JIG!!! "Add continued to grow angry with his friend who had betrayed him.

" TREASURE, FAMILY, SOUL, BY GOD!!! "

Not long after, Abdad's head was beheaded by his friend. Blood flows between the head and neck. Squirting everywhere included hitting the face of Abdad's friend who was still staring blankly at Abdad's body.

"KYAAAA"

Shouted Caira trying to cover her eyes with her hands.

Caira's friends were surprised thanks to Caira's screams.

"That's how you are, Caira. It's just a movie. "

Obviously his friend with a flat face stared at the beloved movie on his medium-sized laptop.

"P-pause! pause the movie, Nabil!!! "

Caira's orders still covered her face with her hands.

Caira's friend Nabil shook his head. Cold sweat soaks the skin of the white langsat Caira. His body was shaking, feeling terrified. Nabil immediately punched the pause icon to stop the film, and immediately pressed a close folder named 'I like gore'.

"Already, here, Caira. Don't be afraid anymore, and I'm sorry. "

Nabil is still fiddling with his laptop.

Caira also lowered her hand that had covered her face. He sighed, and then wiped away the remaining cold sweaty fur.

"Why didn't you tell me that the movie had psycoplac elements?! "

He widened his eyes at Nabil.

"Pffttt, I want to poison you with a gore movie. And I hope one day you'll love the movie gore."

"LIKE WHAT YOU SAID?! "

Sambar Caira added.

Nabil laughed too.

"Look at it, let alone love it! Gaje so much you! "

Caira pouted and turned her gaze with a scowl.

Nabil was still laughing.

"Yes-yes. I won't ask you to watch Gore again. We'll see Spongebob, yeah! "

Nabil said as he pulled the upper arm of Caira's shirt still chuckling.

"Well, that's it, dong~"

Nabil and Caira exchanged smiles. The two of them were a pair of best friends ever since they sat on the bench of Junior High School. About academic they are both compact, about public speaking is also no less, always won a public speaking competition between schools. Although about the genre of the film they are not compact, but they both still cover the shortcomings of each.

Meanwhile, on the other hand, Afi was sitting in the guest chair of the principal's room. Enough seats for 2 people and located close to the right wall of the room. It had been 30 minutes he was waiting for confirmation from his principal. As to why he should fulfill the call of the headmaster. He tried to comfort himself so as not to get bored of waiting. Starting from checking the phone, hoping there are friends that he can chat with. Especially waiting for Crysta to reply to his message about him who is still waiting for confirmation from the principal.

Afi saw the headmaster who had been busy typing on his laptop keyboard. It felt like Afi was asking why she was called the headmaster. Afi was afraid of misinformation that whether or not she got information from Caira when she was in class about 35 minutes ago. But there is a doubt on Afi that asking the principal continuously will only disturb him.

Afi still strengthened her determination to dare to ask. And he began to speak, too,

"Sorry, Sir. Actually did you mem-"

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.. "

Afi was a little surprised to see a man in a black suit interrupting his words.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Please come in, Professor. "

The Headmaster replied, glancing at the man with a smile.

"uh? who'swhat? " Afi was still looking at the man walking his feet into the room.

The man is ideal height, including ideal but when compared to Afi, the man is much taller 20cm than Afi. Aye! about 180cm.

"A guest, who else if not a guest. By the way he still looks young, why is it called 'Pak'? Ah, nevermind. Maybe just babyface. "

Afi is still in.

Notification of the message from Afi's phone also reads. Afi quickly opened the message notification. It was a message from Crysta.

"Afis? It's still a long time, isn't it? The third lesson will begin."

The contents of Crysta's message made Afi want to quickly talk to the principal.

Afi just wanted to speak up, already preached by the headmaster.

"Please sit down, sir. "

Said the Headmaster to the man he called the Professor.

"Good, sir. Thank ye. "

Answer the man.

Afi panic.

"sitting down? sit where? The floors? Is this body invisible to the Headmaster? Or is that guy sitting next to me?! This chair is great for 2 people! astaghfirullah's.. "

Inner Afi.

The man began to sit right next to Afi.

Pssss...

Afi's body felt deflated like a leaking motorcycle inner tube, and his face began to heat and redden like a boiled crab.

"Oh! Afis. Sorry, son, made you wait a long time. So look, son Afi. It was Mr. Professor who owned the company 'Gramedia Grand Indonesia' and he managed and managed all Gramedia stores throughout Indonesia. For his name, it is already on his name tag. " Obviously a bit of the Headmaster.

"Oh so, yeah. Then what do I do with this Professor? Isn't sitting side by side with a high-ranking person like this disrespectful? Moreover, he is an ikhwan! "

Afi is still in the mind.

"Pretty too.. "

Afi's heart automatically spoke while glancing at the professor's face.

"OH?! ASTAGHFIRUL! "

Shouted Afi inwardly trying to resuscitate himself.

"Sorry, Professor. The seat is just that, so I had to sit with nak Afi there, yes, hehe. "

He continued smiling and squinting.

I am getting increasingly uncomfortable. He wanted to quickly leave the room. It feels so awkward.

"It's okay, sir. This is also a child. "

Said the Professor continued his small laugh and followed by the laughter of the Headmaster as well.

Sontak Afi who heard it immediately glared a little,

"Little boy said?! "

Inner Afi again.

He could not stand being in that room, let alone sitting side by side with the Brotherhood. Afi really ventured to ask questions. He swallowed, then spoke.

"M-sorry, sir. What did you call me here about, sir? "

Tanya Afi tried to hold back the nervousness.

The headmaster then dehemed for a second and in another second he said,

"Afi, you are a very accomplished student. Already earned dozens of medals and championship certificates as a concrete proof of your smart schoolgirl,"

"More in the field of English, you really master it both Creative and Professional English. Until your name sounds almost 1/4 province. 3 days ago I got information from Gramedia Grand Indonesia Employees that Mr. Professor wants to recruit you later when you have graduated to directly become his personal secretary."

"The father called you here to discuss with the Professor, Afi. How about, kiddo Afi? Want to come to a discussion with Professor first? "

Clearly, Mr. Headmaster.

"WHAT?! RECRUITED AS A PRIVATE SECRETARY OF A FAMOUS BOOKSTORE COMPANY IN INDONESIA?! "

Shouted Afi in heart. Afi was unconsciously putting on a panicked face and a shocked expression.

"Where, son Afi? Wantsome? "

Asked Mr. Headmaster again confirmed Afi.

Afi also gulped a rough saliva. Stare blankly at the white ceramic floor of the room. Trying to think hard.