Om That Possessive, MY HUSBAND!
[KANGEN EDITION] AHKAM (3)

...📍Pondok Pesantren - Darul Mujahideen...

Parting with a loved one is a painful thing. But somehow, the name of the farewell will come, whether it is temporary or forever! Either separated by distance or by death! Like it or not, everyone will experience it!

"Bang Cam, Ma? Cam Bang?!!" zahira said when she saw Ahkam just sitting and not coming home with them!

"Bang Ahkamnya school first, yes, son!"

"Whoa?" Zahira was still staring at Ahkam, waving her hand.

"Why did Mom go home? Brother is fine here, if you need anything directly report to Ustad Yusuf."

"Yes, Pa." Ahkam looked at Zidan fixedly, he hugged Zidan once more, trying to hold back his tears.

"Papa, Brother By's coming with Brother Ahkam, huh?" Abhizar was still standing at Ahkam's side, unwilling to move and shift in the slightest!

"You can't do it now, yeah! Kan Abang By wants to go to Kindergarten!"

"No going to Kindergarten! Want to go to school here with Bang Ahkam!"

Ahkam knelt before Abhizar, he stared fixedly at the boy. "Abhizar study diligently yes, later if it is big, can school here with Brother! If Abhizar does not want to follow Papa, then Abhizar will be left on a plane? Wanna?"

Abhizar shook his head slowly.

"Well, if that's with Papa, right?"

Zidan extended his hand. Greeted by the little hand of Abhizar.

"When you get home from school, we play again, okay?"

"Yes." Yeah." Ahkam smiled as he nodded slowly.

"Take care of yourself, honey. Mom and Dad go home first. Assalamualaikum!"

"Waalaikumussalam, watch out Pa!"

Ahkam stared at the departure of both his parents and younger siblings, until they disappeared behind the big and high gate!

The teenager wiped his tears, embarrassed to be seen crying by others!

"Spirit! Ahkam can do it!" his murmuring was encouraging!

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There are two new types of santri, the first type is santri who is immediately sad after being left by his family, while the second type is a cheerful santri and full of smiles in the morning, while the second type is santri, but pillows wet with tears at night! It usually lasts for the first week or even more!

Ahkam is included in the second class, he was sad when Papa and Mama came home, but after that he smiled again when invited around the cottage and met with other new students! Moreover, many upperclassmen were kind and friendly, which made Ahkam sure, that he would be at home here!

But as soon as the room lights were turned off and everyone was in their beds, tears came back, remembering the moment with the family, remembering the warm moment at the dinner table, and the, the moment every Papa comes home from work, the moment when Papa always pranks Mama, sometimes to fight for affection with them! Or even a moment where Zahira and Abhizar always stick to him!

And what Ahkam misses most is Mama's cooking! Sometimes I still like the stuff!

"Amom?" Bayu, the friend who slept in bed with Ahkam touched Ahkam's shoulder, because Ahkam happened to sleep facing right, behind him!

"Yes? You haven't slept?" Ahkam wiped the rest of the tears, then turned his body, looking at Bayu who was in a sitting position. Although the room lights were turned off, but there was still light from the headlights!

"I can't sleep, can you?"

"No."

"You know, let me go to the bathroom, yuk! Wudhu! I'm scared of myself!"

"I still have ablution, but that's okay, let me go!"

The two santri just came out of the room, walked through several other rooms before finally arriving at the stairs, coincidentally their room was on the second floor.

"Akhams? You went to school here of your own accord or because of forced parents?" ask Bayu after he finished taking ablution.

"Will alone, from a small me who wants to enter the cottage! If you?"

"I forced Papa," replied Bayu followed by his little laugh. "My father is a hard man, whatever his decision should not be disputed!"

"His name is also a parent, would want the best for his child!"

"Yes, anyway. Mama also said that to me!"

"But you have no intention of escaping, right?" Ahkam looked at Bayu who was walking two steps in front of him.

"Hahaha, no! My dad is tired of the cost of entering the cottage, cook yes I want to run away?!"

"It's good that it is!"

"Are you close to your father?" asked Bayu, he stopped right in front of the room door. "So long ago I saw you embrace your Papa!"

"Yes, we've been close since childhood!"

"Same Mama?"

Ahkam just smiled, he patted Bayu's shoulder and then stepped into the room. Not what, just that Ahkam is not ready to tell that far about himself to Bayu. Maybe in the next few months Ahkam will answer any questions about himself and his family!

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Ahkam opened his eyes as soon as the lights came on, the teenager saw his watch, at 3am. Without a second thought he immediately woke up, then looked to the right and left!

Ahkam thought he was sleeping in his room! And thought that the one who turned the lights on was Papa Zidan!

"Oh Ahkam, Antum is not sleeping?" ask Kak Huda, as the head of the room, he turned on the room lights earlier!

"Come to sleep, brother!"

"The Antum train doesn't sleep all night! If so please wake up Bayu, continue down to Mushola ya make tahajjud!"

Ahkam looked at Bayu who was still sleeping with a blanket covering his body.

"Wood? A bayu? Wake up!" said Ahkam while patting Bayu's arm softly.

"Wood?"

"Hmm."

"Wake up!"

"I still sleepy Ahkam!"

"Cepet wake! The others are awake too!"

"What are we going to do?"

"That's the trial in Mushola!"

Bayu brushed off his blanket, then yawned a few times, his eyes still feeling heavy to open!

"What time is it?"

"Hour three!"

Ahkam wearing a sarong and also his prayer clothes, so that he does not go back and forth, cook he has gone down ablution continues to go up again to change clothes? It's funny!

"Ahkam wait!"

"Miss that!"

The two teenagers walked to Mushola along with other santri to perform tahajud congregational prayers.

"Akhams? Here!" call Huda after completion of tahajjud, because it is still early Sunday, so the program naji buku before dawn is still not active!

"I can trust from ustaz Yusuf to listen to murojaah Antum one juz for days. Ready it?"

"God willing!" answer me without hesitation.

"You want to listen to half a juz now?"

"Can."

"Toyyib, Isti'adzah basmalah!"

"A'udzubillah himinas syaithon nirojiim... Bismi-llahi ar-ra muli...."

Ahkam read the first half of juz one, without any forgetfulness or any one!

"God, since when did the Qur'an begin?" ask Huda.

"Fourth Grade, Brother."

"God, I'm fourth grade still busy thinking about how to play to the same time!"

Ahkam smiled as he saw Huda laughing at him.

"Where have you got to?"

Ahkam smiled again, shaking slowly.

"Antum want to play with these secrets?" Huda looked at Ahkam who only gave a smile! Diligent smile too son!

"Tomorrow will also be glitter! I listen to Antum every day!"

Huda shook his head slowly to see the boy before him, between feeling proud and insecure!

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Manda stroked the head of Zahira who had just slept, the little girl kept crying all day and looking for her brother, asking to be carried and accompanied to sleep! So did Abhizar, who continued to search for Ahkam, ask when did Bang Ahkam come home from school? Why did it take so long to get home?!

Manda who saw his children like that also came to mind on Ahkam, how was he there? Is he at home? Does he eat well? Did he sleep well? Can he get along with his friends?

"Don't think too much, God willing Ahkam is fine there, believe me!" said Zidan who sat on the edge of the bed. Looking at her little daughter who was still asleep.

"When he's sick, who's gonna take care of him?" lirih Manda, because all this time Ahkam always stuck and spoiled Zidan if he felt not feeling well!

"And there's a lot of people there, can't they see they're sick?" Zidan stroked Manda's cheeks gently. "Don't think too much, Ahkam will also come to mind there! Maybe physically we can't hold Ahkam together, but we can still do Ahkam through prayer! He needs our prayers and support! Release him sincerely, God willing it will be a way that makes it easier for him to study!"

Manda nodded softly, he kissed the palm of Zidan's hand that was still touching his cheek. "Thank you, honey, it's always the best place to lean."

"Back of love, it's already here, now it's Mama's turn!" zidan said after leaning on the back of the bed! Zidan patted his thigh, so that Manda could lay her head there!

"You also have to take care of your health, brother attention nafs-u eat it immediately disappear after left Ahkam! How about tomorrow when you leave Brother?!"

Manda looked up at Zidan, then pinched the man's thigh! "Don't say that! Who wants to be left out!!"

"No one knows"

"Hussst, what a good word! Pray for a long, healthy life always, in the protection and mercy of God!" manda said with a hand that pinched Zidan's thigh once more!

"Aamiin's."

Zidan laughed amusedly as Manda bit her thigh. "Yeah, I promise not to say that again! Promise, sweetie, promise!"

"Awas, yes! Say that again!"

"Yes, my dear, my love, promise me this is the last one!"

"You really aren't ready without your brother!" lirih Manda, almost inaudible.