
Once, Mr. Huda asked permission for Ustadz Irsyad to replace his class because of a family event. The brother of his wife will receive a proposal from a man. And asked Mr. Huda to be the family's spokesperson.
The next day Irsyad met with Mr. Huda in a parking lot, they both just arrived. Say hello and then hug each other.
"How was the show yesterday, sir?" ask Irsyad.
"Alhamdulillah sir Irsyad smoothly." Answer mr. Huda. At that time, Ustadz Irsyad had not been called ustadz by people on the campus.
"Thank God, let's go in together," Invite Irsyad, Huda nodded.
Soon they passed by Isti. He said hello to both.
"Nissa has left. I thought you'd take a day off."
"No mas. I have a test today."
"Oh so well good luck with the test, yes, like last night's event" said Mr. Huda. Isti also looked embarrassed. He said hello and said goodbye.
"Sir Huda knows Isti?" tanyakanya.
"Ohsti? Isti who?"
"That girl." asked Irsyad excitedly.
"Ohhh Annisa clearly knows it. He's my wife's son."
"really?" Irsyad.
"Yes right. That girl hafizah 20 juz is so cool, isn't she?"
"Subhanallah." Irsyad smiled proudly.
"What's this about? How to ask Nisa."
"Eh.. Emmm not really." Irsyad is wrong.
"Jawab sir, do you like Nisa?" He just wanted to tease her. Because Mr. Huda likes humor.
"Pak Huda... Emmm means you know your master, huh? Can I ask for no help?" ask Irsyad.
"Solicit what please?"
Irsyad smiles. "Honestly, I admire him. So I have the intention to celebrate, I have the intention to preach." Irsyad ventured.
Mr. Huda was silent for a moment. "Since when has Irsyad admired Nisa?" ask Mr. Huda.
"Since the past year." replied Irsyad timidly.
"O Allah, Mr. Irsyad, why didn't you ask me at the beginning?" The cheerful face of Huda changed.
"I don't know that Mr. Huda knows Isti, and again Mr. Huda also knows I don't dare to see women right? Let alone women, the father always teases me because I am afraid of the hijab of women in the clothesline? Let alone touching my halal woman hehehe, but now I have the courage InsyaAllah. I'm ready to get married sir." said Irsyad.
Mr. Huda scratched his head. "How about Mr Irsyad? If only Mr. Irsyad had told me at least one month ago. It might not be this hard."
"Difficult? Hard how?"
"Anissa was just at the sermon of a young Habib last night." Deegg Irsyad froze at the words of Mr. Huda. "And the proposal was accepted by a large family. Nissa too. They'll get married after Anissa graduates."
"Antum is okay, right?" ask Mr. Huda.
"Hahaha, it's okay sir. Do I just want to be friendly, anyway? My liking is only limited to admiring it there is no love and so on." said Irsyad. Huda is smiling too.
"Hopefully quickly get the soul mate of his successor." said Mr. Huda.
"Yes, Mr. Amien. Come on let's go to the office." take Irsyad. He sighed. Actually feel claustrophobic. So far there is no courage to express it and choose to hold it without thinking that the law is looking for a partner there is a term who quickly he can. And Ustadz Irsyad lost fast with that. Now he mourns his defeat without fighting first.
(Flashback is off)
Still on the same night.
Irsyad narrowed his eyes and saw a girl sitting on his bed. The woman sat up with a slanted position next to her. Staring straight at Irsyad who still looks confused.
The girl opened her veil in front of Irsyad. And there's Isti's face there. Very beautiful, radiant with a smile on her lips.
The woman even took off her hijab in front of Irsyad. And after that the dream continued and only Irsyad knew the long dream that kept him awake and quickly realized something wet. He rushed into his bathroom. Watering himself from the end of his head with water. Taking a big bath due to a wet dream that he experienced.
And what made him curse himself was that the woman who had intercourse with him in the dream was Isti. When he finished he left his room. Look at the face of the wife who is still sleeping.
'How could I dream like that? My desire has been fulfilled with Rahma. Even before going to bed I also had intercourse with him earlier.' Inner Irsyad who felt guilty to Rahma. Irsyad also touched his bedsheets he was afraid the sheets were stained as well. But Irsyad was relieved, the sheets were dry no droplets of stains in the slightest.
After that he went out to his prayer room because the time had shown at twenty in the morning. Long thought begging for excessive forgiveness until he unconsciously sobbed on his prostration.
***
He was in a campus parking lot. Waiting for Mr. Huda to approach him.
In the car Irsyad hugged the steering wheel, still feeling guilty.
Tokk tokk...
Mr. Huda tapped on Irsyad's windshield and left him a little aghast. He gestured for Mr. Huda to come in. So as to make Mr. Huda walk towards the bench next to his wheel. Open it and close the car door again shortly after he enters.
"What is this ustadz, it seems like the talk is very important?" Ask Mr. Huda.
"I want to ask Mr. Huda for help." Irsyad said, his voice a little hoarse.
"Anu... Ask what Ustadz is for you."
"Please whip or stoning me Mr. Huda."
Deg, Mr. Huda rounded his eyeballs. "I'm sorry ustadz. What is this, why are you suddenly talking like that?"
"I've committed adultery, Mr. Huda, please stoning me." Irsyad.
"Astaghfirullahalazim, ustadz please calm down antum. tell me What really happened ustadz."
Irsyad also told about his meeting again with Isti until when he visited the house of Mr. Huda. And all the things that plague his heart and mind lately have all been poured out on Mr. Huda, that is to say his dream.
"Even with his crazy, I dreamed of having sex with Isti, Mr. Huda. And from that dream came out my lust. Help me Mr. Huda, I've betrayed my wife." Irsyad is sobbing.
mr. Huda sighed. "Ustad. Please don't be like this. I know the middle ustadz in the runes were devastated but could not ustadz ask me to stoning antum. The dream there are three Ustadz, one due to the sign that will occur, the second may be said to be a sleeping flower caused by ustadz thinking too much, he said, and the third is the Jin disorder that penetrates into the subconscious Antum itself." said Mr. Huda who is still trying to calm ustadz Irsyad.
Seriate....