
When Rahman came home from school, it turned out that the mother had not come. Rushed open the door and was about to go upstairs, but he had a glance at the shophouse beside his ruko.
Climbing the stairs Rahman thought would ask for help again to his master, mumpung the master has not returned to Bandung so he will use it.
On the watch and put it with a backpack on the dining table, as he passed to go to the bathroom near the kitchen, Rahman washed his feet and hands and took a whudu.
Enter into the room carrying a backpack and his clock and change his school uniform with a cocoa shirt as well as a sarong, do not forget to install a peci, and replace his school uniform with a suit, then he went out into an empty room near the room of the mother to fulfill the obligations of a Muslim.
Finished with his task, Rahman went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door to make ice syrup because he felt dehaga, he just remembered when he came from school earlier he had not had time to drink.
After making a drink, Rahman returned to the room and turned on his laptop, intending to send an email message to Candra.
๐ง"Master, I need your help again. This is related to the shophouse I bought, I want to rehab it .. but maybe my mom is blocked by funds. If I use my money, then my mama will definitely be suspicious, so .. can the master provide a solution to this problem? Please help๐."
Actually Rahman wanted to tell his mother about his work helping master Candra as a hacker, but the Candra master who asked him to put his identity into secret made it difficult to explain the problem, this Candra master said for Rahman's own safety. The less one knows, the better, the Candra master is afraid that his enemy will use Rahman with his work.
Rahman immediately sent her an email, but got no reply. Rahman let it go and chose to leave the room while carrying a glass that was half-full.
Sitting on the soft-haired carpet in front of the TV, she turned it on. Choose a chanel that is interesting to watch at this time. The choice also fell on one of the channels that aired a cartoon with a yellow main character, the main character, box-shaped with small holes in each body and its distinctive sound and also with his pink starfish-shaped friend.
"Jellyfish hunting ... jellyfish hunting ...."
"Jellyfish hunting ... jellyfish hunting ...."
Rahman glanced at the clock hanging on the top wall of the TV. The clock was 13:45, but the mother had not yet returned.
Spending his drink, and rising from his seat towards the sink then washing his used glass and putting it on the glass slicing place, it was Rahman's habit of helping Rahimah cook and wash dishes ....
There is still plenty of time for Rahman to go to the dojang, he also chose to take a short nap to prepare energy for taekwondo training later, he said, not to forget Rahman turned off the actual TV not long ago he watched and returned to the room.
Laying his body on the bed, for a moment his mind floated thinking of his mother who had not yet returned home. I don't know why there was such an unpleasant and disturbing feeling when he remembered his mother.
"May you be well" he murmured.
No drowsiness came, slowly his eyes closed and he fell asleep leaving a burden of mind that did not know why.
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"Where are you going, mbak?" asked Rahimah to Madinah and Indah when they finished praying at the Mosque, they hurriedly rose from their seats to leave.
"You go to the kitchen, soon the santri will have lunch .. so we'll share their lunch." Sahut Indah holds her face and her alphabet.
"Well come, ma'am? Let me help you," said Rahimah volunteered to help.
"By, come ..." between Medina.
Rahimah also asked permission to Ustadzah Habibah to go to the kitchen, so that it could help Madinah and Indah. Ustadzah Habibah advised Rahimah, if Rahimah seeks him .. then he is in the room of Ustadz Rashid who is directly in Rahimah.
When they left the mosque and walked to the kitchen at the boarding school, they had a casual conversation.
"Sadly, well, we can not see the person who said the Shahadah earlier, our country sat the last." lamented Medina.
"Yes ... uh, but there's still a chance we can see him," said Indah making the two people beside her stare at her confusedly.
"Possibly, what are the possibilities?" ask Madinah.
"Yes make a look at him, said Mas Rashid ... is the guest right? Surely he will also come to eat with us," said Indah who was nodding Rahimah and Madinah.
The womb is silent while listening to them as it goes on, with absolutely no intention of chiming in on what it is talking about someone who has just become a mu'alaf.
They continued to walk until they arrived at the kitchen of the boarding school, upon arrival in the kitchen they rushed to prepare food for the santri sons and daughters they cooked earlier.
There is also Ustadzah Balqis and Ustadzah Aysun who helped cook some of the dishes mentioned, because the santri are quite a lot so they share the cooking task. The food was divided into two parts, one for the princess and one for the son santri.
After that there will be someone who comes to take food part santri son, so in the kitchen it is only special for santri princess.
One by one the princess santri arrived, some senior santri also helped share their lunch. Because someone helped, Rahimah, Indah and Madinah also worked on another. Such as preparing food for themselves, Ustadz, and Kyai at the dining table that is specifically for the Ustadz. The table was divided into two parts, for the Ustadz and Ustadzah.
After the senior santri helped the others, they also took part in the meal and went to join the special hall for the santri to eat together.
"All the food is ready, now just call the Ustadz aja again," exclaimed Medina.
"Let me call," said the Grace.
"In Ustadz Rashid's room, right?" ask the Rahimah again.
"Yes in Mas Rashid's room" said his wife, the other one was Beautiful.
Rahimah nodded her head, then went from the dining room to the Ustadz Rashid room.
Of course Rahimah knows which room Ustadz Rashid, because earlier when he first came to this boarding school he was first invited to stop by the room by Ustazah Habibah.
From the ignorance Rahimah was able to see the room, at first glance there were many people in it because the door was wide open, the closer he could hear people who were laughing.
Upon arrival in the room Rahimah immediately said hello.
"Assalamualaikum," said Rahimah from the door to see the many people in the room were sitting together, making everyone turn to him while saying.
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Now that Cristian has officially become a mu'alaf and also his name has changed to Abdar Bariq, somehow his heart feels so calm and very relieved.
The anxiety that had come when he was about to say the Shahadah, immediately disappeared when his mouth said the sentence.
He also smiled with unrelenting relief, Ustadz Rashid also gave him advice so that he immediately learned hijaiyah letters so that he could quickly teach. He nodded in understanding, from now on he will look for teachers to teach around his house.
"Congratulations bro," said Adit sincerely patting his shoulder slowly.
Cristian just smiled in response, he could see if Adit was happy for a little change, his prayers hopefully in the future he can be better than now.
"Now this is official, so mu'alaf ... the name is also changed, what good we call the name lo?" tanya Adit frowned, while rubbing his chin a thought mark.
Currently they are sitting gathered in the room Ustadz Rashid, actually Cristian/Abdar Bariq wants to go straight home, but held by Ustaz Rashid.
Ustaz Rashid wanted to take him to lunch together, to appreciate the people who have contributed in helping the change of religion and also his name, he agreed.
There was also not only them, there was also Ustadz Roy husband of Ustadzah Medina. Ustadz Abas husband of Ustadzah Balqis, Ustadz Adnan husband of Ustadzah Aysun and Ustadz Abizar. Also Ustadzah Badawiya, she was the wife of the deceased pesantren owner and mother of Ustadz Rashid and Ustadzah of Madinah, as well as the sister-in-law of the alm.husband Ustadzah Habibah.
Also an invited guest of Kyai Shaykh Muhammad Hidayat, he was present at every weekly regular study event.
"Where, if Bariq's brother," said Maryam.
"Abdar is good too" Adit said.
"How good are you guys," he said also confused.
"Om Abdar is good, ehhh .. om Bariq is also good," Intan said while thinking.
"Kan, Intan is also confused about the choice?" adit's teasing made the others laugh.
"Om Tian was the one who chose .. upssss," Intan immediately shut his mouth as he realized that he had called his Om's old name.
"Yes Om, Abdar," Intan exclaimed with a big smile.
"OK, Abdar ..." said Adit as well.
"Okay Brother, Abdar," cried Maryam did not want to lose.
Instantly they laughed together and returned to talking, but suddenly their conversation stopped because of someone's arrival.
"Assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," compact everyone also replied while turning to the direction of the voice.
"Imah, here come in son," Ustadzah Habibah waved his hand, so that he would approach immediately.
For the sake of appreciating Ustadzah Habibah, with a sigh Rahimah walked in while slightly bowing her head without daring to look at the people who were there.
Meanwhile, someone stared at him with an indescribable look, watching him walk into the room until he sat near Ustadzah Habibah and Ustadzah Badawiya.
"Everyone, introduce this Rahimah .. she has been considered like a mother's own child," said Ustadzah Habibah introduced Rahimah.
The womb pocketed both hands in front of the d**a, nodding slightly at the head. He didn't even look at those people, his eyes were looking down.
Abdar took a look at Rahimah's face, asking her if she was the one he had hurt ten years ago. He does not remember the woman's face, but when he asked the woman's data on Tomi ... there was tucked a piece of photo similar to this woman before him.
His heart trembled violently, once he had told Tomi to look for the existence of this woman, so that he could provide compensation money. But when he met in person, he felt nervous and embarrassed.
Deep down, there was regret and guilt in the womb. Whether he can apologize directly, really Abdar never thought would be found in these circumstances, what else he had been bad to think of women, especially on the womb.
But when he decided to become a mu'alaf, he tried to think rationally. Like her sister who can maintain the honor of herself even for the sake of her husband, although her husband's family does not like her .. except Adit, her sister-in-law, but her sister still survive until her husband died.
What else when he pondered when he remembered the red patches left in the part of his grave object. It was already signifying that he had taken his virginity.
Suddenly fear attacked him, now he became afraid .. whether it could later hinder his refinement into a mu'alaf.
"Have married, aren't you? If not, it is legal for Ustadz Abizar to sign up" Ustadz Abas teased.
The words of Ustadz Abas disperse Abdar's daydream, he took a quick glance at Ustadz Abas and glanced back at Rahimah. Rahimah was not aware of Abdar's presence, as she did not intend to pay attention to those who were quite numerous.
Others just silently watched the womb that was being seduced. Semantara Ustadz Abizar only smiled because of his colleague's teacher, he had often become a bully.
"It just so happens that this one-child widow, she was already widowed while pregnant" explained Ustadzah Habibah smiling at Rahimah who looked at her as if saying Rahimah did not like this discussion.
"It does not matter if this deck of Imah is a widow and child, which is important .. now there is no partner," Ustadz Adnan said.
"Yes, his son Dek Imah was included bonus, so do not bother making children. How old is your child?" timbal Ustadz Roy's.
"It was only a few months ago that nine years even," said Ustadzah Habibah.
Rahimah now really does not like to hear talk about her personal problems.
"I'm sorry before .. I'm here to tell you that lunch is ready. So for everyone, please go to the dining room to eat together," said Rahimah politely.
"Then excuse me first, Assalamualaikum," said Rahimah bowed condolently.
"Then let's have lunch first" Ustadzah Badawiya said, ending the conversation, they all moved from their seats to follow the Rahimah who had already left the room.
Abdar walked gontai following the Ustadz in front of him, he was curious about the life of Rahimah who was a widow and had one child, he even walked the last behind his friends, sister and nephew.
"What happened that night, he married someone?"
"Did her husband divorce her, knowing that he was no longer a virgin?"
"While he took the crown, never thought what about the woman's life after the events of the night ...."
Abdar continued to monologue to himself, his mind drifting on the life of Rahimah all this time after the incident he accidentally.
Arriving in the dining room, Rahimah immediately busied herself helping others. As he looked at the Ustadz and Ustadzah who were close to the dining room, he rushed to the kitchen to wash the dirty dishes.
"Where are you going?" prevent Medina.
"You go back, wash the dirty dishes." The word of the Worship is about to pass quickly, he does not want to hear anymore such temptations and ends with his self-expression.
"Eehh eehhh, why now? Let's wash the dishes later, now we eat first," again Medina prevents it.
"No mbak, I'll just explain it .. because it's still good, let's just eat it last." Reject the smooth womb.
"Are you full?" ask Medina who does not want to force it.
"Yes, I'll be the last one" Rahimah said.
"Well, did we eat first?" finally, Rahimah can leave the dining room.
Everyone sat in every seat, with Abdar sneaking a glance at the group of women about five meters from his desk.
He wants to see the womb, for life this is the first thing he does. It turns out that not only Abdar who stole a glance, Abizar also glanced to find the whereabouts of Rahimah, who had been caught by Abdar. Making Abdar grunt annoyed, somehow he felt dislike when someone noticed Rahimah besides himself.
The feelings that Abdar feels today are difficult to interpret, either because of regret or because of pity or also curious when he hears the widowed Grace.
"Hey bro, do you like that widow?" adit whispered made him flinch in shock.
"Ngaco lo, who likes him too," Abdar also whispered, he glanced at Adit at a glance. He thought, it seems Adit does not remember about Rahimah, used to be ten years ago Adit also had time to see the identity of the woman who had Abdar bedi.
Found Adit who does not remember making a little heart calm, back to glance at the group of women, does Rahimah still remember him? Do'a hope Rahimah doesn't recognize him, and he can approach apologizing little by little.
"Say I don't like it? But those eyes, why did you steal a look at that?" whispered Adit again, pointing with the tail of his eyes.
"Be quiet, this is none of your business" Abdar said grumbling in whispers. Adit sneered at her, then slightly smiled glancing at Abdar.
"Let's all, please enjoy the lunch," Ustadz Rasyid said after finishing leading the do'a meal.
Everyone ate silently, no one making a sound until lunch was over. Adit invites Abdar to go home now, which he agrees with. Indeed it is time for them to go home, later he will find the address of the Rahimah.
One clue that he must have known, Rahimah knows well with Ustadzah Habibah who is not a teacher teaching from his sister, it has given him a way so that he can know the place of Rahimah's residence.
Until Abdar came home, in the way of his mind did not escape from a woman he had just met with close range, after the incident.
"Is he being pursued by sin from the past?" thought Abdar
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