Rahman Bin Rahimah
CHAPTER 42

The twilight sky had begun to show itself from its hiding, it did not feel that day would soon be replaced by night.

Now Abdar is always excited if it is related to worship, if the first time Adit must wait for Abdar to prepare to go to the Mosque.

Not because Adit who arrived late, not .. but indeed Abdar who prepared earlier than usual. Until he feels what Adit feels if it is waiting for him, boring and saturated are the right words to describe his feelings.

Wanted to be angry, but it was his own fault for not telling Adit that he was ready.

But even if he also said it was ready, still the time of prayer magrib has not started because the clock has just shown 16:45, he said, it may still be a few minutes later Adit will come because usually Adit comes between 17:10 and leaves at 17:30, if the traffic jam arrives at the mosque not long immediately pray. Abdar just sighed.

"Wiihh, is Dar ready?" suddenly Intan came to him and sat in the living room in a different safo.

Diverting his attention from the HP in his hand to Intan for a moment, then glancing back at his HP while muttering.

"What's the problem?" which is still heard by Intan.

"No dong, good in fact! Usually this hour Om Dar just came home from work, but now it's ready. So rich, gimaanaaa is that."

Abdar smiled faintly at Intan who spoke like an adult, that's because the influence of Maryam who always lectured him in front of Intan made the nephew almost imitate the behavior of his sister but immediately the smile disappeared when he realized something that disturbed his hearing

"Om Dar, um Darr ... Om Abdar," he was upset that his nephew called him Dar.

"Well, it doesn't make any difference this time? It's still called Om Dar" Intan casually opened the cake toptes on the table.

Abdar glared, his nephew was very difficult to set his name. But instead of being afraid Intan even grinned before eating a pineapple round cake in it.

Snorting annoyed at the row of white teeth Intan, he again checked his work through HP to fill free time waiting for Adit.

They had already agreed after the Ashar prayer that Adit would come to pick him up, not that Abdar can not go alone, only that he is afraid to make mistakes while worshiping so it's good he went with Adit to easily ask something first that he might not know about the new religion then do it and Adit also does not mind telling what he knows.

"Om Dar, you're learning tomorrow, right?" intan's voice again airs in the room, but with a mouth full of food.

"Hemmm," said Abdar muttering lazily.

"Tomorrow also njai lo!" intan said in between his mouth.

"Indeed you usually also najai'kan with your mama?" sahut without glancing, Abdar tried to eliminate boredom with the existence of Intan although sometimes irritated and upset.

"But mama said, if tomorrow there is a teacher ... Intan njai was the same teacher," stared at Intan with a frown.

"Why could that be? Not that your mom nyari'in naji teacher to Om ...? Why are you going to teach tomorrow?" Abdar felt strange with the talk of Intan.

"Maybe out of Intan, just teach Om Dar," he said as he took the nastar cake and put it in his mouth, continuing to chew without caring around.

"Ish, why don't you just teach your mom?" Abdar clearly disagreed if he had to wait his turn.

"Mama said, it's better to teach him as a real teacher .. so tomorrow to teach him just like a teacher," said Intan with legs up and down into the air alternately casually.

"Yes .., tomorrow Om used to teach your turn," he said.

"No, Intan used to dong .. new Om Dar's turn." Intan Reply.

"Om first ... new you," Abdar refused to agree.

"Young first, new old." keukeu Intan.

Unknowingly Abdar has been speeding up with Intan, if the men in his office see that he is speeding with small children they will surely be flabbergasted. Because all they know is that the boss is cold and doesn't talk much.

Somehow now-now Abdar really likes to argue with Intan, maybe because Abdar found little Maryam in her body Intan.

"Have you, the younger one who has to give up." Abdar began to care for Intan.

"Young first dong ..." by affirming his back Intan looked at Abdar annoyed.

Not wanting to lose to Abdar's nephew also sat firmly, staring back at Intan.

"The old one ...."

"Om who is afraid."

"You're the one who's losing!"

"Nr ...."

"You ...."

"Nr ...."

"You ...."

The debate between the two halted upon Maryam's arrival.

"What's wrong?" Both did not answer.

Abdar pointed one hand with his index and middle fingers to his eyes and to Intan's eyes. With eyes that are equally glaring.

"Why the hell?" Mary sees the two in turn.

"Why not." This time both of them were sad.

Abdar was again busy with HP in his hands as well as Intan, he was busy eating cakes again.

Maryam was astonished by the two being compact, "Honey ... What's the matter?" maryam whispered to find out but Intan just shook her head while chewing her food.

Maryam snorted annoyed at not knowing the speed of the two, when she had approached very clearly to hear Brother and his son who said 'Om-you' but when asked no one told me.

Maryam had already opened her mouth to complain to the two, but yet her voice came out another voice that came closer instantly got their attention.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Sahut all three in unison.

"Tumben, are you ready?" Abdar immediately stood up and moved as Adit approached.

"Come," asked Abdar while saving HP make Adit turn the bow, but Abdar turned back when it was two steps and Adit realized that he also turned around.

"Sister left first," said Abdar greeted Maryam who was immediately welcomed by his sister.

When Intan experienced it, they seemed like nothing had happened.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Get into his sports car driven by Adit. Slowly the car left the large yard.

"Gue almost forgot, you want to make a thank you not in the upper office changed religion with the name loe? No one in the office knew it was changed!" adit said while holding the wheel.

Abdar fixed the white peci that covered part of his hair before replying.

"No need, just let it be first .. wait until I can pay a salary first just for thanksgivings all together."

"Is it not late?" Adit glanced at Abdar at a glance then refocused on looking at the road ahead.

"No problem, I haven't been able to mastiin."

"But will you tell the employees that your name has been changed?"

"Not knowing me, look at it later." Adit nodded his head in understanding.

"The same files KK and KTP lo have been replaced cave, this afternoon taroh cave in the office." Abdar nodded.

Arriving in the courtyard of the mosque, iqomah was already reverberating. This time Adit to the parking lot, they immediately get off when the car is perfectly parked.

Heading beside the mosque to take whudu. Short queue because people who are also berwhudu lumanyan a lot.

Entering the mosque Abdar saw a child who had helped him yesterday. He was rather curious about the face that was a little similar to him, although not obvious but there was indeed a resemblance.

Rahman took the shaf in the first row near the far right. Adit also entered the first row, only two people from Rahman but not with Abdar he chose right behind Adit because he was afraid of being wrong if he came to the front.

A priest asked his aunt to straighten and close his shaf. Then calling for adzan magrib afterwards to pray three raka'at.

After the greeting of the priest leading the do'a in the amini of the worshipers, then shaking hands with each other to build friendship.

Abdar flinched as Rahman called him out, thinking Rahman did not recognize him and now the boy reached out to shake hands with him.

Smiling while welcoming Rahman's hand, his heart trembled as Rahman kissed the back of his hand.

Some of the pilgrims left and some settled, Abdar and Adit chose to stay until the time of prayer isya arrived. Some people use their free time for the tadarus and there is also praying as well as Rahman.

Actually Abdar wanted to teach with others, but the lack of knowledge about hijaiyah letters made him stop to participate. So he just sat next to Adit who taught in his own corner, followed by listening to what Adit read.

Though it could have been if Abdar wanted to ask to be taught to teach to Adit but the advice of Maryam should teach with the teacher alone is better, even though that is what Maryam said ... sometimes Adit also told Abdar about the letters he read.

Almost an hour they waited, the time for prayer finally arrived. Adit decided to take whudu with some other pilgrims, Abdar tailed behind Adit until his turn.

The pilgrims who had gone home had also arrived.

Not much different from the magrib prayer earlier, only adding one raka'at and Abdar already understood it so he did not ask Adit again.

Abdar first left the mosque when he finished praying and shaking hands, he accidentally returned to meet Rahman on the terrace while waiting for Adit.

"Will Abdar cross again?" rahman asked as he walked to his own place.

"No, the car's parked there." Rahman followed Abdar's direction, leading to a flashy, luxurious sports car.

Rahman nodded in understanding. "Are you going home now?" Abdar.

"Om coming here with a friend, he went to the toilet."

"What is needed in Temanin?"

"If you don't mind?"

"Not at all," they chose to sit on the very end of the stairs so as not to disturb others who passed by and were about to go home.

"Rahman ..." The person called turned his head.

"What's up, om?"

"Are you just alone with, your mama?"

"Why do you know?" Abdar was a little confused to answer it, it is impossible'kan he admitted that he had found out about the Rahimah which is none other than his mother.

"Emm .. that .., when you go to your house, see you'll only eat together!" fortunately Abdar remembered his visit yesterday.

"Yes, om .. we just stayed together ..!!"

"Have you two been together for a long time?" Abdar is increasingly intrigued to ask more about Rahman's personal matters.

"Witha too, we used to live three times in Bandung om," Abdar recalled the reports of his men who said that Rahimah was a transfer from Bandung.

"Who?" he became curious.

"Father grandpa!" answer Rahman.

"Then, your father?" the question escaped from Abdar's mouth. He did not catch the look on Rahman's face that changed slightly when asked about his father.

"From childhood I had no father," Abdar cursed himself in his heart, forgetting that Ustadzah Habibah once said this when introducing Rahimah when that day.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you" Abdar said.

"That's okay, Rahman is used to it. It's often asked richly that's the same people my father never saw." Abdar felt sorry to hear it.

"Usually if there is mbak Eve, he must be the same person who asks rich. My mother said my mother was an orphan."

"Here apparently?" hearing that someone was talking, they immediately turned their heads.

"Gue nyari'in from earlier. Loh .. You're the kid who was near the prayer?"

Rahman nodded, actually Rahman remembered very well with Adit who when they had worked together.

"Wait a minute" Adit saw Rahman and Abdar alternately, he remembered something.

"You used to come with that, Candra sir, right?" Rahman smiled at the question.

"Om, remember too?" from that question can be concluded if Rahman first realized it.

"So really, you're the same Mr Candra? If it's not wrong, Rahman isn't ...?" Rahman nodded.

Abdar who did not understand became confused. "Do you know each other?" Adit and Rahman are familiar.

"Remember Candra, right?" Adit answered with a question.

Shut up for a moment before answering the thinking sign, Abdar nodded. "Sir Candra who helped us in the hacker's problem?" he was looking for certainty as to what the man was.

"Yes, that guy. Coincidentally during the meeting with him, Rahman also joined. He's Candra's protege." Appoint Adit.

"When do I want to go home? My mother's father was waiting" Rahman stood up, followed by Abdar, and Rahman went straight home.

"Lo feel no? If Rahman's face looks the same as yours?" Abdar stopped his movement who was about to open the car door, realized when the car door was closed by Adit.

"So you, do you think he looks like me?" He looked at Adit as Abdar sat down.

"Yes, pretty similar. Not only was it a resemblance to the same child lo, the fact that the cave knew .. he was allergic to shrimp," Abdar blinked his eyes, he was astonished to hear that.

"Who's curious about his mother, about who? How can it be allergic." Abdar was silent, he could not say anything.

"What don't-jangaann?"

"Don't-don't what?" abdar asked with his furrowed forehead.

Tilting his body slightly to face Abdar, they did not leave the parking lot even though it was quite quiet.

"Don't you, Rahman's mother ... The girl who used to sleep with you?" Abdar was defeated to hear Adit's very precise conjecture, he gulped with difficulty.

"Why do you think about it?" Abdar tried to act ordinary, but in his heart there was a little nervous.

"Yes, who knows the girl was pregnant when she slept together lo. .. and Rahman was born." Adit said as he fixed his seat and turned on the car and left the courtyard of the mosque.

Abdar thought hard to absorb the words from Adit, he remembered about his conversation with Maryam when they were discussing about a criminal case that one TV station reported the rapist case**n.

Is there any possibility that Adit and Maryam are now happening to him without him knowing at all?

Along the way Abdar was busy with his thoughts, he was still hard to believe. He had also prepared a plan to get certainty from all these assumptions.

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