Selebgram Insaf For The Solehah
Chapter 58

A few hours ago...

A man with a t-shirt plus training pants is working on his job in a special room devoted to servicing electronic objects.

Like a printer, laptop, or computer. The young man with thick enough glasses has indeed been working as a teacher at one of the State High Schools since one year.

However, in addition, he also has a side job related to his hobby of tinkering with electronics. Starting from some of his close friends to many students, students, teachers and even lecturers even recognize his ability as a reliable service worker.

And who would have thought, from that fondness apparently able to add his savings coffers. Because it is also a figure of a man with a thin beard can lecture S1. Not satisfied with his S1 degree. He was also saving for the preparation of his second Strata. Even if you can continue to S3. Because the young man also loved to study.

Highlight his eyes appear to focus on the components of the colorful cable in front of him, along with solder in the right hand. The man who was often in Sapa Ilyas was unmoved. Until a voice call from the flat object disperse its focus.

"Astaghfirullah al'azim..." The man shook his head, taking off the pen that felt pulling the veins of his nape. Already since the magrib was finished, he held a laptop owned by his colleagues seprofesi. Even Adhan Isya has been passed since fifteen minutes ago.

He took the device from a distance that was still affordable by his left hand. The man read someone's name, then the voice of the phone call died. Because it's been unaccepted for too long.

Triiiii.... One message Chat in. The young man pressed the frame on the middle of his glasses. Squinting and reading from a locked screen.

[Assalamualaikum, Yas! Antum has a three-pcs cooling pad stock, right? If there is something that can be sent now to Bekasi? Noah, waiting for his reply.]

The man then replied, if tonight he was not able to COD anywhere. Because his work is still a lot. If it can be sent tomorrow as well as attending a landing activity near there.

After completing his reply, Ilyas intended to perform his mandatory worship as a Muslim. However, his hand stopped putting the phone on the table when he found an unknown number sending him a chat message.

Before switching to a private Chat room from a number that has not been named. Ilyas could already read the greeting. And return greetings with lips. Ilyas out of the green chat application, he thought it was better later when he had a new prayer he replied.

"Most people want service, or ask questions about computer components–" he murmured while putting the flat object back on the table. His right hand holds the peci round and attaches it to the head. Then breezed away, out of his study.

A few minutes later, he came back. The face that still shows the remnants of the wudu looks cool. Go back into the workroom. After praying as well as stretching, his body felt much fresher. Ready to continue his work again.

Before that, Ilyas remembered the last message. Until he made him re-appreciate his flat objects. Not yet opened, he was immediately stunned by the latest message.

(Jude Qonniah.) That last message was probably the way Qonni introduced himself.

"MashaAllah, Ayudia? That's Ayudia, isn't it?" In a hurry he opens a chat message from the girl he admired while still a student.

[Assalamualaikum, Ma.]

[Sorry to interrupt the time. I hear, Mas used to provide tools for office electronics. Approximately, there are Asus brand laptop batteries, right?]

That was roughly the content of his message, which continued in long negotiations. Though Qonni only asked tomorrow, but the man did not answer and was suddenly in front of the house. Orders cooling pad previously also, suddenly immediately he was able to be in between mumpung still in the same direction.

After dropping off, the bespectacled man plus curly hair covered in a BOGO helmet brown color continued the journey home with a feeling of pleasure. He had a hunch after chatting with Father Qonni that his net would be easy. His father was kind and welcome. Really make him optimistic to be able to make the girl as his life partner.

🍂 🍂 🍂

The new school year is a busy time for teachers. Including Safa who incidentally is a tenth grade guardian. Of course he will meet the faces of the newly graduated junior high school. Introduce an atmosphere that will be different from their previous school.

That day, he passed one by one students and students to get to know their names. And he is grateful, most of them are active children. Safa also immediately held elections to fill the organizational structure in the class.

In the selection of several students to be made class president, vice, secretary, treasurer and so forth.

This is the day of introduction, so there has been no lesson for them yet. And the school went home faster than normal when studying at the school.

Triiiii... A message from M-banking. Safa glared when reading it. An abnormal nominal goes into his account. The girl is still not used to it, with money that is routinely sent by Afin Anka every month. Nah! it doesn't seem to have changed months. But the man sent me some more money.

It can't be in the barin, anyway. Safa tried to call her husband but the man did not pick up.

"Yes, it is. Later at home. Maybe you're busy." Get the device back in the bag. The woman who still wears a khaki color uniform is back in focus with her work.

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Elsewhere ...

The gloomy atmosphere enveloped the place that if at a glance very uncomfortable to live in. A tall and fat man, with tattoos all over his body, was drinking in a bottle he was holding.

His other hand typed a flat-screen computer keyboard. Several times trying to log in on almost all Afin accounts, the man always failed.

"YARRRGGGHHH!" The man groaned as he threw the illicit drinking bottle.

Inside a slightly damp, dark and messy room. It was even more like an empty warehouse in the middle of a forest. The man is still hiding, since the last case he thought was closed was actually open again. It's even worse because he gets additional legal customers about drug abuse.

"Deek! You're a real jerk, Fin. Now everything is not accessible. Hiiik! Even the account ... who had taken over the cave was back he held. Goddamnit! You're really looking to die. I want to get rid of the cave in Lo's life. You nut forgot the skin! Hiiik!" The man who wasn't wearing the top kept on snatching.

His staggering body from heavy drunkenness was still trying to get up. Looking for another drink, even though he had hiccups. Raise one bottle each lying on the floor, and shake it. Looking for the one still filled. However, all the bottles he had in the house were empty.

"Aaaaaargh! BECAUSE OF THE FUCKING BABY SUGAR. THE CAVE HAS NO MONEY!!" The man kicked all the bottles out of frustration. "Deek! The cave must find Afin. Anywhere... Hiiiik! the way..the cave has to get out of here to find him. The cave has to go out again... AFIII! You see it later!!"