Smart Boy Child Maker Khamar
Adhan Race Training

“Han.. You are not anything ‘kan” Zia come ask. Hoping that the suspicions of the upperclassmen would subside. Handoko just let out a thumping sound like people were holding a cough.

“You are being colonized by your friends who are out here huh. Just tell me if it is. You don't have to be afraid anymore. There we are. Come on, just get out” connect that upperclassman.

Handoko. Her voice raspy. “Iya brother, so can't talk.. please..”.

“Part you directly in the gas, shouting loudly. The name of the exercise ‘kan should slowly yes kak” cut Zia, divert the conversation.

“Iya. needs time to be able to scream loudly. Like a muscle training athlete Just” replied upperclassman. “Nothing, later your voice will come back again. Just a lot of drinking

“This brother was once the champion of the Adzan race huh? Kok seems to understand a lot about the training of Adzan” sambar Ali, trying to maintain the conversation about Adzan.

“Oh.. last year ‘Kan he champion for the 4.5 and 6 classes. Yesterday as our school representative for the district competition. What champion did you win yesterday?” timpal's brother is curious.

“Ah, never mind, no need to discuss! Yes, I don't have a champion. Satisfied you? But ‘kan at least I have never participated in the race in the district. You can what?” reply friend.

“Ih, why join the race if only to lose. Waste energy. Mana put on scolded neighbors again. Ha .. Ha. ha” this time the curious upperclassman laughed back at his friend.

“Yes, I don't think about it. My neighbor is Islam! But I became senewen because I heard Adzan.

Nah.. Yes, if you want to practice the Adhan, you can go to the Provincial Garden. So no one gets angry because of your voice.” Send your upperclassmen to Ali and Zia. It worked! Thought Ali. They don't suspect anymore. But how to make them leave immediately.

“What class are you in? Kok has not yet entered the class also” asked the curious upperclassman earlier. Ali and Zia were tired of the question. But still, every time the question was thrown, they did not have a steady answer.

“Iya. This we want to go to class” replied Zia. “Come Han! Chivy. We will be training again in the provincial garden. Let's all practice rhythm” continued while facing the door of the room, while avoiding the gaze of the upperclassmen. Fearing his face made all these lies come to light.

For a moment, Ali's heart was filled with emotion because of Handoko's response. Although he did not see his face directly, but from his voice, Ali could feel the happiness of Handoko after hearing the possibility he could still be with Ali and Zia again later for Adhan training. Masyaallaah, that's how you, Han. For years I had no friends. To the extent that the possibility of spending time with friends alone makes you very happy. Though new possibilities.

“Tuh ‘kan. There's nothing. We're back in class. Then why also ‘sih you until invite me back here again? just to find out why they're screaming? When did your bad habits change. It's a pleasure to interfere in the affairs of the people of” said big brother champion Adzan as he turned towards the toilet door.

“It is precisely your kayaks who make the world doomsday fast. I don't care anymore about the cry of people asking for help. Though ‘kan we should Amar ma’ruf nahi munkar” reply uang class who are curious. While walking after his friend.

“Iya sis! it was asking for help” said Handoko from behind the room. Athaghfirullah! Ali muttered in his heart. Wasn't enough trouble today. A handoko! Why don't you just die!

“Apaan ‘sih Han's. Just shut up. If you don't stop talking! The vow! I'm tamahin! ” hiss Zia whisper. “But ‘kan brother was once her eggs with oil, who knows she can help” said Handoko also whispered.

“Tuh.. ‘kan. I didn't hear wrong” said upperclassman. He started to turn around. Ali had to think of a new story, a new lie. But the annoyance in Ali's heart made it hard for his brain to think.

“No! It's nothing” sahut Ali.

“I'm the same Zia did not know the Adzan's big brother. But it seems like Handoko knows the voice of the elder sister. So Handoko called my sister to ask if my sister would be willing to train Handoko. Only brother hunted out before Handoko finished. So he asked us to call brother.” On the one hand Ali himself was also stunned by how quickly his brain could compose a lie. But on the other hand he was worried that this was becoming a habit.

“Let's go, Han. Cook for help like that in the toilet. We'll go to her sister's class. Sister in which class ya” timpal Zia. The adzan champion's brother turned around. Then walk again towards Ali and Zia. Wretch! Are the words licking Zia earlier too exaggerated.

“Eko. Call me brother Eko. From class 6 Jannatul Firdaus C” he said with a proud smile. “You see ‘kan On! Nothing is in vain. I may not have won the county race yesterday. But maybe it is my destiny to help them become champions” Eko told Aldi. “Later we can set the training schedule.”

“Ah.. already. Just talk later. Let them meet you directly. Now we have to get back to class. Later hit by law loh” cut Aldi. Her curiosity had already lost to the disgust of seeing her friend better than her. Half-dragging Eko's hand, Aldi walked out the toilet.

Ali and Zia were silent for a moment. But their ears are watchful, making sure they don't come back. Finally, it seems like this time it really is over, Ali thought.