Teach Me (Naina)
Chapter 20

The Prophet said:

"The strong man is not the one who often wins fights, but the strong man is the one who is able to control his desires when angry."

(Muttafaq 'alaih).

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A man sits on the porch of a house, waiting for the arrival of his men. Three motorcycles stopped in front of the man. He lit a cigarette in his hand, sucked it and breathed the smoke into the air.

His eyes sharply glanced at the three people who were now standing with fear. Their hands were clinging to the front of the body, their heads lowered deeply. Shaky legs are barely able to hold the weight of the body.

"Where? You guys did tell me what I told you, didn't you?" he started blowing cigarette smoke towards them.

"Already, Boss," replied one of them slightly quivering.

The man's lips flashed a cynical smile, imagining what he had planned to succeed.

"Then, where did you throw away his services?" the question again is still not moving from his original sitting position.

They were nudging each other, none of them wanted to answer the second question from their boss.

"Why are you quiet? Go, answer! I want to know how that young man is doing?" He squinted at the three.

Directly their hearts feel anxious. Confused to find answers.

"We're not going to dispose of the body, boss. Because all of a sudden there are a lot of people coming," let one of them lie.

The other two widened their eyes, not believing there would be a false scenario in their work. He laughed, then kicked the table. One eye was in front of them.

"Stupid! What if they report the police continue to search for the culprit! You guys are so stupid!" hardiknya while slapping in the faces of the three people.

The face that had previously had a bruise mark left by Alfin, was increasingly throbbing pain due to the slap. They held each other's cheeks, rubbing them so that the pain would immediately go away.

"Ma-sorry, Boss. We panicked, we were also afraid of getting caught by the people. That's why we left and didn't have time to dump the body." He trembled nervously, as well as fearing that his lies were known to that person.

Moreover, his two colleagues who were just silent seemed to give up all matters only to him one.

The man growled, clenching both hands holding back emotions. Looking at the three people he thought were useless.

"I don't want to know how the police didn't know what happened tonight. You must disappear from this city tonight!" clearly, they do not want to be denied.

As the three people raised their faces, their hearts cheered cheerfully. That's what they want, according to his orders then, they will gladly leave. After receiving payment.

Oh, what a sneak!

However, they would rather pretend to be reluctant to leave. Swaying before him with body movements that showed anxiety.

"This is your pay!" He slammed a fairly thick envelope on the table.

Their eyes twinkled, but none of the three men dared to take it. They stay down, wait for what?

"Why? Go, fetch! And get out of here tonight!" his word was quite harsh, but they were still unmoved, afraid to take the money.

The man clucked, knowing what they wanted.

"An amateur criminal, always asking for more wages when work is also not right," he grumbled as he pulled a red sheet out of his pocket.

"It's me adding, but you guys have to disappear from this town. Go quickly!" he said after slamming the money on the envelope.

They sparkled even more, hurriedly took the money and put it in the jacket they were wearing.

He smiled with satisfaction, no more rivals in fighting over Naina's love. He is the only one, and he will be the winner.

Well, he's Anton, Naina's manager at the store. For the sake of getting what he wanted, willing to commit a crime without dirtying his hands.

"That's the result of opposing me. You want to mess with me when you don't know who I am?" He smiled cynically, throwing away cigarette butts as he turned to enter his house.

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After the incident that night, Alfin spent more time in the mosque. Teaching, praying, teaching children to learn to read the Qur'an. And other things too. I hardly ever go except to the bathroom. Fasting from Monday and Thursday, intended to abort the sins he had committed.

Naina constantly stared at the mosque throughout her work. Looking around for Alfin's figure who disappeared after sending him a message to leave for a while.

"Why, anyway? How, concerned about the Mulu mosque?" reprimand Vita who has just arrived and is surprised at Naina who always looks at the building opposite the store.

"Vit, do you know the marbot in that mosque?" naina asked him to start finding out about Alfin.

"Why indeed? Don't tell me you have a crush on him?" exclaim Vita almost with a shrill voice.

Naina smothers her mouth, asking her not to be noisy.

"Not so, he hasn't been seen in a few days. Do you know where his house is?" naina asked after releasing her hand from Vita's mouth.

The adult woman frowned, noticing Naina's sad face line that looked luminous.

"I don't know. Aren't you the one who helps her every Friday?" Vita asked back.

Naina sighed heavily, that was her negligence. He never asked where the young man's house was. He looked down sad, even just let him know through the message Alfin did not do it.

"Try coming to the mosque, ask the people there. Maybe you know," suggested Vita who felt sorry for Naina.

The girl raised her face, smilingly taking advice from him.

"Thank you, yeah."

"Yes, it's there. It's my turn to take care of it, "push Vita while shaking her hand and ask Naina to leave the cashier.

"Eh, Nai. By the way, the boss hasn't been in in a few days, has he? You know why?" asked Vita was astonished by her superior.

Naina shook her shoulders and replied, "I don't know. I'm just shitting." Naina bawled through the shelves before heading home.

While in the mosque, Alfin solemnly meditated on the expanse of prayer, crying regretting the sins he had committed. Until the ringing of his phone rang, Alfin saw who was calling.

There were many messages coming in from Naina, but none of them returned. He frowned, ending the cry when reading the name of the caller.

"Yes, umi. Assalamu'alaikum!" he pretends he's not feeling well.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam's chat. Are you sick, Fin? Your voice is like that of a mind," asked the woman called Alfin as umi from across the phone.

"Yes, Mi. Another cold. What was? Tumben call Alfin?" asked the young man while playing the prayer beads in hand.

"You can go home first, can't you? There's something Abi wants with Umi bullshit."

Alfin pondered, if his parents ask him to come home, there is definitely something important to talk about.

"Where, son?" The woman's voice was heard again.

"Yes, Umi. Alfin' home."