The Golden Voice
PINK GOLDEN 10

Bude Samiah enveloped Noah very tightly, completely wrapped like a bolster I thought.

"Sir e, do we need to take medicine?"

"What's the fat guy want? Nuha never wanted to take Buk e medicine", replied Roso while squeezing a compress cloth.

"So, here's the compress"

I saw Bude Samiah take care of Noah so seriously, Mr. Roso did too. I went out of the room and waited for him in the kitchen.

"Mothers.. Mister.."

"Neng Nuha, this is Bude Neng" Samiah said as he held tightly to his palm.

"Mothers.. Mister.."

"Calm Neng, Neng Nuha has nothing to worry about. This is Bude here, accompanying you"

"Mothers.. Mister.."

"Propay Buk e, if he has called our name means his feelings have begun to calm down"

"Gih, Mr. e.."

"Neng, I'm sorry Bude? Bude forgot this is the 15th of Hijri. Sorry Bude.."

Samiah began to shed tears, and Noah began to calm down. Finally, Noah called his name in a closed state, "Bude.."

"Alhamdulillaah.", said Samiah.

"Alhamdulillaah", Pakde Roso and Bude Samiah throw each other a relieved smile. Pakde also exited the room.

"Where is Pakde, his situation?", I asked.

"Ngapunten gih Gus, we've become troublesome Gus Thaha"

"Father, Pakde"

"Nuwun's prayer mat has helped us find Noah"

"That's because I accidentally saw it", I replied softly while scratching my cheek at the silence.

"Nuha, every 15th hijri must have a high fever. Coinciding with the full moon. He said it reminded him of the deaths of his parents. So, we were often there for her to take care of her immediately. But, today we were completely negligent and forgotten", said Roso feeling very sorry.

"But Pakde, Pakde and Bude were looking very caring and serious to take care of Noah"

"Gus, we already consider Noah to be his own son. We also felt what it was like to lose. So, the presence of Noah that we did not expect it could eventually become our solace"

"Lost?"

"Corn, Gus. Pakde has three children and they're all gone aka already facing Gusti Allaah"

"Innalillaahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un"

"Ngapunten njih Gus, pakde forgot yet love Gus unjukan"

"Already Pakde, gakpapa. I want to go straight away, it's already night"

"O that's njih. Gih. Once again, Pakde ngaturaken agaring panuwun njih Gus"

"Yes Pakde, the same"

I walked back to the dorm.

"Neng Nuha is sleeping well, Mr. E"

"Alhamdulillaah, thank God", replied Roso as she covered the warm tea she had just made.

"I'm really sorry for Neng Nuha, there's no way there's money for her"

"Already Buk e, do not be regretted. Damn good of it"

"Consider Mr. e"

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As I walked past the tree again, a Qur'an was left there. The Qur'an is pink with gold frames on all sides.

"Not real gold, it turns out", my mind was flabbergasted to see him glowing in the moonlight.

I picked it up and wanted to give it back to Bude and Pakde. But, I undo it because it's been so late.

I took her to the dorm.

I put down my skullcap and for a moment tidied my hair while looking glassy. Take off the shirt and wear the shirt.

"Why am I so bothered to see him?"

"She was big but still a child. So when I saw him I couldn't take my eyes off me. That way is not allowed"

"Looks very bright"

Time has shown half an eleven. I started taking ablution and sunnah prayers two rakaat before going to bed.

...****************...

"To be able to take care of Neng Nuha when sick is a great gift gih Pak e"

"Yes Buk e"

"Although, he ended up only continuing to fall asleep for two days. We have to keep checking his body temperature periodically so that the heat does not rise continuously"

"Yes Buk e"

"Astaghfirullaah!"

"Eneng opo meneh Buk e?"

"Al Qur'an Neng Nuha Pak e, where?"

"Well, I know not to Buk e. Usually Buk ekimpen nyimpen and take care of him"

"Nuha Neng used to bring the Qur'an. But we found him under a tree. What's left over there?"

"Yo wis Buk e, no carine used to be there"

Roso rushed out of the kitchen cottage and approached the intended tree. The Qur'an of Noah was not there. He also returned to the kitchen.

"There is no Buk e"

"Masyaa Allaah, continue kepie no Pak e?, Neng Nuha if nyariin how?"

"Tomorrow is not carine Buk e, tomorrow Noah also has not woken up to? Mugo-mugo as I can see you"

"Aamiinu. The Qur'an is the only relic of his parents. So, hopefully, I'll just say"

"Yes Buk e. Don't worry, insyaa Allaah, see you tomorrow"

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In the morning, students at the boarding school lodge Ittiba breakfast according to the separate dining room. The right side of the kitchen for the princess and the left side of the kitchen for the son.

Usually given a duration of one hour to finish breakfast, ranging from queuing, eating until complete and immediately given the responsibility of washing his own cutlery.

Actually, in this cottage there are three kitchens because there are three programs here. Each program has its own kitchen. Because I entered tahfidz study so I ate at Pakde Roso's kitchen.

I eat with my friends. Mr. Roso started to approach me.

"Gus Thaha, last night did Gus find the Qur'an under the tree?", he asked.

I was immediately shocked and embarrassed because my friends started to see me. If the question continues, they will see me and hear my answer. Forced, I took Mr. Roso a little bit away.

"Sorry sirde, let's talk here. What's the matter, Pakde?"

"Gus, did Gus Thaha see the Qur'an in pink?"

"The Qur'an is pink?"

"Corn Gus"

I remembered and remembered for a moment, "Yes.. Last night.. I've seen. The pink Qur'an", I said.

"So Gus Thaha took him? Alhamdulillaah says. Thank goodness if the dak is lost", Mrde Roso stroked the chest in relief.

"Sorry sirde, I didn't mean to take it"

"Yo wis gakpapa Gus. Please can be returned immediately njih, afraid of Nuha nyariin"

"He, is he already nyariin?"

"Yet, Gus. Noah is still sleeping. Usually 2 days he can just wake up"

"Du-two days?"

"Gus don't worry. We took good care of him"

"Who is worried. Pakde's! Don't you fucking say it!"

"Gus gus gus.. Gus is funny. The child is spoiled. The way it's funny. Speaking of rough wae yo ora iso teges", Pakde Roso giggled amusedly.

"Sir! Never mind. I'd like to have breakfast first"

"Clean the gospel, Gus. Injury.."

I walked away from her while she yelled, "Please get back soon, Gus!!"

"Astaghfirullaah"