The Golden Voice
TEACHING CLASS 04

The sholawat chant, brought me into a very beautiful imagination. I was in a vast field of flowers with a gurgle of river water nearby.

The river water looks very clear with reflected sunlight that flashes. The air was so cool that I could feel it so real.

I closed, and kept shut. Smells with sholawat chants that sound melodious and very beautiful.

"Aahs.. It's very calming"

"I'd love to know who chanted it"

"Cloth!", a slap landed on my cheek. Instantly woke me from this cradle of imagination.

"A-what happened?!", I was shocked and immediately woke up.

"Ahaha.. Sorry, it hurts", the girl replied cheerfully.

"What?", I'm getting confused.

"There's a mosquito on your cheek. So I hit him right away", the girl replied showing her sweet teeth.

I who was not used to getting such a response, made me immediately stutter and want to escape immediately. After all, who was right in front of me was a woman.

I immediately ran off the ridge without caring about anything else.

*****

"Goddess? Her mom ran away immediately. Why yes? Do I look like a ghost?", Noah wondered to himself.

"This, what?"

Noah saw a file of documents left beside the tree, "does this belong to him?", murmured Noah.

"alright. I'll keep it, I hope I can see you again with that handsome mamas. Oops"

*****

Next day.

"Today, I'm going to teach in a santriwati class. I couldn't expect much for my success this time", my mind complained.

"Assalamu'alaikum", I said as I stepped into the second semester santriwati majoring in tahfidz.

"Wa"

Not finished continuing the greeting answer, all the santriwati who looked at me immediately shouted hysterically.

"Yyama"

"Who is that ustadz?! Young and very handsome"

"God willing, it happened again", my mind began to get upset.

"Subhannaahfang. Is God sending his angel down to us?", whispered santriwati to others.

"Who is he who is he?"

"start again. Those unimportant words are why they like to talk about it. Isn't there a serious person in this cottage?!", I grumbled inwardly getting annoyed.

Seeing the classroom atmosphere that did not immediately subside, I immediately broke down the teacher's desk. The whole class was shocked and started to get scared.

"It's time I have to be firm", my mind sure.

"You guys! I just greeted you but you didn't answer right away. Do you want to sin?!"

"What?"

My eyes were shaking with annoyance and my teeth were slightly grinding. My emotions are getting disturbed again. But, I was completely unconscious and could not control it.

A santriwati who was sleeping on the back bench finally lifted her head because she was disturbed. He is Noah.

"What's the matter?", asked Noah half-asleep.

"Ustadz, don't disturb my sleep. If not, I will run away again" said Noah to the person on the way.

"You too! Why sleep in the classroom!", I replied directly to her.

The whole class turned towards Noah. Some boos were heard and added to the noise. Noah was still calm in his place and the cackling piggyback felt innocent.

"What's the commotion here?"

A lecturer passed by and approached the class where Nuha was. A Lecturer carrying a whip he hooked on his belt.

"Yes-jeez, ustadz whip come", said santriwati felt frightened.

"Friends, we need to calm down", whispered the santriwati.

"What is this, ustadz?", asked Ustadz who called the ustadz of the whip. He is Ustadz Azam.

"Sorry ustadz if I make a noise. This is because I have only been teaching here for the first time so it is a little less controllable", I explained.

"Well," he answered briefly.

Ustadz Azam began to investigate the entire class and found a santriwati who was very distinctive and famous among the lecturers.

Nuha. He was known by the lecturers as a student who was illiterate and did not want to study. Every time he's in class, his job is just sleep. And when Noah was given advice or warning, he ran away and fled.

"Noah! Do not run away again yes you" said Ustadz Azam with a sharp look.

"Yes yes ustadz", replied Noah easily.

"Who's Nuha? Who her? I feel familiar with that innocent face", my inner self.

Ustadz Azam left the class. I also restarted the subject matter. The santriwati also began to be enthusiastic to pay attention.

"Alhamdulillaah, things are starting to calm down"

I delivered the lecture as best I could. Explain with explanations that make it easier for them. They were starting to enjoy hearing my explanation.

Noah began to fall asleep at his desk again. He really did not have the slightest attraction towards the subject matter. The lesson he liked the most was tahfidz.

I saw the girl sleeping again, but I wouldn't care. I still want to focus more on delivering the subject matter so that the students are still seriously listening.

"alright. Our material is quite up here. Is there anything you want to ask?", I asked.

"Ustadz Thaha, justadz will introduce himself as a substitute lecturer Kiai Abdul Ghani. May I not ask questions that are not related to the material?", asked a santriwati named Asmi.

"No", I replied firmly.

"Geez, very fierce", another santriwati grumbled.

"Ustadz Thaha is very good at delivering materials but he seems like an irritable person", whispered santriwati named Nada.

"Ustad! What ustadz can murottal, uumm.. Tilawah, Qur'an?", asked Amalia sung.

"God can do it"

At once my answer immediately gave them happiness, "why?", I was confused.

"Please ustadz, recite some verses of the Qur'an for us", pinta Amalia.

"Well, if so"

"masya Allah, thrilling once", hysterical Amalia.

I began chanting Surah Noah verses 1 to 4. My hafidz ability I showed them as best I could. Not as good as possible, but rather want to really be able to touch their hearts.

"Innaa arsanna nuuhaa ilaa qoumihii.."

Noah began to wake up from his sleep. Slowly his eyes opened and began to sparkle staring at the ustadz Thaha who was teaching very melodiously.

"Subhanallah, subhanallah", said Noah.

"My heart's touched. I almost wanted to cry hearing the beauty of her voice" she continued.

"The sound is melodious bangettt", praise Amalia.

"Yes, it's so sweet" Nuha praised.

My chants are starting to attract their attention. I smiled, I chanted better. Some santriwati began to be moved and already some who were as excited as hearing the beautiful tone of this.

"God, wal hamdulillaah. This holy verse of the Qur'an can still touch the hearts of its hearers. May Allaah always maintain the purity of these sacred verses", my inner being.

"Shodakallaahul 'adzim"

"Allaahummarhamna bil qur'an", said all santriwati with courtesy.

"masya Allaah masya Allaah, great ustadz Thaha taught him. Incredibly perfect!!", the hysteria of the sisters.

"Astaghfirullaah, wake up! Don't praise humans too much like that, huh?!!"

"O Allah, Ustadz Thaha was angry againiii", anxious all the santriwati.

Noah was still teary-eyed at the chanting of the holy verse of the Qur'an. Heart's pounding. What is he feeling?