THE HEIR
ENTER THE RACE
Adiba is neat with clothes that he matches. The responsible girl followed one of her in-laws, Rasya, so that she looked different from the others.
"Eummm ... what is it, a trendy-style speaker?" tanyanya began to doubt.
"It is important to cover the aurat and not come out of the guidance of the Qur'an" he said confidently.
This time Adiba is wearing an oversize shirt of beigge crop color. Then his subordinates he wore a black jeans flower skirt. Not to forget his feet he covered socks and sneakers color in line with his clothes. She wears black pasmina.
"Are you ready, baby?" asked Azizah when she came to her sister's room.
Azizah was stunned to see the style worn by Adiba. He smiled and was sure what his sister was wearing would steal the jury's attention.
"God willing, brother!" sia sure.
"Bismillah yes, Dik!" Adiba nodded and said basmalah.
Rion and all of their ready siblings will deliver Adiba to the race venue. Just one day, the pesantren race. The top three will be included as participants in the competition of one of the private television broadcasts.
"Come!' bring Rion.
Now they leave on the bus that Rion bought. The young man installed a special chair for Ari and Amina. They sit in their own place. The medium-sized car also moved towards the location where the race was located. Six guards followed them all including Juno.
Adiba was shocked when all his brothers-in-law were also present there. Rion visited Terra, the mother.
"Mama," she called.
The big baby immediately hugged Terra, as usual he was very spoiled if he met the woman who took care of and cared for him from that childhood.
"Baby," Terra kissed her big baby.
"Assynnya!" all look. Layla comes to Adiba.
"Wa'alaikumusalam!" sahut all.
"I'm sorry, Adiba I brought in first. This is Ms. Fatma, she'll take everyone to the vvip room" he continued.
A hijab-wearing woman invites everyone to enter Juno looking at Layla with gentleness. The girl nodded and gave a beautiful smile to the man who promised to marry her.
"Sik, when are you ready for Mas Lamar?" tanyakanya.
"This is yes Mas .. ask for understanding," replied the girl.
Aaron saw two people whispering to each other. The toddler nudged his brother Azha.
"Om Puno pama Bustasah Layla napain?' tanyakanya.
"How could you?" ask Azha.
"Meuleta visit!' answer Aaron.
"Oh .. Buntin Om Puno bring the banya teunapa Bustasah syantit!" answer Azha.
"Bio ... Busty syantit yeah!" harun's nod agreed.
"Let's Babies!" Nai held the two babies.
A place ahead. Bart sat down next to Virgou and lined up there Bram, Kanya, Herman and Khasya. Then Rion and Azizah, Gabe and David flank all her sisters. The middle row is full of the Dougher Young, Pratama, Triatmodjo and Starlight families. Budiman was also present with his wife and all the children.
"Assalamualaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh!" a host was slightly surprised by the horde of bule sitting in the middle row. They all wear a dress shirt and Koko is eligible to watch the race.
Backstage, it seemed that a debate was happening. Adiba refused to change his clothes.
"You don't want a lecture to hang out!" exciting committee.
"Are the lectures only in mosques or in lectures?" continues asking.
The committee fell silent, the man finally let Adiba with his clothes. The event began, several sponsors were mentioned. Virgou was a little upset to hear some candidates for the legislature running for the general election.
"Ck ... seems very willing to show off and take the sympathy of the citizens," the man snorted.
"Grandpa, what if I join the central House of Representatives?" whispered to Bart.
"Where can!" the gaek man sneered. "Replace your eyes with the eyes of a new Indonesian!"
"Ck is discriminatory. I am also a tax-abiding and law-abiding Indonesian!" sahut man a million charms it.
Virgou was wearing a black cocoa suit that fit so well on his body, he also covered his head with a peci. The man was handsome, many women would not turn away from him. Puspita was eager to gouge out all the eyes of the woman who was looking at her husband.
"Ish .. basic mom-mak!" gerutu.
"Good event we start with the first participants who come from Al-Huda pesantren. Participants with a sequence number of zero one. Ananda Hafid Fuad Hasan, applaud everyone!"
All applauded. A boy came forward, his legs bent, and all the rioters were shocked and asked, and Darren, Rion and Lidya were lucky to calm them down.
"We'll just watch it" said Lidya. "Say later."
Finally the rioters were silent. Arraya was sad to see the older brother who was on stage seemed to have difficulty standing up.
"Hello guys, I'm Hafid my age is ten!" the boy introduced himself with confidence.
"The theme I brought today is about gratitude ...."
The boy explained what gratitude means. So smooth and quiet. He also incorporated a comedic element in it that made all the audience laugh.
"So all my friends, whatever and whatever our condition. Never argue with God, because what He has set is a test for us!" he ended his talk.
"I will say one piece of advice that I have always heard from my beloved mother's late home, may Allah bestow mercy and stretch out her grave .. aamiin," all echoing the boy's prayer.
"God reduces our perfection as human beings only to make us aware, if the most perfect is Allah azza wajalla, I am Hafid Fuad Hasan Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh!"
"Wa'alaikumusalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh!" reply to all the spectators and clap.
Virgou saluted the ten-year-old boy. He pointed two of his thumbs at Hafid. The boy smiled seeing her. The show host came in and asked the judges for their opinions.
"Yes, please come back and correct again what the jury thought was less yes," said the host.
One by one the participants came in and preached. All performed the best, making the judges even more confused. Now comes the key judge, Adiba.
"Yes .. we will present one final viewer. Participants with number two one two from the Pondok Pesantren Al-Hikmah Foundation. Adiba Zahra Sabeni!'
Adiba came out in his clothes. The girl said hello and started speaking.
"Guys .. will know if lying is most often we do to deceive our father and mother. Really right?" the average teenager who watched it nodded.
Adiba's style of speech is relaxed and simple, able to be digested by teenagers and even children at the age of Aaron able to catch what Adiba said.
"The lie is like opium. If we start, it will be difficult for us to escape the lies themselves. Wassalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh!"
"Wa'alaikumusalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh!" all the spectators applauded and even the judges saluted the girl.
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