The Stain Behind Khimar
CHAPTRE 14
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"I know what you think Asthma is." Ida and Syifa sat down. They both looked at the pale-looking Asma.
"Unfortunately, I can't be sure. Reno the first son of Mr. Sanjaya is very mysterious. There is no sosmed account. So I didn't find the picture. Ustad Dhika is a narcissist and a pede." Ida said as mocking. Syifa just blinked her eyes. I don't understand what the two friends are talking about.
"I know Reno and Dhika are different mothers but one father. So her mother is now Reno's stepmother. His biological mother ninggalin Pak Sanjaya time not yet se—kaya. So most likely, Reno and Dhika's faces don't look alike." Ida stared blankly. He knew it from his father.
"Who the hell is Reno?" asked Syifa who could not resist asking.
Tok tok tok tok
The sound of the door made them flinch. Then Asthma opened the door and smiled.
"Umi ..." a middle-aged woman with a black khimar and a gamis with matching colors entered. The woman's eyes grew bigger when she saw Ida.
"Ayuha?" Ida jerks. He recognized that voice.
"You're here too, son?" she hugged Ida and Syifa.
"This is Syifa Ummi, she's a convert."
"Alhamdulillah Son. You're all accepted with open arms here. Later you can get acquainted with Ustad and Ustadzah here," said Ummi with a soft tone and the distinctive voice of a wise mother.
"So this is Umi's boarding school?" the woman nodded and smiled. Ida never thought that the boarding school Dhika taught in was her brother's. Although his father had told him that the Sanjaya family founded a pesantren.
"Don't think it? Asthma also thought Ummi boarding school near her boarding room. Though not. We set up here because the atmosphere was so soothing and peaceful."
Asthma smiles shyly.
"Ummi knows Ida?"
"Yes, Ida will marry the eldest son of Ummi, the possibility of ending Eid al-Fitr." Asma glanced at Ida whose face looked pias. Ummi uttered with a tone of happiness.
"Yes, dzuhur. Get ready, pray in mushola." Umi then pamit.
After the woman died, Asthma was a little scared. Why does everything happen by chance. He understood that Reno's name was a lot. But she was afraid what if Reno's future husband Ida was the same man as the last man she slept with?
Asma glanced at Syifa. His friend also could not help without his equipment. Then he breathed. Trying to neutralize the raging feeling. Calm down. Tell yourself that everything will be fine.
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After the dzuhur prayer. Asma and Ida and Syifa helped some of the santriwati who were cooking. Mushola terrace made the kitchen there. Because the understanding i'tikaf is to stay silent in the mosque/mushola.
In fact, sleep must also be in the mosque but because the mosque is so small and cannot accommodate all students and santriwati and the Ustad-Ustadzah then they must sleep in their respective dormitories. While other activities, must always be in mushola.
Asthma cuts vegetables while Ida is cutting onions. Some santriwati are preparing takjil. And Syifa? He fell asleep while wearing earphones because the signal is not there. He looked so lethargic and asked several times when to open.
"Generic ...."
Asthma looked at Ida whose eyes looked stunned. The tail of her eyes followed Ida's gaze. His blue eye beads are rounded.
"Astaghfirullah Syifa's. Let's put the hijab on!" Asma approached the fallen Syifa with her hijab.
"Pick which heat equals hellfire?" syifa's eyes grew. Then down.
"Denger Syifa, the most important thing for the woman to keep her aura ..." said Asma softly.
"As in Q.S Al-Ahzab verse 59. It means this: O Prophet, say to your wives, your daughters and the wives of believers: "Must they extend their veils over their whole bodies". That is so that they are easier to know, therefore they are not disturbed. And Allah is Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful. " Astma then touches Syifa's robe that is exposed to the knee.
"Remember, hijab to the whole body! Other verses in Q. S An-Nur verses 30-31 mean this
...."
"Yes Asmaaa!" cut Syifa fast because it is lazy to listen back to the lecture from Asthma.
"Curl?"
"Yahimna!" all the women who were there. Asthma then blinked her eyes.Stare at them with shy cheeks blushing.
Some of the santriwati looked at Syifa with astonished looks. Asthma saw. He then continued to cut the vegetables.
"I'm sorry, Syifa is a convert. So he doesn't know much about Islam yet" Ida said with a sweet smile.
"Oo well deserved," chirped one of them.
"I guessed it too, the face was very bule," said the girl who wore a pink robe and hijab with matching colors.
"If the Asma Mother is also a convert?" ask the girl again.
"Hush! It's so fucking. Call Ustadzah Asthma. 'Kan Ustadzah who taught us to pay a salary." reprimanded one of his friends.
"Grandfather, I prefer to be called Ma'am. The Ustadzah doesn't deserve to be pinned on me." Asthma is really bad. It's not comfortable to call Ustadzah. Although he knows, almost all teachers here are called santri by the name of Ustad or Ustadzah.
As for teaching naji, actually more to justify the letter and tajwid makhroj. Because not all santri can read the Quran well even though it is a dozen years old.
"But Mbak deserves to be Ustadzah" said the fat girl.
"It seems suitable if in pairs with Ustad Dhika. Befit. Handsome and pretty." The other girl chimed in
"Udah-ud. Don't talk too much!" sahut the girl who wore a pink outfit earlier. He did not seem to like it when his friends praised Asthma too much. What's more when pairing with Ustad Dhika.
The asthma just kept quiet, they then continued cooking. Because they cook for a lot of people. So they used to cook after dzuhur. More comfortable and not in a hurry.
Asma looks to do her job earnestly. Not realizing that there was a pair of handsome eyes that were watching him with unblinking eyes. Asthma blue eye beads are so focused on vegetables that have been cut and are being cleaned.
Those eyes look charming. Although her face was covered with khimar but some people suspected with a good heart that her face was beautiful. Including the owner of that pair of handsome eyes. And that is the truth.
The pair of handsome eyes then turned to look at Ida with meaningful eyes. Her smile was glistened when she saw Ida rubbing her watery eyes for cutting so many onions.
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