The Story of the Children of the Juragan
165. Prayers
"Quick read the whole rule, and do what he commands now." exclaimed Marco's assistants to Romi and Ronald, as Haji Dahlan and papa Andre walked out of the small house.
Inevitably, Ronald and his son read through the whole rule. Both round their eyes and shake their heads, because of the many rules.
"What the fuck is this." Ronald throws the paper in any direction. Then one of Marco's men picked it up and read it.
He and some friends who had gathered and read it also rounded his eyes, swallowing the salivary with difficulty. Fortunately, they did not receive such punishment.
"Hurry to take a shower!" the assistant Marco.
With a grunt of annoyance the two took turns taking a bath. Then wear clothes that are in the closet.
"What the fuck? Why are all these clothes."
Ronald and Romi tear apart the entire contents of the closet and find no suitable one for him. Because all the clothes consist of kemko and sarong.
"Hey! What are you guys doing? Quickly clean up all those scattered clothes now." said Marco's assistant with a sharp eye.
"We don't want to." replied Romi who was very furious.
Marco's assistant pulled a gun out of his pocket and pointed it at the two. Finally, inevitably the two tidied up the clothes that were scattered earlier.
"Pa, why is our fate like this anyway?" great-grandson Romi with a spoiled face.
"Shut up, you. It's all because of you, too. The show hit everyone." Ronald expressed his anger at his son.
"Why is Romi to blame anyway, pa. Usually if Romi hit people to death also will not be like this" reply Romi did not want to blame.
"Either, if you want to hit people, look first who wants to be hit." Ronald shakes his son's head with anxiety.
"Hey, pa. When he hit the Romi people were not aware. So yes just hit it. If the one in front of me papa, I will definitely hit it, if again in a drunk condition."
"What did you say? You useless son." Ronald once again shakes his son's head. Romi who did not accept, returned to his head.
Now the two are fighting and fighting. Clothes that are folded and almost finished. It's a mess again. And that drew the attention of Marco's assistant.
"Hey, what are you doing? From that day on, nothing's been right."
"You take care of it." Ronald told his son.
The two again quarreled, and once again Marco's assistant snapped at the two. Now they just shut up while tidying up their clothes.
After finishing tidying up, Ronald and Romi walked to the mosque near the pesantren secretarial office. Of course by getting strict supervision from Marco's assistant.
"Woi, why are you looking around!" ronald snapped at some teenagers who were looking at him.
"Grandfather is old why just study in pesantren? Where was his youth?" ask one of the teenagers.
"It looks like the two men were ex-convicts who were insyaf. Don't bother them. Let them learn to be good people." scold one of the other teenagers to his friend.
"You smart-ass, holy-ass." great-grandson Romi pointed at the teenagers.
Marco's assistant pointed a gun at his waist, to stop making a fuss, as Maghrib prayers were about to begin.
Haji Dahlan as the elder and founder of the pesantren, who will lead the Maghrib prayer. He told his congregation to close the prayer line.
"Hey, what the hell are you so close to me? Wear show sticking her legs all over again. I'm afraid I'll be exposed to poor people like you" Romi said in a dislike tone.
He shifted his body slightly away from the teenager who was intending to close the shof. The father is the same. Move away from the shof.
"Sir, if praying must indeed close the line of the shof. So that there is no gap for the devil to disturb us during prayer. Now let's go there again." papa Andre who was standing nearby tried to advise.
"Tremendous grand." muttered the father and son. Both of them were standing next to the teenager.
Haji Dahlan said takbir in a loud voice. Signs of Maghrib prayer began. Romi and Ronald followed the movement. Even with all my heart.
When they focus while facing the direction of prostration, they both look to the left and right. Even while they whisper.
"Pa, how long will the prayer be over? Romi's hungry."
"Where papa knows. Just ask ustadz next to you."
"Sir. When is the prayer finished?" Romi asked Andre who was solemnly doing prayers.
"Woi, sir. Quietly ask." once again Romi called Andre. Andre is still not flinching.
"Don't be noisy. Follow their movements." again, Marco's assistant pointed a gun at Ronald and Romi. Because both are noisy. While the others were prostrating, they were still standing.