
AT 21:00 AM ON THE NIGHT OF 13,
Dinner together which is usually lively and bustling with laughter, now not much chatter throughout the meal takes place. Various thoughts danced in their respective minds.
Arin feels more like this dinner is not like the last dinner with Kosim. The same is the case with the Goddess, her brother, felt what his sister was feeling.
After finishing the dinner, Arin and Dewi immediately cleaned up everything and took it to the kitchen. Now, in the living room, Mahmud, Abah Dul, Gus Harun and Mang Ali are each vying to start their cigarettes. For cigarette lovers, the most enjoyable time felt was to smoke a cigarette after eating. Whether what makes it delicious, maybe just a habit or just an image that seems to have eaten and then smoking it feels good.
As for Kosim, he did not follow the others igniting cigarettes. He is more fun to serve Dede who currently does not want to be separated from Kosim. It was as if the three-year-old boy felt that he would be left behind by his father.
The atmosphere of the middle room was still silent only to hear the sounds of raindrops falling on the tile so clearly heard. Even the sound of water droplets decaying from the tile to the ground was so clearly heard.
"Gus, this palpitating feeling is getting smoother," chirped Mang Ali broke the silence.
"Yes right Mang Ali" said Mahmud.
Abah Dul was still silent but a moment later from the look on his face implied that he was concentrating on finding out the situation around Mahmud's house.
Gus Harun understood what Abah Dul was doing, he could only wait for Abah Dul to finish and convey what he got.
A few moments later, Abah Dul's face looked surprised.
"Gus look up there" said Abah Dul as he raised his head up and gave the code to Gus Harun.
Mahmud and Mang Ali, who did not have the ability to see supernatural things, could only pay attention to the two high-scientists with their mouths slightly gaping. While Kosim did not seem to pay too much attention to the situation, he was still joking with Dede who was being held.
Not waiting for long, Gus Harun immediately fell silent his inner eyes were far away staring up. In the invisible realm, his inner eye's gaze saw behind the thick cloudy clumps there were hundreds of war-clad monkeys with various weapons in their hands.
Hundreds of monkeys were swiftly ready to line up neatly forming lined boxes. It seemed only to wait for the cry of cue just hundreds of monkeys were ready to move.
Not much different from the expression on Abah Dul's face, Gis Harun was stunned beyond measure.
"Are they going to attack tonight?!" gus Aaron said.
Then Gus Harun opened his eyes, saying; "Dul, Basyari and Baharudin were immediately contacted coming now. I'm afraid they attack when we're not ready."
For this one, Abah Dul does not use the inner eye, but by passing his tribe. Abah Dul's body for a moment then seemed to be still rigidly motionless. The sukmanya drilled out of the body and then as fast as lightning shot towards the south. When seen in the invisible eye a white ray shot like a meteor quickly under the gloomy globules that are black. So that the departure of the tribe Abah Dul can not be seen by the stealth monkeys on it.
SURABAYAS,
Ustad Basyari was chatting with his wife and a 10-year-old son in the dining room. Suddenly Ustad Basyari was silent in the middle of the conversation, the next second he smiled.
While his wife and son just stared confusedly at the change in attitude of his father who suddenly fell silent and then smiled to himself. The mother and son did not see the presence of Abah Dul among them.
“Bu, dad to saung first yes. Le, later you sleep do not stay overnight ya.” Ustad Basyari.
“God, Well..” replied the mother and child together.
“Ya already dad to saung.” Ustad Basyari said as he stepped out leaving his mother and son at the dinner table.
Sukma Abah Dul is seen walking beside Ustad Basyari. Although the road in front of him was blocked by walls and doors, Abah Dul continued to walk unobstructed. His sukmanya penetrated through whatever he passed to the exit. The two walked towards the saung which was in the side yard of the house.
“Sit Dul,” says Ustad Basyari welcomes Abah Dul.
“Are you ready Bas? Gus Harun asked him to come now,” said the sukma Abah Dul.
“As a friend, not asked if I know for sure I am always ready Dul,” replied Ustad Basyari smiling knot.
Hearing that answer, my friend Abah Dul reflex patted his best friend on the shoulder. But he forgot that his arrival was in the form of a sukma so that his clap only penetrated the body of Ustad Basyari.
“Hahahaha... Dul, Dul.. Your habit is not crossed anyway yo,” Ustad Basyari chuckled at the hand of Abah Dul who patted his shoulder just passing by.
“Hahahaha.. Yes often forget me Bus. Yesterday also married Gus Aaron, yes just as rich earlier,” sukma Abah Dul also chuckled.
For some time the two friends of one pesantren were laughing freely. Of the four people who used to be one boarding school in Madura, two Basyari and Baharudin people were married and each had one child. Only Abah Dul and Gus Aaron have not found their soul mate.
For some reason, until now the two have not been married, even though the face of Abah Dul handsomenya yes 11-12 with Sheikh Mansour, but the face of Abah Dul was handsome, the United Arab Emirates politician is a member of the ruling Abu Dhabi family, half-brother of UAE President Khalifa bin Zayed Al Nahyan.
Gus Harun also has the typical fondness of the face of Indonesian-Arab blaster. According to his genealogy Gus Aaron should be called Habib but he chose to hide the term. He would rather be seen as an ordinary person in general.
“Ayo Dul, we go to Baharudin right?” said Ustad Basyari, tau-tau has released his tribe.
“Come we kemon,” said sukma Abah Dul while chuckling.
The two tribes then darted west towards the residence of Ustad Baharudin.
EAST KUTAI-KALIMANTAN, EAST,
Ustad Baharudin looks like he just finished teaching his students to teach Qiroah. Since the Islamic prayer he did not immediately go home because it happened that today his schedule teaches qiroah. When the sukam Abah Dul and the Ustad Bsyari tribe arrived, they were immediately presented with the chants of the two holy verses of the Quran from the voices of the santri Ustad Baharudin.
The two devotees did not meet Ustad Baharudin, both of whom chose to sit near the main door of the mosque waiting for him until Ustad Baharudin finished teaching.
Even so the name of the person who has a high level of knowledge, Ustad Baharudin still looks dizzy. His instincts said that something had come and it was true that when he looked back, he saw there were people from Abah Dul and Ustad Basyari.
“My sisters, today's lesson is enough to get here first. But remember that lesson in deres (repeated) at the lodge yes. Amir, the antum must be more deeply breathing yes so as not to be out of breath when using the tone of Hijaz and Nihawand. I end, wassalamualaikum warohmatullah wabarokatuh.” said Ustad Baharudin concluded.
“Waalaikumsalam warohmatullahi wabarokatuh..” sahut the santri together.
Continued one by one the santri lined up to greet Ustad Baharudin before leaving the mosque. Sukam Abah Dul smiled at the sight.
Among his three best friends, only he did not have pesantren or teach in pesantren. Because Abah Dul himself was previously only from an ordinary family in his village, while his three friends came from Kiyai descendants who already have a large boarding school.
Ustad Baharudin then walked towards where the sukam Abah Dul and Ustad Basyari sat with a fluffy smile.
“Assalamualaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuh,” said Ustad Baharudin waved his hand.
“Waalaikumsalam warohmatullahi wabarokatuh,” replied his two friends.
“Now?” tanya Ustad Baharudin like knowing the meaning of the two tribes came.
“Iya Har, ready?” ask Abah Dul.
“I have to go home first. If my body lives here, I think I'm dead. Can be serious, hehehe..” said Ustad Baharudin while inviting the people of Abha Dul and Ustad Bsyari to his house which is only 200 meters from the mosque.
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