The Victimized Youth of the Ponpes
Rival
*Finished Prayer of Ashar congregation*
After the Ashar Prayers congregated, the brothers and sisters slowly began to land a little because they returned to their respective huts, but there are still some brothers and sisters who are still in the Mosque, some of the santri are still reciting, and some are reading the Qur'an.
Farhan who was still sitting cross-legged in the mosque was also still sitting with his henchmen while reciting, he was not aware that he was being watched by some veiled newspaper in the back shof. The courtiers were very curious about the sacrificial young man,,,
"O Allah, I am more and more convinced that the sacrificial youth was the sacrificial youth who had saved me first" said Alimah in his heart while watching the sacrificial youth from behind.
" O Allah, if it is true that he is the sacrificial young man I met while on the train, it means that I am the same he will often meet because he is lodged here" Azizah said in her heart.
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"Mother Nyai, if you may know who the sacrificial young man was?"
Alimah and Azizah were silent after someone asked about the young man who sacrificed to Bu Nyai. Alimah and Azizah were immediately pale after seeing the person who asked, a scarred newspaper with a red dress.
Akhwat it is one of Ustadzah in Pondok Pesantren Miftahul Huda, Ustadzah Nur Aida. He is a favorite Ustadzah in the cottage because of his gentle attitude to all students and a patient.
There are rumors that say that Ustadzah Aida wants to find a prospective husband, it does not matter if his prospective husband is one of the brothers in Ponpes Miftahul Huda. For that reason Alimah and Azizah immediately pale, they were afraid that Ustadzah Aida was targeting the sacrificial young man, they were afraid because his opponent was an Ustadzah.
Already many young Ustadz in the Ponpes who want to apply for Ustadzah Aida, but somehow always rejected. Though the religious knowledge of the Ustadz was also high, they were also the teachers of madrasas in Ponpes Miftahul Huda. Alimah and Azizah were afraid that the sacrificial youth they admired was the type desired by Ustadzah Aida.
"The young victim was my niece" Ms Nyai replied to Ustadzah Aida.
" Ma Shay Allah, whose name is Bu Nyai?", asked Ustadzah Aida.
"If you want, just acquaintance. Denger you want to find a future husband, right, maybe my nephew fits you" said Ms Nyai.
" Hmm, how old is Bu Nyai's niece?", asked Ustadzah Aida.
"My nephew's life, 20 years. Same age as you", replied Nyai.
" But, my niece is cold. Let alone women, even men he is also very cold" continued Nyai Bu. Aida was just smiling.
" O Allah, will the sacrificial youth whom I admire be taken for granted by Ustadzah Aida?", Azizah said in her heart.
The two veiled ukhty were very agitated, they were really afraid that the sacrificial youth they were targeting would be captured by their own Ustadzah.
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For a moment Farhan looked at the wall clock, the clock showed at 15:35 WIB. Slowly Farhan began to stand up, then turned around and looked at the shof akhwat, he saw his aunt, aunt Aini. Regardless of the veiled ukhty who was near her aunt, Farhan headed straight to the back (shof akhwat ).
And, right now Farhan was standing looking at his aunt. Because the barrier shof only as high as the stomach. Not only Ustadzah Aida, Alimah, and Azizah, some of the people who were still there, immediately looked at the sacrificial youth.
"What's up, son?", asked Nyai.
" Where did you hunt?", asked Farhan.
"This afternoon your uncle has business, so he's out with his driver and some brothers" replied Ms. Nyai.
Farhan only sighed, then walked towards the exit. Just a few steps,,,
" Akhy Sacrifice!!! "
Some call him 'Akhy Victim'., for a moment Farhan stopped his steps.
Who called him were the two veiled akhwat who admired him, namely Alimah and Azizah. Alimah and Azizah looked at each other, and,,,
"Did Azizah also know Akhy sacrifice?", said Alimah in his heart.
" Did Ukhty Alimah know Akhy sacrifice?", said Azizah in his heart.
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