The Victimized Youth of the Ponpes
Car Kidnapper
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Farhan walked for a long time until he stopped at a village entrance gate, he stared at the nameplate of the village above expressionlessly, then his gaze stared straight ahead, he started to step inside with his cold aura.
The distance between the terminal and Pondok Pesantren Al Muttaqin is not far enough, Farhan is now in the village in which there is Ponpes Al Muttaqin.
The village looked quiet even though it was still afternoon, now around 16:00 WIB, the weather was clear and not cloudy, but the village was like a dead village, not a single citizen was seen.
Even the little boy who always chased after the afternoon until the Maghrib was also not there, Farhan still walked down the village road.
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After a long walk Farhan passed through a stall, he stopped his footsteps and his expressionless face now turned into a slight expression, he walked back a few steps and turned his head to look at the stall.
"Well, uh, ice crap, you haven't had that ice in a long time," Farhan said.
It turned out that Farhan had just passed through the dawet ice shop, Farhan's eyes sparkled a little because he felt there were memories of the past with the ice.
Farhan went into the stall, which looked lonely...
"Sir, ice, 1 cup" said Farhan ordered a glass of ice dawet to the seller's father.
" Good mas, please sit down first", said the father was very friendly, Farhan only smiled slightly behind his turban and then headed to the seat that had been provided.
"His new person huh?", while making ice, the father also invited Farhan to chat so that the atmosphere is not quiet.
" Yes, sir, I just arrived this afternoon. Speaking of which all the residents where sir,, it is very quiet like an uninhabited village ", said Farhan asked the seller's father.
" Huff, this village is like a village of dead mas, since the kidnapping case a few months ago" said the father delivering ice dawet to Farhan.
At first glance Farhan's eyes became sharp as a sharpened knife. Farhan felt that this kidnapping case had something to do with Pondok Pesantren Al Muttaqin.
" What are the victims of the students of Ponpes Al Muttaqin?", asked Farhan with a serious face.
After hearing Farhan's question the father fell silent for a moment and sighed,,,
"Huff, yes, mas, the victim was the santri Ponpes Al Muttaqin" replied the father.
" Brazed", Inner Farhan began to get angry.
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"Assalamu'alaikum father!! "
When Farhan and the seller's father were chatting suddenly someone said hello and greeted the father.
"Wa'alaikumussalam,, uh you guys, why are you here?", replied his greetings and asked some veiled newspaper who said hello to him.
" Well we come here to buy ice dawet father, when to buy vegetables? ", said one of the men.
" I yes you know you want to buy dawet, but why not just drop into one of Ustadz aja,, lo danger if you go out gini" said the worried father.
Because of the kidnapping case, the students even the residents forbid children to leave the house, they do not want bad things to happen to them.
But dare the men come out and buy ice dawet with rest, are they not afraid of being kidnapped by kidnappers?.
"No matter what, sir, we'll be rame here, so don't be afraid, we'll also go straight back to the cottage after buying the ice dawet.
The father just sighed, he immediately made ice dawet for the newspaper so that they immediately returned to the cottage, the father also did not want to happen bad things to the newspaper.
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The newspapers were sitting waiting in an existing place, and they only realized the presence of a sacrificial young man who was drinking ice dawet made by the father.
They could not see Farhan's face because Farhan was sitting on his back, nor did Farhan glance at the students, he just wanted to drink ice.
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Because making enough ice for the 6 students, the father just finished making everything and was about to wrap it, Farhan also looks to have finished his ice.
"This is the money" said one of the santri paying for the ice.
" Thank you, you better hurry to go home to the cottage" said the father was still worried.
"Every father" said the officials simultaneously.
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Just now the santri came out of the stall, suddenly they came back in by running and their faces looked frightened.
"Why are you back again?", asked the father, panicking to see the face behind the veil of the women was very pale.
" Bap "
"Sir, a, there's, uh, there's a kidnapper's car down there"
"I yes sir, to please anter us sir, please, please"
The men were frightened because they saw the kidnapper's car that the kidnappers used to carry their victims. They did not dare to go out for fear of being taken by the kidnappers.
" Wait, you take the change" said the father saw Farhan's money very much.
" No need, it's for you, it's for you, it's for your sustenance, take it" Farhan said.
" Truly,, Thank God, thank you very much" said the father.
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"If you want to go back to the cottage, go with me. Coincidentally I also want to go to Pondok", said Farhan without looking at the newspapers.
" A what? "
"The lodge? "
"Al Muttaqin Boarding School?"
The santri were surprised because Farhan wanted to drive them back to Pondok because Farhan also wanted to go there.
"Where are you guys going to go again? ", Farhan instead asked the newspaper back with greget, Pondok Pesantren where else is in the village?.
They immediately fell silent and lowered their heads as they were stared at by Farhan sharply, the father who saw it only smiled and shook his head.
"You go with this young Ustadz, you must be safe" said the father.
The santri were surprised because the father called the young victim 'Ustadz', they had never seen such a young Ustadz in Pondok Pesantren Al Muttaqin.
The father called Farhan 'Ustadz' so that the court would follow Farhan back to Pondok Pesantren, I am sure that Farhan is a good person who is in business at Pondok Pesantren Al Muttaqin.
"Yes sir", replied the newspaper.
" You go first, I will guard from behind" said Farhan with a cold aura. And his aura made the veiled men afraid, and they hurried to walk first.
" Let's sir, Assalamu'alaikum", Farhan said goodbye to the father and walked away.
" Wa'alaikumussalam Ustadz" replied the father kindly.
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Farhan also walked behind the newspapers veiled a certain distance, even Farhan did not hear the talk of the men in a slow voice, they were talking about Farhan, how there was such a young Ustadz in their cottage.
Although Farhan could hear thousands of miles with his knowledge, if he did not listen, he would not listen to the talk of the men.
And now Farhan only listens to voices that are more important than the talk of the press. Far behind him, Farhan heard the sound of a slow-moving car engine, Farhan knew that it was the kidnapper's car that the newspaper said was veiled.
Farhan's expression remained expressionless, he grew colder and his eyes grew sharper.
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For a long time the car followed Farhan and the santri, and soon the car arrived stuck gas and drove fast towards the newspapers, they plan to hit Farhan and kidnap the santri.
The car continued to drive until the engine of the car was also heard by the newspaper veiled, they inevitably turned their heads and looked back.
They were very surprised because there was a car about to hit Farhan, and like him they had no intention to stop.
"Ustadz,,, awaaass!! "
The women began to panic and scream at Farhan.
When Farhan and the car were very close, arrived....
*Boomm!!! "
Those who thought Farhan had been hit by the car immediately closed their eyes.
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"So you bajing*n who dared to kidnap my sister, can't be forgiven" said Farhan angrily and immediately kicked the car until it rolled over.
Previously Farhan had stopped the kidnapper's car with just his palm, it had made the person in the car afraid to believe, they thought that Farhan was not human, he said, where is there a human being who can stop a car that is speeding with just the palm of his hand?.
The santri who closed their eyes also heard Farhan's voice, they opened their eyes one by one and how surprised they were when they saw the car that was about to hit Farhan had been rolled away, even Farhan is fine.
"You go back to the cottage first" said Farhan without looking at the officials.
" Ta but Ustadz,,, "
"Reverse", when one of the men wanted to speak Farhan had snapped loudly to make the men afraid to want to cry.
This time Farhan's once-right nature has returned, becoming a cold, heartless, and ruthless figure.
"Ba good Ustadz, we will seek help for Ustadz,, Assalamu'alaikum", they will leave immediately.
" Wa'alaikumussalam Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh" replied Farhan.
Farhan finds it funny when the newspaper wants to seek help for him, Farhan does not need any help, instead the kidnappers are the ones who should get help.