The Victimized Youth of the Ponpes
Draw up a Plan
*Return to the present*
*Ponpes Miftahul Huda*
On a park bench in the hut ikhwan area, Farhan was sitting while thinking about something.
"Oh my God, what should I do?. I firmly believe that the veiled ukhty is Wulan, the son of the mother of the owner of the restaurant", said Farhan.
" If I think about it again, Wulan could have immediately confessed to who had harassed her, but as I currently suspected, Wulan was under threat of that person, as I was, and that person must have known Wulan's identity and family ".
" If that's the case,, I'll bring Wulan's mother to come and stay in the cottage,, as long as the mother and child are in the cottage, I'll try to protect them both. If that person threatens Wulan with that mother, then that person has communication out there, that's very dangerous ".
Farhan rushes to his uncle and aunt's house, and,,,
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Seen on a cottage road there Ustadzah Fitri and Ustadz Ahmad were walking towards the mosque.
The two of them were endless talking about the sacrificial youth who met and talked with them earlier.
"Assalamu'alaikum"
When the pair of sisters and brother focused on talking about the sacrificial youth, someone said hello to them...
"Wa'alaikumussalam Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh ", replied Ustadzah Fitri and Ustadz Ahmad.
The person who said hello to Ustadz Ahmad and Ustadzah Fitri is Rohman, seen Rohman with his dirty cocoa clothes and his black peci.
" Eh Ustadz Rohman".
"Who are you calling Ustadz?. Call Rohman,,, ".
" After all, Ustadz Rohman was the first Ustadz teacher at this cottage, so I have to respect Ustadz Rohman" said Ustadz Ahmad.
" I don't know Ustadz Ahmad, I'm used to being called by name rather than by Ustadz since the incident 4 years ago" Rohman said.
"Patience to Ustadz, oh yes, Ustadz Rohman is out of the warehouse?", asked Ustadz Ahmad.
" Yes, as always, I always clean the shed in the forest" Rohman replied.
" Is there a new santri?", asked Rohman.
"There was Ustadz, a new santri with a white turban covering part of his face", replied Ustadzah Fitri with a feeling of pleasure.
" So you prefer the new santri to Ustadz Farid?", joked Ustadz Ahmad.
"What the hell is this big brother,, ", ketus Ustadzah Fitri.
Rohman just smiled to see the behavior of his brother, brother,,,
" Huff, there is nothing wrong with Ustadzah Fitri being interested in the young man, because the young man who sacrificed was the first santri before me who became the second" said Rohman.
Hearing Rohman's words, Ustadzah Fitri and Ustadz Ahmad were silent...
*Home of Mr. Kyai*
After a long search, finally Ustadzah Aini met with his nephew. The aunt was very happy when she met Farhan, she hugged her niece tightly.
" Where are you Farhan, aunty is worried about you, aunty is afraid that the events of 10 years ago are repeated" said the worry Ustadzah Aini.
" Aunty doesn't have to worry, Farhan can already control Farhan's own emotions anyway" Farhan replied, calming his aunt.
"Alhamdulillah then"
"Farhan has been able to control his anger, but it was just a little bit of aura to suppress people", Farhan's inner self.
Not long after that Mr. Kyai came and entered the house...
" Assalamu'alaikum "
"Wa'alaikumussalam Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh"
For a moment Farhan and his uncle looked at each other...
"Basar niece there is no morality,, in search of it from tau tau even here", inner Mr. Kyai.