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57. Demonise

Did the middle-aged man recognize Akhmar's face?   If only the man recognized the face of Achmar, then the history of Akhmar was finished.  And...why did that man get to be there?  even sitting in the position of Aiza who has been teaching teaching?

“Who is it?” whispered Akhmar to the wayward boy.

“That's Ustad Ismail, his brother Kak Aiza,” replied the boy who also whispered.

Akhmar shook his head to realize his fate which was at the end of the horn.  Why does Aiza have such a doubtful father figure?  And why is the story of Akhmar's life to the study so complicated?  One of the things that makes it difficult is Ishmael.  He better run away.  Then how to continue to teach with Aiza if her father Aiza alone is her enemy.

Akhmar edged back, about to flee.

“Hey, you!  Went where?  Here!”  The thunderous sound made Akhmar stop moving.  

Geez!

Slowly, the head of Akhmar turned. Staring at Ismail.

"I?" Akhmar pointed at his own chest.

Ishmael watches over Akhmar's face with his forehead linked. Then his hand was raised pointing at Akhmar's face.

"Who are you?" ask Ismail.

Akhmar. Perhaps Ismail forgot the face of Akhmar considering that now Akhmar is wearing kopiah and typical Muslim clothing. Clearly, the face of Akhmar now looks different from that of Akhmar.

"I want to memorize, Mr. Ustad," replied Akhmar tried politely.

"Setor memorization? Do you know that there are no students here who are your age?"

"I am a new student" Akhmar replied lightly, without burden.

"Oh..." Ismail nodded his head. "Yes, you're here! Leave the reading now!"

"I go first? Not the little one first?"

"You go first. Come, come!" decreed Ismail.

As per the command, Akhmar approached and sat down to Ishmael.

"Oh yes, children, as usual Aiza sister is having Arabic lessons. So tonight can't teach, tonight learn the same Abah first huh?" Ishmael spoke with the children.

"Yes, Abah!" simultaneously children.

Ishmael's gaze fell on Akhmar's face. "Whose name?"

"Akhmar."

"Well, let's read the memorization!"

Immediately, Akhmar read his rote. And do not forget to start with ta'awudz and basmallah so as not to protest again. 

Several times Akhmar got a reprimand from Ismail for being considered wrong in pronouncing letters. But he was successfully considered to have passed memorization because Akhmar managed to memorize the letter.

"Your speech is very bad" said Ismail.

"That's the lafaz to watch. You must start learning to read from iqro' so that the tongue is right when pronouncing the letter hjaiyah. Because it misses a little, the meaning can be different. Come, come!" Ismail opened the iqro and asked Akhmar to recite the letters one by one.

Gosh darn. Free dong Akhmar brought the Quran he bought on the road earlier. Though he had intended to read the scriptures, and strangely, he was disappointed when he knew Aiza could not teach naji.  Does this mean that he really wants to meet Aiza?  Then his arrival there to teach is also just as a mode?  And this why even taught the same father like this? Ah, not funny! 

Even several times Akhmar got a reprimand because it was considered wrong to pronounce letters. Ismail confirmed and exemplified the lafaz that should be. It was hard for Akhmar to follow him. For the mind of Akhmar drifted everywhere. Fuckin' shit.

"Good, done! Repeat again tomorrow!" decreed Ismail. "Everyone should not be lazy to learn njai, this is the age of just learning njai," he added making Akhmar more gedeg.

Akhmar was about to get up, but Ishmael held him back.

"Wait!"

"What else, Mr Ustad?" Akhmar wanted to swallow the old man round before him. 

"I feel like I've known you?" Ismail remembered.

Ow hell! Still cling to the old man's memory. Akhmar scratched his un-itchy head.

"Loh, you're the one who... Oh yea... You're a young man who's caught in the middle of the road, right? Who threw me with shoes?" Ishmael's eyes were round looking at Akhmar's face.

Well, caught! 

Akhmar could not hide his face. And this is strange, last time Akhmar threw his shoes and hit Ismail's head, the old man was seen coming home to another house, not Aiza's. Then why is he here now? The judge again. 

"Your shoes are even still I keep, you brat! Fucking ass!" Ismail patted the table hard, making the children jump in shock. 

Stay calm, Akhmar just shut up. Choosing silence is better. It was strange that when Akhamr did not reply to Ismail's anger, he felt that he was appreciating Aiza.  Lah?  More precisely, does he assume that he is dealing with prospective in-laws? Alamakjiang!

Remember, he was dealing with the future in-laws. Could be depak from the list of prospective ghosts if he's all kinds. It's okay to give up now. The day after tomorrow, when he got his son, he fried it old nyebelin.

"Here you!" Ishmael stared intently at Akhmar.

Unwilling to argue, Akhmar approached calmly. The slightest anger of Ismail did not make him tremble. 

"Your parents failed to educate you. A delinquent like you really doesn't deserve to be anywhere. Don't you know that the person you hit with your shoes is a person of honor? Respectable citizens. Obedient to many!" hardik Ismail was furious.

Dih, cocky him! This is what the devil likes best. 

Akhmar remained silent, bowing down to be considered obedient. Itung-itung to be judged already penitent.

"You don't go home yet! Wait here until the kids are done teaching!" tell Ismail after being content to curse with words as much as possible.

Akhmar. He's waiting there. He became the unluckiest student because he was told to continue by his father Aiza. He was told to arrange a table, told to turn off the Ac, told to fold the carpet, just told to tidy up the room. Ismail's voice sounded rebuking fan his face was fierce throughout the reign.

Inwardly, Akhmar continued to curse the old man. Easily stroke you, have a sudden heart attack, or meet a life-seeking angel. Beware of you yes, fitting later already sprawled on the sickle bed, I must be kawain. How old are you? Ninety years already. Why not die too? It was so good that this is mah.

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