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Aiza circulated her gaze and realized that the people around there had already left the mosque to go home. Some of them sit on the terrace fence which is only waist-high.

"Is there anything you need?"

Aiza looked up when she heard that voice. He saw the man who had been a priest standing in the shaf section of the man. Aiza turned to the left right, who knew there were other people being spoken to, but there was no one around. He pointed at his own chest.

"Yes, you. Is there anything you need? Maybe you want to teach or something? The Quran is over there!" The man pointed at the pile of Quran in the glass cupboard. He took one and sat down with the holy book.

"Ustad Young!" call Aiza who is confused what to call. So it's up to him to say what to the young man.

The young man smiled as a result of being called a young ustad. "I'm not an oustad."

"Whateverb. Being a priest of prayer means being called an ustad." Aiza. "Someone I want to ask."

"Can. Ask!"

"Ustad said earlier, the biggest sin is to disobey the parents. The question is, if the parents are wrong, is the defense of a child who protested his mistakes in a hard way the same as being disobedient?" Aiza understands the legal provisions in her religious teachings how a child addresses both parents, who still must be treated like scripture, always placed above.

Similarly, parents are still prioritized and prioritized even though they are wrong. Aiza understands that. Only, he wanted the opinion of the oria he called the young ustad.

"Whether the child is against his parents, it will not be able to repay the services of the parents. So, as bad as parents are, it should still be respected, appreciated, and be kind to them. Don't hate him, anything else to hurt him. Remind them that they are wrong" the young man replied.

The answer that Aiza already knew before, Aiza wanted clarity only. "The form of a child's violent protests on parents in the form of a strict attitude is only a demonstration, not a form of hatred, just want parents to change for the better. If it were an iniquity...." Aiza stop.

The white-copied young man commented a faint smile. "No human being is perfect. People are wrong and wrong. It's all human. Only one thing to remember, do not let the hearts of parents hurt. The good and bad of parents are their business, whose duty as children is to remind and to invite the good, not to judge."

Aiza smiled. "Yes yes... Young Ustad must be a good man. Heee..” 

“Do not call young Ustad, I am not ustad.  Call aja Mas Aldan.”

Aiza just rolled her eyes.  “Yes already, I'm sorry. Assalamualaikum." Aiza got up, took off her face and hung her in the closet. He grabbed the bag and put the rope on his back.

"Not people here?" aldan asked, making Aiza turn her head and look at the young man.

"No," briefly Aiza. He nodded his head at the excuse sign and went out. The wind felt piercing the skin when it got outside. 

Aiza approached her shoes perched outside the sacred boundary. Squat when putting it on the leg.

"Still in school?" ask Aldan who is now standing at the door of the mosque with both hands crossed in the chest.  When Aiza came to Akhmar's house, she did not meet Aldan, at which time Aiza was greeted by Roni. 

Then Roni told Aldan that there was someone waiting for Akhmar in the living room.  So Aldan went to Akhmar and asked Akhmar to meet the guest.  Aiza and Aldan did not know each other. 

Aiza looked over, throwing a smile. Then nod.

The man nodded. "Well, schoolchildren can be in areas far from reach?  This isn't your territory, is it?”

Aiza leaned her back against the mosque's terrace fence.  He let his feet, which were already in his shoes, stay down.  He sighed then said, “I was kicked out of the house.”  Aiza honest.  One of them does not want others to misunderstand his existence there, afraid of being judged as a real girl who wanders nights.

The man just frowned without asking anything.

“I'm at home as a njai teacher.  My students are all small children, but one day there is a puberty guy who has learned to pay the same salary as me.  This is where the problem begins.  There were so many misunderstandings that both my parents thought I was dating the young man.  I understand very well that I am a Muslim and forbidden to date whose activities in it are a sin.  It's just a misunderstanding, but my parents don't trust me.”

Aldan nodded his head.  He understood the difficulty of Aiza.  “You must have been very trusted as a good child who can not be dirty.”  Aldan believes that Aiza is a good girl.  “Perhaps what they witnessed has already convinced them greatly.”

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