
The pesantren.
"Is this really what you're saying?" Kyai.
"Yes right bi, Wira was in an accident and she is currently at the Loving Mother clinic." said Angel.
"Then how is he? It's okay, right?"
"His head was wounded and bandaged."
"Innaliki,"
Kyai was silent to the words and immediately contacted someone to prepare a car for the clinic. Kyai departs with Nyai, Angel and Ustadzah.
After arriving at the clinic they went straight to the room of Wira and immediately met him.
"Assynogaic"
"Waalaikumsalam, eh Mr Kyai?"
Everyone comes up to Kyai and shakes hands. After finishing shaking hands Kyai and the others approached Wira.
"How are you doing, Hero? it's improving?" ask Kyai.
The hero tries to sit but his head still feels dizzy, then returns to lay down his body.
"I apologize in advance, Kyai, Nyai and the others. I talk while I'm breaking my body"
"Yes, it's okay son."
"Alhamdulillah Kyai, my condition has improved, maybe in a few days it can return to the pesantren"
"really?" ask Bu Nyai.
"Yes. Said the doctor had to take a complete rest Miss Nyai"
"Alhamdulillah, then son. Ohh yes, considering about the event Tartil Qur'an I will contact the organizing committee and will inform you about this incident. So yes, enough santriwati who follow him" said Kyai.
"Why is that Kyai? I can still stand and walk normally. I'm fine, I'm sure I can join the event. After all, the event is still next month, right? so I can still get ready and get enough rest"
"Are you sure you want a hero?"
"Yes, I'm sure Kyai. Maybe this is my test for the event. I'm fine" Wira said with a smile.
"Alright then it's okay. Wira's son will stay"
"Oh yes this ummi brings something for you" said Angel while giving a parcel to the Hero and the word received it.
"Thank you very much Kyai, Nyai, Ustadzah and Angel"
"Either. May the Wira child recover quickly yes, then we intend to return to the boarding school."
"Why is Kyai in a hurry?" tanya ustadz young.
"Because there is still some unfinished business" said ustadzah.
Kyai, Nyai's Mom and Angel smiled.
"Ohh so so? yasudah it's okay"
"Come, Assalamualaikum" leaving the room.
"Girishal"
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Otherside.
Raka thought of something, in a fidgety pacing.
"Are my suspicions right? that the hero is Zou. Arzanel Zou Athalah, who Mama and I have been looking for. And the gods have kidnapped her from Mama. But...why does God do that? I have to investigate it immediately" Raka said.
Raka looks for someone's contact on her phone to contact.
"Hello? You busy?"
Raka let out a breath.
"I ask, you find out about a santri from Pakubumi pesantren. She's a girl, you find out who she's been living with, whose parents' names are, and where she's from."
"You gotit? all right, I'm waiting for the good news" Raka said, turning off her phone.
Raka was silent for a moment
"I have to make sure, my suspicions are true or not about Wira" muttered in Raka's heart.
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"Bi, Angel can ask you something no?" said Angel.
"You ask me what Angel is?" Kyai
"Wira what the hell is bi? character Hero? traits Hero?"
"Yes the hero is a good son, his son is obedient. Why are you asking for a hero?"
"It's okay bi, just want to know what kind of personality the hero is" while smiling.
"Do you not hold a feeling for the Hero?"
Angel was silent.
"Hhh, Angel already knows what love is?" said Bu Nyai while pinching his cheeks thinly.
Angel just smiled down her face
"Is it true that Angel you like heroes?" ask Kyai
Angel nodded.
"But don't tell anyone? including the Hero."
"Why Angel? wouldn't she know if you liked her?" sahut.
"But Angel was afraid later that Wira already knew about Angel's feelings she would keep her distance and stay away from Angel"
"If you hope in humans then be prepared to be disappointed" Kyai said.
Angel was silent for a moment when she heard it.
"Why not try to match Wira and also Angel bi?" ask Bu Nyai to kyai.
"God willing, Abi will think about this matter" he said.
Hearing that Angel smiled.
"May you bless God" in Angel's heart.
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Otherside.
Raka daydreams about something in the room and Mama Raka accidentally passes by and approaches her.
"You haven't slept yet, son? what are you thinking about?" ask Mama.
Raka instantly disperse her daydream.
"Hhh mama, mama hasn't slept?"
"Mom can't sleep son, mama's thinking about the kid"
"He's so similar to your brother. His eyeballs remind me of Zou." he continued.
Raka fell silent.
"Ma, did you ever think that Zou was still alive? and one day he'll be back with us?" ask Raka.
Mama shed tears.
"Mama's sure son, Zou's still alive. He's somewhere we don't know where it is. Mama will always wait for Zou to come to this house. Mama misses her so much, her voice, her cries, her smiles, her laughs. Mama misses it all so much"
Mom hugged Raka.
"Patient mom, don't forget to always pray to Allah. May Zou come back to us soon" Raka said, wiping away her mother's tears and stroking her shoulders.
Mom kept shedding tears.
"Zou, where are you? don't you miss your mom and sister? your mother and sister are always waiting for your arrival.quickly return Zou. We miss you so much here" muttered in Raka's heart as she shed tears.
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In clinic.
Wira can not sleep considering the incident earlier, he felt there was something else when he met with Mama Raka and Raka. He looked up at the ceiling of the wall. And occasionally turn to his friend, who happened to be asleep at that time. The young Ustadz fell asleep alone in a seat, Fahrul and the sleeping word leaned against each other gaping, and the sleeping God sat down with arms crossed over his chest.
"Fahrul, saith. You guys if you sleep funny" said Wira while smiling at the two.
And Wira tried to close her eyes to rest.