DRIBBLE

THERE'S NO LEADS

The sun is a little more perpendicular to the top with its heat rays that shade the children of santri Tahfiz who are carrying - royong cleanly in the yard of their new Tahfiz house. The spirit of the children of the santri is still clearly visible on his face. Some are sweeping pieces of grass, some are clipping garbage piles, some are watering the yard with water from a hose.

While Haji Abas and the ustad who helped him just monitor the clean-up activities from the front porch even deliberately gave freedom by letting the students while playing with joy.

Not long ago, the Ustad Fajri gave a call to the children of the santri to stop their activities and 2ihimbau to clean the body and then gathered in the mosque to perform Duhr prayer congregation.

"Come, everyone clean your body and then we do the Duhur prayer yes." exclaimed ustad who is still in his 20s.

The children immediately ran away after their activities passed by the place where Haji Abas and some oustad gathered.

After no more children passed in front of him, Ustad Fajri also stepped out of the front porch to the right side yard of the house to check that there might still be children santri there.

And sure enough, in the side yard close to the fence wall he saw there were still 3 children who were talking to each other while standing like confusion. Ustad Fajri immediately went to the three children to immediately return to the dormitory to clean up the body.

“Loh why is it still here?! Let's clean your body then pray Duhur,” invite ustad Fajri.

Got a reprimand from the Fajri Ustad, the three were jolted with confused faces mixed with fear. The three children looked at each other while moving their heads pointing at each other giving a gesture to speak. But none of the children dared to say it.

“What's Holy, Anisah, Alvi?!” tanya ustad Fajri.

The three children again threw each other's eyes to answer but the three children lowered their heads.

“You why?” ask ustad Fajri gently while half-couched down to lower his body to align with the children.

“A, aanu ustad, from earlier we did not see Zahra, ustad...” Alvi said

“Zahra Nurjanah?” Ustad Fajri.

“Muhun ustad!” Cried the three children together.

“Mm, maybe Zahra has entered,” said ustad Fajri.

“Not possible ustad! We haven't seen it since before on disperse!” The son of the Holy Name.

In Fajri's mind it's possible that Zahra was already in the dorm without them knowing. Not as small as it crossed his mind there was the thought that Zahra was really lost as expressed three friends even very unlikely Zahra out of the neighborhood Tahfiz house without asking permission to his ousted. So that Ustad Fajri did not respond so much to the anxiety of his three students.

“Ya already let ustad who are looking for yes, now you are fast to the dorm later after bathing directly gathered in the mosque,” said ustad Fajri ease the turmoil of the three children.

Holy, Anisa and Alvi rushed to run away from the place following his friends who had disbanded. Ustad Fajri walked quickly behind him back to the terrace to tell Haji Abas and other fellow Ustadtad about Zahra.

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The sound of I see Azan Duhur sounding melodious from the toa placed temporarily on the roof of the mosque because the tower building has not been completed in the wake.

... Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar (2x)

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... Asyhadu allaa willaaha (2x)

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... Ashhadu anna Muhammadar rasuulullah (2x).

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... Hayya's 'alashshalaah (2x)

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... Hayya's (2x).

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... Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar (1x)

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... Laa lilaaha (1x)

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Only a pause a few moments after the azan, then the setuan iqomah was re-echoed filled the mosque.

about Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar...

asyhadu allaa illaaha...

asyhadu anna Muhammadar rasulullah..

heck Hayya' alashshalaah...

heck Hayya's 'alalfalaah...

qad qaamatish-shalaah...

Qad qaamatishshalaah...

hentai Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar

helena ilaaha...

Everyone stood up to start performing the Duhur prayer with Haji Abas as the priest.

They also perform the prayer of duhur four rokaat and then continue with the prayers. Upon completion, the voice of Haji Abas was suddenly heard through a loudspeaker delivering a notification.

“Assalamualaikum watohmatullahi wabarokatuh.” said Haji Abas started the direct answer by pilgrims in unison.

“My dear children, your Holy sisters Alvi and Anisa were looking for Zahra. Is ananda Zahra here among you now?”

For a moment the atmosphere immediately sounded boisterous especially in the rows of princesses. But no one answered him.

“Or maybe someone saw it?” ask Haji Abas again.

The atmosphere was boisterous, there was a sound of apos asking each other. But no child answered.

“Again Abah asked, have any of you seen Zahra?” haji Abas' voice began to grow anxious.

“We do not see Abah..” say children princess in unison.

The atmosphere in the mosque is boisterous and there are anxious chirps from santriwan and santriwati. Then Haji Abas' voice came back.

“Now we are all the same looking for ananda Zahra yes, but remember no one is looking until out of this environment.” Haji Abas.

“Let ustad and ustadzah only who are looking outside around Tahfiz's house.” Continue Haji Abas and end it.

All of them moved simultaneously out of the mosque to find the whereabouts of Zahra.

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In the courtyard of an ancient building resembling a castle, two girls were playing. The two run into each other happily. Sometimes the laughter of the two children was heard.

"Daughter, I've been chasing him. Capek, hikhikhik" said Zahra.

"Yes to Zahra. Yes, we have entered my house just yuk, in my room a lot of dolls," said the Princess.

Then the Princess extended her hand to Zahra to join her. Zahra greeted him cheerfully with giggling laughter of the two girls.

Zahra, who is in her 10s, seems so familiar with the Princess who is also the same age, even though the two children have just met and met a while ago.

Zahra herself felt very fond of her current existence, even though it seemed foreign to all its atmosphere. The castle-shaped and ancient house, the dim weather like dusk and the quiet atmosphere as if he had forgotten everything about the house of Tahfiz.

Zahra followed the Princess's hand, and the two girls joined hands cheerfully entering the house.

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