DRIBBLE

MENACE

A few minutes Mr. Suro was in his subconscious watching the series of events in Karmila's room. The wrinkle on his face deepened, like he was witnessing an event.

Instantly both of Thunder's eyes narrowed to notice the change in expression on the look on Mr. Suro's face. Mr. Suro looked like he was holding back a horror.

Until a while later the vibration in Mr. Suro's head slowly subsided and disappeared. Mr. Suro's condition was calm as before.

Pak Suro's face looked paled, he opened his eyes slowly and incessantly said istigfar in his mutterings.

Thunder was very curious to see Mr. Suro unceasingly said Istigfar. He guessed that Mr. Suro seemed to know something. Thunder Hearts began to pound.

“What's the matter, Suro?!” hu-huntur Thunder asked a question.

“Mmm... Gun, your mother was about to commit suicide but luckily there was a red light that suddenly appeared snatching the scissors just as the end of the scissors was about to hit her stomach,” said Mr. Suro with heart.

Mr. Suro really hid the appearance of Karbala in this room. And he deliberately did not tell Thunder to keep his feelings from causing prejudice against Karmila to make the situation even more murky.

If only Thunder knew the events he saw, it did not rule out the possibility that Thunder would be very hit and could be very hateful mamahnya.

That is what Mr. Suro does not want, because he does not want to see a good family and good people in his eyes it will become a mess.

“But why do you do that sir?!” tanya Guntur was curious.

Mr. Suro was silent for a moment in his concern. In his heart thought, he could not possibly express his conjecture about the forbidden relationship between Karmila and the Genderuwo creature.

Because not only will it cause slander, but it can also result in the only salqh will cause chaos in the Thunder family.

"Father does not know Gun," that's only the answer that Suro sir feels safest.

"Yes sir, tomorrow please help fix this broken door sir. I want to take a shower back to the hospital again" Guntur said.

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At Tahfiz's house on the same night,

The teaching and learning event finally ended right at 21:00 wib. All the children of the sons and daughters scattered out of the mosque into their respective dormitories.

The atmosphere that was originally crowded by the voices of the santri naji from inside the mosque and the joking exclamations as the group headed to the dormitory, slowly began to quiet the land.

Meanwhile in the mosque some ustad and ustazah are also ready to step out after tidying up right which was made into previous learning.

One by one 3 Ustad and 3 ustazah came out of the mosque, while Ustad Jalal came out the very back because it closed the windows and doors.

At the time of closing the door on the left side, Ustad Jalal gasped in shock at the faint sight of a santri princess who was still sitting on the side of the porch to the left of the mosque leaning against the wall.

At a distance of about 5 meters, Ustaf Jalal is still not very clear who the princess is. For a moment he noticed Santri the princess wearing the red veil was sitting down and lowered her head.

After careful attention, Ustad Jalal does not know him, “Is there a new santri?” muttered.

Not a single strange thing occurred to Ustad Jalal's mind, he just thought that the princess santri was a new child and he had not been told because he had never seen her before.

Ustad Jalal was made curious as well as invite him to go into the dormitory to rest without any strange feelings in his heart.

He just wanted to take her to the dormitory and also wanted to know why the child was still in the mosque while the other santri-santri friends were already in the dormitory.

“Adeeek.. Why is it still here?” Ask the road while stepping.

“Deeek... adek why?” Ask ustad Jalal gently.

After waiting for no answer as well, Ustad Jalal also stepped his feet closer to the little girl.

A step...

Two steps...

Three lang....

Instantly, the footsteps stopped in the air when they saw the change in the girl. His right leg, which had not yet retraced on the floor of the mosque, seemed to tremble gently.

Ustad Road gasped and was stunned with a trembling body until his legs were pulled back undoing his third step. He took a few steps back from the girl.

In front of him, just as Ustad Jalal raised her feet in the third step, the body of the little girl in red hood suddenly changed into a slowly growing land.

Jalal's mouth immediately gaped in his mind wanting to scream loudly for help, but no sound came out of his mouth.

His eyes widened, hinting at the overwhelming fear. As if his gaze could not be diverted, Ustad Jalal like forced to see the figure of a little girl who slowly changed her form land increasingly enlarged.

“Tto, to, tolooong...! Toloooong...!” the strangulation of Ustad Jalal, but no sound was thrown from his mouth.

Both legs of Ustad Jalal tremble so hard that it makes him limp on the floor of the mosque can no longer hold his body.

A very pervasive fear pervaded his feelings, he tried to shift his gaze with a head down. But he could not do it, because his neck felt stiff.

He tried to look the other way so as not to look at the change in the figure of the creature in front of him, but the same as his head could not be moved. Even closing his eyes cannot.

Inevitably, Jalal was forced to watch the process of changing the form of a little girl to turn into a large tall creature filled with dense black feathers all over her body.

The look in his eyes was very difficult not to see the figure of a creature in front of him. His fear that was already at its peak made ustad Jalal can only resign.

He was more and more sitting limp jolosoh leaning against the pillar of the mosque when the creature in the form of genderuwo began to look at him.

Both eyes of the old man Jalal increasingly wide, his gaze a little blurred catch clearly the figure of Genderuwo in front of him began to step towards him.

All the recitation of the prayers he memorized seemed to disappear from his memory.

The young Ustad just resignedly stared at the figure of Genderuwo walking closer to him. His mouth trembled from trembling to the point of making a gurgling sound of his teeth.

Now the young ustad's eyes only saw two thick black hairy stems in front of his eyes. After careful attention it turns out that the two stems are two legs.

Spontaneous ustad Jalal raised his head up to see the face of the creature before him.

Unwittingly by ustad Jalal, the distance between the figure of Genderuwo and himself is now only one step in front of him.

Ustad Jalal was about to incline backwards, but could not because his back was stuck at the masjud pole. In the fear that was already on the verge of his limit, ustad Jalal heard a loud and loud voice.

“Go from here! Leave this place! Don't do this again ! If not, feel the consequences!

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