DRIBBLE

TENSED

At 9.15 wib, the ustad and ustazah of the tahfiz house santri guidance one by one began to arrive gathered in the living room of the mother tahfiz house.

After experiencing Hajj Abas and Ustad Jalal, they occupy living room seats that are large enough to accommodate up to 15 people.

Previously the living room was quite large, but Haji Abas took the initiative in dividing it into two so that it was only half as large.

While some of the living room in the partition to function as administrative room for Pesantren Business Administration.

“Ustad Brotherhood where?” hajj Abas asked after paying attention to his guidance teachers.

“Kang Ikhwan said following the hajj sir, he was directing children to do clean-clean activities.” Answer one of the ustads named Amran.

“Oh, yes we have just started,” said Haji Abas.

“Muhun, mango..” replied They all while nodding.

“Thank you everyone has come, there is a very urgent thing to talk about the events experienced by ustad Jalal,” said Haji Abas stopped short of breathing.

Some ustad and ustazah who did not know the incident last night seemed confused. They look at each other who just don't know it.

Although there are some who know the event directly but at that time they only know and see directly when the Ustad Jalal lying unconscious on the floor of the mosque left side.

All those at the site at the time did not know the cause at all.

“Maybe ustad and ustazah there are some of you who do not know directly the incident last night that happened to ustad Jalal. Why ustad Jalal to pinsan, right.?” haji Abas.

“Muhun pak haji,” sahut they are enthusiastic.

Then Haji Abas also asked iftad Jalal to tell the incident he experienced. Only to hajj Abas and ustad Sofyan did he tell the cause of himself pinsan.

Ustad Jalal then began to recount the incident last night in exactly the same detail as he told on the Hajj Abas and Ustad Sofyan.

In the atmosphere of tension listening to the story of the old Jalal, suddenly there was a sound of glass breaking very loudly from the outside. Just the sound made ustad and ustazah jump in shock on his seat.

Prahaang...!

“Aaaaaakkkhhh..!” the screams of the ustazah jumped.

“Astagfirullah!” squealing the ustads in unison surprised not playing.

“Ustad Ikbal, try to see what it is that broke,” Haji Abas said.

Haji Abas and the others stared at the Ikbal leader who rushed out. Everything was made curious by the sound of glass breaking from outside it. They just looked at their heads in their seats looking for the source of the sound. But I see nothing as far as the eye can see.

“Already, already... continue ustad,” pinta haji Abas to ustad Jalal.

They all tried to calm down, his eyes were back on ustad Jalal. With the feeling still overwhelmed by tension, the ustads and ustazah also returned to listen to the narration of the Jalal.

Until it reaches the end of the story where Ustad Jalal really shocks in the peak situation of his fear. With a vibrating voice, Jalal spoke the message spoken by the creepy creature.

The deg!

Just contact the tense atmosphere that had haunted the feeling of all the previous ustad and ustazah, immediately made them shudder in horror.

They looked at each other again, not knowing what was on their minds. Then without being commanded, the ustads and ustazah simultaneously turned to the hajj Abas.

Their gazes were as if they were going to ask Haji Abas for his opinion. Stared as soon as Haji Abas just sighed a long sigh then said; “That's why I collected ustad and ustazah here.”

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