
The silk lampshade on the west side began to show its light tinge. The afternoon weather in the Upper Dago area is already very cold air.
In the courtyard of the side house, Mamah Karmila was busy staring at one after another of her favorite ornamental plants. He seemed to enjoy the moment in the afternoon by looking at the plants.
There are red orchid plants, white orchids, love waves, deer antlers, purings, red star clams and there are several more types.
Mama Karmila's eyes feel uneasy for a long time looking at the ornamental plants, his heart feels very spoiled with a sprinkling of colorful leaves and flowers that spread neatly.
By wearing an orange sleeveless t-shirt combined with subordinates wearing very short jeans shows the beauty of a pair of legs that are flat yellow without a stain.
If only the side yard of the house was not blocked by the fence so that people who passed in front of the house can see the mamah Karmila free without obstruction, maybe already hundreds of pairs of eyes that glance at it.
While engrossed in enjoying the beauty of ornamental plants, suddenly Mamah Karmila was surprised by the sound of car horns from the front of the house.
Tiii...
Mamah Karmila turned to the front of the fence, a moment later she smiled. Then Mamah Karmila turned her head to look at the front door of the house hoping that Kunto would open the gate.
A moment later Mamah Karmila breathed a sigh of relief. His estimation was correct, he saw a half-running Kunto emerge from the door leading to the fence of the house.
Shortly after the Gate was opened, a white Pajero entered the courtyard and stopped at the front of the house.
Thunder came down from his car, just one foot was on the ground, Kunto came over.
“Gun, there's a letter from campus. I put it in your room,” Kunto said.
“What letter is Kun?” Thunder asked as he continued to get out of his car.
“No idea, bill times,” reply Kunto.
“What billing? Cave keel is not rich lu ah,” sumput Thunder.
“Yes times, hehehe..” says Kunto.
“Mamah where Kun?” Tanya Thunder walked into the house followed by Kunto beside her.
For a moment Kunto seemed to wander in search of the mother of Karmila.
“So the hell I saw in the side garden, I think it's still there deh,” replied Kunto.
“Oh,” muttered Thunder, then unloaded towards his room. He immediately turned back his body stepping towards the side yard of the house to meet his mother.
A few steps after walking out to the side, Guntur could see that Mamah Karmila was standing on his back among the houseplants.
"Mah.." cried Thunder from afar.
Mamah Karmila turned her head with a sweet smile adorning her thin lips, then said; "Gun, have you come home...?"
"Yes Mah, already want magrib tuh mah, enter yuk.." invite Thunder and then greet the hand of Mama Karmila.
Mamah Karmila nodded then followed the pull of Thunder's hand. Both of them walked into the house.
"Where is mamah's condition?" asked Thunder while walking in tandem.
"Well, you're okay, Gun. It's just that this morning when the mama watering the plants suddenly the head, and the body mamah sick so sick," said Mamah Karmila.
"Well! I'd better check with the doctor. I'm afraid there is still an effect from mamah pinsan yesterday," said Guntur anxiously.
Thunder stopped his steps, then pressed the back of his palm against the forehead of the mama Karmila.
"No need Gun, just a few minutes of pain in the head and body mamah it goes away by itself. Until now you are not okay-why again," said Mamah Karmila.
"What time do you think your sick are?" asked Thunder while walking back.
"Mmm. about 10 o'clock, I guess," replied Karmila.
As soon as Thunder's chest pounded hard, Thunder recalled the incident he had in his study. In the 10s Thunder felt himself very angry which appeared without any reason.
Thunder no longer spoke until he entered the house. He felt a little astonished, why it happened at the same time.
"What actually caused this?" inner Thunder.
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At the tahfiz house in the twilight days leading up to the magrib time...
Outside the mosque bustling boisterous by children santri tahfiz house who queue for berwudlu to perform magrib prayer.
Children – children who are already berwudlu go directly into the mosque waiting for the time to enter prayer while waiting for others.
While the ustad and ustazah guides only pay attention to and supervise the santri sons and daughters berwudlu from the water faucets lined up.
After a while finally all the children santri one by one sudab entered the mosque. Then followed by the ustad and ustazah turn berwudlu.
After all the tusad and tutazah mentors also finished berwudlu, came late Sofyan in haste.
“Ustad new until?” tegur ustad Ikhwan's.
“Iya ustad,” reply ustad Ikhwan while walking towards wudlu place.
“Where to meet the person ustad?” ask ustad Ikwan again.
“Alhamdulillah, meet and prepare said.” Answer ustad Sofyan.
“I first ustad,” said ustad Ikhwan then stepped into the mosque after ustad Sofyan replied with a nod of his head.
After the incident of two children santri trance, Haji Abas took the initiative to ask for help to deal with the disorder at home tahfiz.
After the trance situation was successfully handled, after the subuh ustad Sofyan was invited to accompany Haji Abas to meet a kiyai in an area that is still in Bandung as well.
The lights in the tahfiz house environment appear to have lit up the surrounding area. Likewise in the area around the mosque because the weather in the sky was already dark.
Ustad Ikhwan stepped into the place of wudlu, but before taking the water he went into the restroom because he urinated.
A moment later, Sofyan entered the restroom and locked it from the inside. Just getting ready to urinate, suddenly from above the head of Sofyan's ustad hurtled with the roar of the wind.
Wuuussss!
Kontan ustad Sofyan raised his head. Along with his head looking up, he felt the roar of the wind rushing straight towards him.
“Astagfirullah!” Pekik ustad Sofyan's.
Ustad Sofyan reflek lowered his head again due to the pressure of the wind while protecting his head with both hands.
He slid back to a corner in the corner of the small room measuring 2X3 square meters while hiding his head between his hands.
Egg!
Followed by a sound that was so loud as an object falling from above to cause vibrations felt by the Sofyan ustad.
From the mouth of Ustad Sofyan unceasingly uttered his istigfar. While he was still curled up in the corner of the restroom without daring to look at it.
Ustad Sofyan could not figure out what figure was in the restroom with him. His consciousness was almost gone because of a great fear.
Ustad Sofyan only felt that in the restroom it was no longer just him, but someone else after the sound of objects falling from above.
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