Heart Voice

Chapters. 68

That night seemed awkward between Syakir and Ika. The absurdity that Akbar taught Syakirpun could not do if he was near Ika.

"Have you finished the shower?" Ask Ika.

"Well, do you want to go straight to sleep?" Ask Syakir.

"Huh?" Said Ika.

This is even though he is 19 years old but still innocent. He never got out of the pesantren, studied at the madrasah in the pesantrenya. He met only Abi and his brother.he did not have a brother. But still occasionally he met with the opposite sex, and even one of the students in his boarding school.

"Kok Hah anyway? Do you want to go to sleep or do something else?" Tanya Syakir approached Ika, sitting beside her.

"Emm, how do we sleep? I ...i...." Said Ika nervously.

"Udah ah don't be so nervous, let's go to bed! You must be tired, right? You are there, let me be here" said Syakir.

"Yes Ustad" answered Ika timidly.

Syakir and Ika immediately pulled out the blanket and were about to sleep, laying down their bodies slowly and immediately going to sleep. Suddenly from the outside someone knocked on the door very loudly and shouted calling for Syakir.

"Ck, Abang and Kabir are doing it again, already know people are tired of going to sleep. Still disturbed" Kesal Syakir.

"Let me open Ustad, if Ustad is very tired, can rest first" said Ika.

"No, let me. There they will even tease you" Syakir said down from the bed.

With a little nagging like a boarding house, Syakir opened the door and found Akbar and Kabir were already in front of his room with faces like people after payday.

"You what?!" Ask Sykair jutek.

"Well, what a hell of a night for the first hahahaha" Akbar and Kabir laughed.

"That's so, just entered the room was tired. We want to take the tent, there is noh on the cupboard" said Akbar.

"Make what?" Ask Syakir wonder.

"Make fishing! Yes make camping Ucup!" Kabir.

"Slimmer? This Abaghfirullah is still inside the house, and it's already night too. Where the hell are you going camping?" Ask Syakir.

"You don't have to ask most questions. Ambilin is first!" Akbar.

"Wait!" Syakir said it was still jutek.

After Syakir gave the tent to Akbar and Kabir, he went back into his room. Surprised by the indistinct behaviour of his two brothers.

Actually, Akbar and Kabir set up the tent, because they were kicked out by Ruchan and Sandy from his room. Not wanting to get involved with his mother, they finally chose to set up a tent in the front garden of the house.

That night, it turns out there are also Jamil who is ready to bring food for them. Jamil is a lonely boy, his parents sell from day to midnight. And more concerned with its employees than using Jamil's energy.

Since knowing Akbar, Kabir and Syakir. He often went to the pesantren and sometimes chatted with Farhan and Ruchan.

"Assallamualaikum, I brought meatballs for us to eat" Jamil said.

"Waalaikum sallam, weleh-weleh. Inside, there is also meat. All yuk cooking" Take Kabir.

"May as well" said Akbar.

The three of them set up a tent in a small garden in front of Ruchan's house. Fortunately, the sky was also overcast that night. Enjoying the atmosphere of the night in front of the house, hearing the voices of the words of the holy verses of the Qur'an that are chanted by some santri in the pesantren.