Kantil Village

duty of the holidays

the next day, Ustadz Haris woke up at three in the morning, and when he was going to go to take a bath, Ilya still hugged her husband's body.

his intention to wake up to perform the night prayer instead re-hugging Ilya and repeating the hot sport both.

"stop it, we'll have bad luck soon, and people will wake up soon" he whispered

"wait..."

both of them went out to the bathroom, even Ustadz Haris was like a thief who was afraid of being caught by people.

they immediately took a big bath, but just came out of the bathroom, he was shocked to be surprised by Cakra smiling towards him.

"ciye duren ciye." ledeknya with a face pesky.

"sstts.. silent mas, later if there are horrified how," whispered ustadz Haris.

"indeed why if there are horrors, after all they had gone to the mosque to stay silent in the mosque while waiting for dawn prayers," replied Cakra smiling.

"but there is still Rahayu" said Ustadz Haris.

"he's still sleeping, and my sirep is still working" whispered Cakra, who made sure everything was safe.

they both went to the mosque to pray in congregational dawn, and this time, Ustadz Haris did not want to be an imam because his heart was not completely calm.

Ilya finished praying and cooking for everyone.

he didn't want to bother, so he fried chicken and tofu tempeh, not to forget he also made a paste for everything.

after he finished he made sure all the items were finished in the pack because they would go directly to where they would follow the training later.

Ilya was ready, and had already had breakfast first because he was a little uncomfortable when he had to eat with the others.

Rahayu just woke up, she felt her body was very comfortable, because last night her sleep was very good.

"neng Ilya is ready to go" asked Rahayu.

"iya mbak, because later the car that drove Neng Shafa, immediately took us to Tebuireng, oh yes mbak every night if you can please burn one red onion in the back yes, yes, just in case," Ilya reminded.

"what's neng for?"

"yes to keep away the unwanted things, but that's just the trust of the old man" Ilya smiled.

"iya neng, later I will ask help ustadz Harun," replied rahayu.

Ilya realized that the girl was smiling happily when she mentioned the name ustadz Harun.

he also dispels that prejudice because it is not good to be suspicious of people.

before long all the men came home, Ustadz Haris smiled brightly today.

"wah breakfast is ready, everyone let's eat," invited Cakra who had already put his turban.

while the turban of Ustadz Haris has also been stored in its place, "tumben neng Rahayu cook sambal, as I recall you do not like this type of cuisine," asked Mahmud

"ah this is so that you can feel something else" replied Rahayu.

looking at how to cook and after feeling the sambal, it is easy to ustadz Haris to recognize the taste

as she wanted to refute, and tell the truth, Ilya stroked softly.

"well ustadzah," replied Ustadz Haris upset the man.

"then next time neng Rahayu can cook this again because we like sambal, right?"

"yes, that's right" the other replied.

unexpectedly hearing that Rahayu nodded, she was sure that it would not happen this close.

after all, the content is also getting bigger, and there is no way they can ask pregnant women to cook heavy.

this morning Shafa arrived at the village at six in the morning with his two-year-old son Hamzah.

"assalamualaikum mas" said Shafa who kissed Cakra's hand.

but the man hugged his wife tightly, however, the five-day stay made Cakra miss her dearly.

"i've already mas, ustadz Haris and Ilya please leave immediately so that you are not late, and this is the key to two boarding for you, during the event, during the event, please stay there well yes," said Shafa smiling as he gave a letter.

"well neng," replied Ilya who immediately embraced Shafa

Both of them immediately headed to where they had to attend training.

not only that they will stay one roof and be free, they are indeed husband and wife.

Hamzah's been running around, that kid's funny.

but those who know the hidden power will not see the boy funny, because Hamzah is fearless.

the boy wanted to run backwards as Cakra managed to lift up his son's body.

"Hamzah played in front with the santri brothers yes," said cakra.

"yes." replied the boy running forward

Cakra did not want to, his son saw the statue he had been paging and destroyed it.

because the statue has great power and can be a source of problems later.

ustadz Haris and Ilya have arrived at the house that will be used by them later.

so they do not need to feel sad anymore, after all it will be their residence for the next week

"how mas," Ilya asked.

"whatever dear, now you must serve this husband," whispered ustadz Haris hugging his wife.

they were preparing and could not if their first heart was too late, so they left immediately.

while in the village of Kantil, Shafa really enjoyed being with her husband.

even Hamzah also looks so happy, especially the baby is like an endless energy.

during the week in the village, Shafa will replace Ilya teaching everyone.

in the afternoon at four in the afternoon training event and when he arrived at the residence, the two immediately took a shower in turns.

ustadz Haris also agreed to take a bath first, it did not take long now Ilya's turn.