LOVE OF ORDINARY MEN

LOVE OF ORDINARY MEN
Challenges



Leon's first meeting with Nurul's parents was really stressful for Leon, like he was facing a test.


Nurul's father wanted to see the extent of the Quran reading Leon. Although he had never read the holy book directly, but he had reached volume five in the book iqro.


The cleric opened any page in the scriptures, and pointed to a very short verse, only half a line.


But because Leon who was not able to read smoothly, although a little but the young man read it full of struggle. Let alone the melodious rhythm as is usually sung Alzam every time teaching, just to be able to read it with tartil alone is very great for a Leon.


“Sadaqallah hul adzim.” Leon ended his reading.


Seemed sweat coming out of his temple, because he felt so nervous and tense over the tests conducted by his future father-in-law.


“Aalhamdulillah's. Apparently it can be good. Since when did you start learning njai?” ask Nurul's father.


“New few weeks. Not a month, Mr. Kyai,” replied Leon.


“If adzan can not?” ask Nurul's father.


“Ehm... The adhan? Adhan if you want to pray it?” ask Leon.


“Yes, Son Leon. A man must be able to adhan. Later if you have children, will be so born in the same Adzan di-iqomatkan,” said Mother Nurul.


Leon quiet. He lowered his head and replied that he could not yet give the Adhan.


“Then, what if Nak Leon besides learning others, also learn adzan. Three more days of weekly routine study here. Usually it will be finished after the dzuhur prayer congregated in the mosque ahead there. You want, later you are the right prayer dzuhurnya well,” exclaimed Father Nurul.


Leon sontak. He did not expect that he would get another assignment from the father of his beloved girl.


“How to, Son Leon. Couldn't you?” ask Ibu Nurul.


“Ehm... The... God willing can, Nyai ma'am,” said Leon.


“Alhamdulillah,” said the two parents.


After that, they then chatted casually and asked more questions about the lecture. During the conversation, Leon did not mention his identity as the heir to the Andromeda group.


He did not want to give the impression of arrogance to his future father-in-law, and would express it at the right time.


After participating in the congregational ashar prayer at the mosque near the house, Leon immediately returned home because it was very late in the afternoon.


When he had just started his motorcycle and was about to get out of the yard, he saw a motor matic with a woman riding it.


Leon was very familiar with the figure, although his face was covered in a helmet and made the young man turn off his motorcycle engine again.


The new Nurul stops right next to Leon, and raises his helmet glass.


“Assalamu’alaikum, Yon,” greet Nurul.


“Waalaikumsalam. Just got home, Nur?” ask Leon.


“Iya. The problem is, the student is off but the teacher is leaving for pickets,” replied Nurul with a fluffy smile.


“That's yes? I was never a teacher so I don't know. Hehehe...,” says Leon.


“Hehe... Been here long?” ask Nurul.


“Lumayan.I go home first. It was afternoon,” said Leon.


“Ya. Careful well,” said Nurul.


The two separated in front of the girl's house.


From inside the house, Nurul's mother is seen peering through the window. He noticed his daughter's attitude towards the young man who had just visited their house.


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Three days passed, now came the time when Leon would fulfill the second duty of the kyai. However, this time he did not come alone, but with Alzam and Olivia, who asked to attend a routine study at Nurul's house.


At the moment, Leon looks so different. Thanks to Alzam's advice, he today wears a new model of cocoa shirt combined with a pair of jeans, which he used to wear during studies in the hijrah youth field. The only closed collection of pants owned by Leon.



Olivia repeatedly held back her laughter at the sight of the friend's new appearance. If it wasn't for Alzam, maybe she would have laughed out loud mocking her best friend.


“Sssstt! Can't be difficult. We must be grateful because Leon wants to change for the better,” said Alzam.


“Iya, Mas, yes. Justjust... Hihahii... I can't keep laughing... Hihihi..” Olivia had to smother her mouth for fear of release.


Alzam could only shake his head at the wife's behavior. He also asked the pregnant woman to sit in the place that had been provided.


Male and female pilgrims are separated by board dividers. So Olivia had to sit apart from her husband and join Nurul and her mother.


From eight o'clock in the morning until the dawn, a row of teaching events lasted quite wisdom. The atmosphere of the home page of the shady cleric, makes pilgrims feel comfortable lingering listening to tausiah.


After finishing praying together, the cleric called for his worshipers to immediately move to the mosque to perform dzuhur prayer.


Leon looked nervous, because it was time for him to appear in front of everyone to proclaim the dzuhur adhan in the mosque.


Alzam patted the young man on the shoulder to give him encouragement. Olivia is too. He raised both of his arms and bent upwards while calling out a word of spirit without making a sound.


“Fighting!?” said it.


Leon came forward, though nervous and trembling, but he should be able to face his test this time. He began to take his place in front of the microphone and stick his right palm to his ear.


By saying bismillah from the heart, Leon began to recite the Adhan very carefully. He did not want to make the slightest mistake in his first appearance.


Everyone does not understand this situation, but for people close to Leon such as Alzam, Olivia, and others, Nurul and even Nurul's mother also seemed to be tense while listening to the sound of the Adhan echoed by the young man, who had just migrated.


Until finally,


Allahu akbar, Allahu akbar, Laailaaha illallah...,


Adhan is done. Leon managed to pronounce the adhan well without any mistakes, although the tone was not a judgment.


Everyone seemed to sigh in relief as the prayer after the Adhan was read by Alzam, who had prepared with another microphone.


Leon got off the pulpit. His knees were limp, but the feeling in his chest felt so light, after successfully carrying out his task. The rest, Alzam the one who proclaimed iqamat, and after that the kyai advanced to become the priest of prayer.


After all, Nurul's parents invite Alzam, Olivia and Leon to have lunch together. After that, they went home.


They did not return home, but went to Alzam's shop to talk about the kyai's next assignment.


“Hahahha... Hahaha...” finally Olivia's laughter broke after they arrived at the store.


Alzam was no longer able to hold his wife because it had been since the morning the woman tried to hold back her laughter, in order to build Leon's mentality.


“Laughter continues. Rese benget lu,” complains Leon.


“Hahaha... You've got your own talk, Yon. Lu used to be ugly I want to take part in studies, want to learn religion and others because of Mas Al. Now, you are also kek that because of Nurul. Haha... Hahaha..,” says Olivia.


“Udah... Uda... Drink first,” said Alzam.


The young man came after ordering a drink to Amy who was standing guard behind the barista table, and took it straight to their table.


“Mas, I want strawberry smoothies,” Olivia said.


“Siap, Ratuku,” sahut Alzam while presenting the fresh drink to the wife.


“Thank you, Honey,” timpal Olivia.


Leon has since noticed the interaction between Alzam and Olivia, with both hands supporting the chin.


“Emang if people are married, can be more kek gini yah?” tanyakanya.


Olivia and Alzam turned to look at the young man.


"It's not just a form of love, beg*" replied Olivia.


"Honey, can not say that. not good. prospective mothers say it must be good so that their children are not iruin," cried Alzam.


"Let's go to rest" grumbled Olivia.


"Gue's just it, Liv. Bang Alzam's old feelings aren't coming here," argued Leon.


“You will know later pas 'already crammedinnya,” replied Alzam.


“Usaha used to make dapetin blessing of his parents Nurul, just thought that cake,” timpal Olivia.


Finally, only a long sigh was heard from the young man's mouth.


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