
The atmosphere is getting darker. The cloud still shaded the forest sky. Inside his hut, Johani sat full of misgivings. The wind sounded roaring from outside the hut. Adinullah has not been home since noon. Sometimes he hoped Adinullah would be better not to go home. But on the other hand, because the rain did not subside with the wind that came suddenly crashing, he so thought about where Adinullah now shelter. He did not go to the field because of the rain. He hopes Adinullah did really go to the fields and stay tonight there.
Johani got up and stepped towards the lamp on the table. He lifted the lamp and shook it. The kerosene in the lamp container is the remaining supply. If Mr. Guru Alamsyah Hasbi does not come to mine it or he does not go to the village to buy kerosene, then for tomorrow night, the atmosphere inside the house will be dark-gulita.
Sounds like people walking from outside. Johani put the lamp back on the table. Slowly he returned to his seat. Fretted. Chest thumping. His belief is more skewed that the voice of people walking outside the house is Adinullah.
Johani's heart immediately beat strongly when there was a loud knock on the door from the outside. Johani let out a long sigh and closed her eyes. His mouth seemed to be reading prayers. The sound of knocking on the door is still heard. It's getting louder. Johani got up and stepped slowly towards the door.
"Who?" johani asked.The voice sounded vibrating.
"Indeed you have another mistress husband so ask like that." There was a heavy voice full of anger coming from the direction. Johani sighed softly. His hands shook as he removed the wooden beams used to prop up the door.
Johani held her breath as Adinullah appeared behind the door. The smell of Adinullah's body was very smelly. He almost vomited, but he was arrested. After Adinullah entered the room, he closed the door again.
"Want me to prepare some food?" johani said he dared to approach Adinullah. Adinullah who was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, looked at him sharply.
"I no longer eat the food of mortality. The lovers of God are fed directly from heaven" said Adinullah. Johani.
"And tonight you sleep outside. Never go into this room while I'm still here. Don't try to break my orders" Adinullah said when he saw Johani still stunned by his gaze. Johani was still silent for a while before finally nodding and turning her body. The shabby scabbard in the suspension was taken away and stepped. Johani thought, indeed he should not sleep in the room with Adinullah. By not following Adinullah, the automated talak Adinullah has fallen. He still survives there only because he wants one day Adinullah aware and return to be the Adinullah who used to be. The husband who loves her. Which always warns him full of gentleness if he is wrong.
"Attent." Johani stopped his steps. He looks.
"Tomorrow, bring Faiz here. I'll take him somewhere" Adinullah said. Johani turned his face back. He looked in the dark front. He was still thinking about whether to tell Adinullah the truth about Faiz or not. Of course, he would be angry if he knew he had left it in the boarding house owned by Master Teacher Alamsyah Hasbi. She was only a woman and alone in that place.if Adinullah knew and was furious, of course tonight would be even more frightening for him.
The rustling of rain was still heard above the bushes and the dried branches of the bidara tree that surrounded the courtyard of the hut. Dark slapping.
Johani put his hearing deep. He got up and leaned against the bundles of piled dry wood. There were strange sounds starting to be heard from inside the hut. The sound of the reot bed inside the hut was heard hacking several times. Johani gave a short sigh. Maybe there was something strange that Adinullah was doing inside that hut. Johani slowly pulled back his body. There was no point in him knowing what Adinullah was doing. There's nothing he can do. Better to keep him in his place. He hopes that tomorrow morning there will be news from Mr. Mas'ud. Moreover, the news of the arrival of Master Alamsyah Hasbi to that place.
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Adinullah was still sitting cross-legged in the darkness. The lamp on the table was turned off after Johani left the room. Some of the spells Zabarjad had taught him began to recite one after another. Tonight he wants to go back to Zabarjad. There was a girl from some of the farm girls he met along his way home, making him a little aroused. The densely packed body of the girl from the thin kebaya and the sheath he was wearing made Adinullah not want to precede him. Bends his ass, making him impatient to want to immediately vent it to Zabarjad. He knew the girl's parents. Someday, if his influence is widespread and he can affect both of the girl's parents, he can definitely feel the pleasure of the girl's body.
"Why do you call me, Adinullah."
There was a soft whisper in Adinullah's ear. Adinullah. That's Zabarjad's soft voice. The ravishing sound that made her whole body tremble.
"Take me to your place, Zabarjad. Miss you. I want to meet you," Adinullah replied in his mind.
"You have a mundung steed. If you've qualified by successfully multiplying your followers, he'll definitely show up to pick you up."
Adinullah smiled. He closed his eyes. He began to imagine the shape and appearance of the mundung beer and signaled in his mind for the Mundung Beer Horse to come pick him up.
The sound of horses rang out. Johani jumped in shock. He returned to his hearing. He lifted his body again. His heart was racing again. The sound of the horse's petrification was clearly heard from the side. Right from the room where Adinullah was. At one time, as long as he lived in that place, he never knew that any of the farmers in the forest area were keeping horses. He was very sure, the sound of the horse was indeed coming from Adinullah's room. He was also sure, Adinullah told him to come out of the hut because there was something Adinullah would do. He doesn't have to doubt it. Master Teacher Alamsyah Hasbi has told him about the current state of Adinullah who is in communion with the jinn.
Johani shifted her body backwards. His hands fumbled towards the woods piled up beside him. A piece of wood was slowly removed from the bond and placed it in front of him. He was not sure what he would use the wood for. But clearly, he felt that he needed the wood in front of him.