My God Wants Him

Bang Baims

Aini has replaced her school uniform with a long-sleeved shirt and trousers anyway, as 5 minutes ago she had come home from school. Not going to go, it's just that he was used to wearing long clothes even though he was at home. There was not a single short dress, because of the sudden worry of a guest who came then he was not difficult to change clothes again, but directly wearing the hijab only. Aini is indeed from a simple family that upholds religious values. So naturally Aini wear long sleeves and trousers when at home, even if there are no strangers in her house she does not wear her hijab.

Now he has eaten his lunch alone in the kitchen, because Ema's mother used to take a nap in the hours Aini returned home from school, and, likewise, his two younger siblings who had come home from school were resting in his room.

drrtt...

sound vibration hp Aini that reads because there is a message wa incoming. He has not changed his vibrating mode from after school earlier, because if at school caught sounding during class hours, can be confiscated by the teacher. So Aini makes a vibrating mode for her phone when she goes to school.

Mr Baim: Assalamu'alaikum, uda deck back home school yet?

Aini: Wa'alaikumsalam, uda sir.

Mr. Baim: Ah, uda how many times brother said, do not call mr. dong, call a brother.

Aini: Uh yes, sorry to forget the bang.

Mr. Baim: Oiya, brother there needs to be la sama adek, ntar brother to the house yes.

Aini: Yes bang.

No more messages. Now Aini is done with her lunch. He had just replied to a message with Mr. Baim. Actually Baim is not an old man, it's just that the age difference is quite far between Mr. Baim and Aini which is the reason Aini called him father. Though Baim masi single and not like the fathers who are in Aini's mind.

Baim is the head of the teenage mosque around Aini's house. Lately there are many needs between Baim and Aini because the mosque will hold a competition event for children around their village. Aini as a Baim secretary in order to prepare for this race is of course busy with everything that needs to be prepared later.

10 Minutes later...

Baim has arrived at Aini's house. Now they are talking about the matter of preparing for the race on the front porch of Aini's house. Aini must have been wearing her hijab. They looked so serious, but in the midst of their conversation, Aini felt her throat dry and needed water to wet her. He also excused to the kitchen to take a drink and bring drinks also for Mr. Baim, uh bang Baim yes hehehe

"Diminum first bang," said Aini after reaching the terrace and brought a yellow drink in the tray he carried.

"Yes, thank you deck, sorry to take the nicotine," replied bang Baim while sipping a little drink that was already in his hand.

"So how's bang? next week the race starts? how many days does it take to bang?" ask Aini a few times before being answered one-on-one same bang Baim. Aini was already sitting on the right seat of Baim's bang, and on the left there was a dividing table of the two of them.

"Yes, the deck, the plan is that, but we'll also see what's going on in the field. If until next week the children who register to participate in the race have not been felt enough, maybe we retreat deck," said bang Baim. How many days we will talk about again.

"What kind of competition does a bang want to make?" asked Aini again as her hand noted down to the book she had prepared. Because Aini's job is a secretary, so he must record everything related to the race.

Bang Baim.. "As usual, the Azan race for men, the short surah reading competition, the Islamic poetry reading competition with regard to the Prophet Muhammad more precisely deh, because this is the race is also made to enliven the celebration of the Prophet's maulid. Trus Muslim fashion show competition and corpse prayer competition." replied bang Baim at length.

"Oh, okay. uda I recorded all the bang," said Aini.

While Aini noted, they also discussed going to hold a meeting of teenagers mosque about this race. Other discussions also occasionally colored their meetings at that time. Until then....

"Yaudah, brother, this taste is all we need to discuss, later you will tell me again what to note again yes," said bang Baim while sipping his drink back to the toilet.

"Then, my brother came home on deck," he said again as he stood up and put on his sandals as he said his greetings.

"Wa'alaikumsalam..," said Aini.

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On the way home, bang Baim walked towards his adoptive mother's house with a happy smile. Because his house was not so far from Aini's house, so he was on foot. He also does not have a vehicle, because he wanders and does not have enough money to just buy a motorcycle. Bang Baim wander around for quite a long time, about 7 years, because he wants to finish his strata 1 lecture at the State Islamic University in Medan, Indonesia, while his biological parents live in a district far from Medan, so he wander. He lived from mosque to mosque, as he was also from a modest family who wanted to save money to live in people's villages. Many students do the same thing as bang Baim, because it is armed with good azan voice skills and if he teaches, so it is easy for him to be accepted as a muezzin in a mosque. In this village, it turns out that there is a kind mother who invited him to stay at his home. The mother was commonly called umi, she had two boys living in her house, so she invited bang Baim to stay with her. Counting as a friend of his son, because the age of his son with bang Baim is not much different, only 2-3 years younger than bang baim.

When he arrived at his adoptive parents' yard..

"Why smile?" asked Umi who was sitting on the porch of her house and saw Baim entering the house with a smile.

"Eh. e. e. e. is okay, why not, mi" replied bang Baim stammering.

"Where did it look like?" ask me again.

"From Aini's house mi.." Baim replied shyly because he was stared at by Umi.

"Oh, the smile-smile so," continued Umi while teasing bang Baim by nodding his head because he felt understood the contents of Baim's heart at this time.

"Yaudah mi, Baim enter first." Baim immediately ran to the room and locked the door of his room, afraid that the two children followed him and wanted to know what he was experiencing just now.

In the room bang Baim lay his body on his mattress that only fit for himself staring at the ceiling of his room while still smiling happily. How not happy, he had just met the little girl of his heart, even though it was only reasonable to discuss the matter of the race, he said, that alone was enough to make his heart flowery because it could sit for a long time with the little girl. Until finally he fell asleep after imagining the girl of his heart..

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