Replacement Boss In The Inn

34. Follows

The road trip from the city of Semarang central to the city of Rembang, usually quite normal time for approximately three hours. However, it did not apply to Zoan on his trip this time. It took the man four hours to reach it.

Although Zoan took a driver with him, even the driver was the one who drove Ossa home the other day, Zoan's travel time was relatively longer.

Zoan often asks the driver to stop resting. Stop at some lesehan cafes to berserk while ordering ginger, honey and warm lemon drinks that he likes. Zoan felt trembling and cold on the way several times. The medicine that the doctor prescribed, forgot not to bring. And the final place of rest is in a mosque during Ashar.

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The journey after the dzuhur ended at exactly five in the afternoon. In front of a simple house, but large enough that now kang taxi deliver Zoan to the destination safely.

Zoan had stood at the door and acted like a guest in general. Knock on the door a few times while throwing greetings occasionally.

A woman whom Zoan had assumed was Ossa's mother, was standing in front of the door that had just opened. The woman answered the greeting that Zoan greeted her.

"Ngapunten, ma'am. Is this really Ossa's house?" ask Zoan politely. Endah's mother nodded with a face full of question marks.

"Who is this? I'm Ossa's mother" welcome Endah's mother.

"Sorry, mom. My name is Zoan, from the city of Semarang. Want to see Ossa. Is Ossa home, ma'am?" ask Zoan. Trying to speak as decently as possible to the almost middle-aged woman in front of him.

"Zoan,,???" Endah's mother looked stunned in disbelief. I remember the story of Ossa about the name of his boss in Jakarta and Semarang.

"Excite, ma. My name is Zoan." The handsome man nodded and smiled convincingly. Endah's mother was surprised by his face.

"This is boss Ossa at the Semarang hotel?!" ask Ms. Endah honestly and look surprised.

"Excite, ma. While Ossa was still working at the inn," Zoan confirmed.

Endah's mother nodded. Immediately invite Zoan into the house. Says if Ossa is having an event at the Masjid. And Zoan nodded in response.

"Mom, is Ossa married?" ask Zoan in between the chat.

Ms. Endah was silent. Doubt read from his eyes to answer.

"Ossa to this day is not married, mas Zoan," replied Ms. Endah later.

"Is Ossa getting married, ma'am?" asked Zoan with enthusiasm.

Endah's mother held her breath again. This time the confusion became more and more noticeable on his face.

"For this, I can't answer. Sorry, but Zoan. Better wait for Ossa to come. After Maghrib had finished the event at the mosque, Ossa would have come home soon." Ms. Endah refused subtly to answer Zoan's question. Because Ms. Endah was feeling all wrong and restless.

"alright, mom.. What if I also go to the Masjid for a while? Because Maghrib is coming soon. All I join the congregation, who knows can still get a piece of Rajab's lecture there, ma'am," Zoan said goodbye. The man stood up.

"Eh, wait.. Mas Zoan, you don't know the mosque yet, do you? Let's take Ossa's sister with him.." Miss Endah while shifting quickly towards the middle room.

Then back with two girls in Muslim clothes and hooded exactly the same. Very pretty, fat and adorable. They looked at Zoan without a blink.

Stunned Zoan looked at the two beautiful little girls with very clear eyes. Similar face no blemish and scratch one. Given if Ossa might have been like them as a child. A face without sin and certainly very innocent. Zoan smile.

"I'll excuse you, ma'am. I brought them," Zoan said farewell, and Endah nodded with a smile.

Zoan follows two twins who have begun to walk the lead. Just keep watching them walk in silence. However, Zoan still had time to ask the names of the two of them each. Divanah and Davaniah answered loudly while continuing to walk by looking slightly back. They were very enthusiastic and excited following the older brother who was ignoring them temporarily.

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The commemoration of Isra Mi'raj day which was accompanied by lectures and tausiah was very lively. Jamaat flock to come inside, as well as to the mosque foyer with very flowing and spilling. Ossa and Mita. They were sitting comfortably in the safest position. In the front row and next to the door of the mosque foyer with Ossa leaning against the wall. Mita sat solemnly next to him.

The event with the core commemoration of the events of the night of Israel, which is the night in which the prophet traveled from the Grand Mosque to the Aqsa Mosque. And the night of Mi'raj, the event of the Prophet's flight to Sidratul Muntaha, when the prophet got the five-time prayer from Him. Finally ended..

Some worshipers, some immediately go home with rice blessings that have been brought prayer together. And there are many who also stay for the congregational maghrib prayer.

Ossa looked at Mita who was packing rice next to him.

"Mit, how's this? Suddenly I felt ashamed to borrow from the mosque. It's a private matter, going in to borrow public property?" ossa was doubtful. Mita stared for a moment, then shook her head.

"No papa, Ossa. We're part of that general guy, he, he... Who knows if there is sustenance. Spirit, I always accompany. After all, Rahmat has time for us after Maghrib. Do not miss this golden opportunity, Ossa," said Mita stirred the spirit of the karyb. Ossa smiled, too.

The mosque, which a few minutes ago was crowded and frenetic, now feels a little quiet. That will surely be crowded again when Maghrib time really comes.

Ossa was very surprised when the mucena used felt pulled small from behind. It turns out the twins did it. The little duo was occupying a line right behind him.

"Heih, who are you guys coming with,,?!" whispered Ossa with a soft cry.

Divanah and Davaniah look at each other, maybe they are confused to explain.

"The same om-om, mbak," answered Davanah, hesitating. Ossa and Mita looked at each other.

"Om-om who, Na?" ask Ossa curiously. He looked at the faces of Vana and Vani, their nicknames, intently.

"Om-omnya, guanteng. Makep, mbak," said Vani added a statement.

Ossa had to endure the curiosity. The Maghrib Adhan, which had been reverberating a few minutes ago, was now being closed with a loud Iqomah reading. The pilgrims immediately stood up to pray Maghrib.

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Zoan's feelings stiffened suddenly for no definite reason. Make forget to pee since arriving at Ossa's house and also at the mosque. Even when taking ablution. Moreover, the congregation is quite a lot in line behind him to wudhu in the shower.

And when the joint prayer has been completed by being guaranteed simultaneously, Zoan was immediately slid to vent his desire to urinate in the toilet.

Upon returning from the toilet, the mosque was again deserted. Only a few worshippers were seen staying and some were chatting.

Zoan's surprised. Two women in hoods, one of whom he knew very well, was Ossa, holding hands through his head. Following a man whom Zoan remembers is the reader of Iqomah. They headed for a room that read 'takmir room of the mosque'. Zoan walked in the back a little far following.