Rocker Guys Enter the Pesantren

Episodes.2

Iqbal went to the boarding school with his mother and father. To be honest, he was lazy to go to such a place. But how else, he had promised to obey whatever the request of his father who had released him from prison.

The black car driven by Pak Bima has arrived at the entrance gate of at-takwa boarding school. The students who had just come out of the mosque. Maybe they just did the Duha prayer.

Their arrival was certainly in the spotlight. Especially Iqbal who looks like a rocker. The clothes he was wearing were all black, even his pants were torn.

The arrival of Pak Bima and his family was welcomed by Kiyai Ahmad Abdulah, as well as the owner of the boarding school.

''Assalamu'alaikum, Mr. Kiyai. This is my son who I told you the other day, said Pak Bima kindly.

''Waalaikum'salam. Come with me! Let us talk more freely while sitting down, he said.

They followed where Kiyai Ahmad went.

Now they are in the rest room of the ustadz in the pesantren. Not only Kiyai Ahmad was there, even the assistant and ustadz were there.

''Sorry, Mr. Kiyai. I want to put my son in this school. Hopefully by staying here my son can be even better, said Pak Bima.

''We will try to educate Pak Bima's children well. Because it is one of the duties of the ustadz here, said Kiyai Ahmad.

Iqbal has been silent since. He was thinking about how to escape the pesantren.

''Iqbal, ''' Ms. Fatma patted her son's shoulder which had been silent since.

''Eh yes, Mah.''

''Don't dream!''

''No really, who is daydreaming?'' Iqbal.

Pak Bima and his wife said goodbye to go home. They really gave Iqbal to Kiyai Ahmad. Because they are no longer able to take care of Iqbal that is difficult to manage.

''Iqbal, come with me to your room, '' said ustadz Malik, who is the most disinclined ustadz in the pesantren.

Iqbal said he followed where Ustadz Malik was going.

Arriving at the room to be occupied, Iqbal was stunned when he saw the bed and mattress were so small. It must be narrow if it's slept.

''Iqbal, this is your bed. So in this room there are four people, said Ustadz Malik.

''This is not wrong, my room? There is no room wider than this?'' Iqbal felt uncomfortable in such a cramped room. In one room there are four people.

''There, just sleep in the field.''

Ustadz Malik's words made the occupants of the room laugh.

''Hey, don't you dare laugh at ustadz Malik, '' he told them.

''I'm sorry, ustadz.'' said Lutfi.

''If I want to go out first, you tell me all the activities in this pesantren to Iqbal, '' Ustadz Malik pointed to Lutfi and two other friends.

''Well, Ustadz.'' they answered in unison.

After the departure of Ustadz Malik, Iqbal went up to the bed. He picked up the phone from inside the bag, then listened to music with a headset.

Lutfi and his two friends looked at each other when they saw Iqbal nodding his head while listening to music.

''Lutfi, try to tell Iqbal deh, if in this pesantren is banned from mobile toys, '' said Fahmi.

''Fear it, then it will be sprayed.''

Fahmi approached Iqbal and tried to tell him, Sorry, Iqbal. But in this boarding school you can not play mobile. If caught Ustadz Malik later can be confiscated his phone, Fahmi bravely took the headset that is in Iqbal's ear.

''What the hell, just disturb it. You better get out if you just disturb me, Iqbal looks angry.

''I'm sorry, but fifteen minutes to go there is a teaching schedule. You better be prepared, said Fahmi.

''You guys if you want to njai ya njai only, do not need to use me all,''' Iqbal raised his tone.

Fahmi, Lutfi, and Hasan immediately prepared the Qur'an and their own stationery. After that, we hurried to the mosque.

All the santri and santriwati have gathered in the mosque. There is a limit of its own so that santri and santriwati do not blend.

''Ustadz Malik, can we start?'' Mr. Kiyai Ahmad asked Ustadz Malik.

''Sorry, Sir. Looks like Iqbal is not here yet, '' he said.

Kiyai Ahmad noticed one by one his santri, It turns out that it is true, Iqbal is not among them.

Ustadz Malik invited his five students to come with him to call Iqbal. Because it seems like it can't be alone if it just calls Iqbal that's quite recalcitrant.

Arriving in Iqbal's room, they saw Iqbal who was busy listening to music while dancing in a rocker style.

''Astaghfirullah'aladzim.'' Ustadz Malik stroked his chest to see Iqbal's behavior that did not reflect a santri.

Iqbal removed the headset in his ear when he saw the arrival of Ustadz Malik.

''This is what's so crowded?'' ask Iqbal.

''We're here because we want to invite you to teach, Iqbal. Eh it turns out that there are demons here, but until you joget like that said Ustadz Malik.

''You guys if you want to teach you just stay to teach, do not have to invite me, ''' said Iqbal.

''So you want to listen to us teach instead of participating?'' Ustadz Malik asked Iqbal, but Iqbal remained silent.

Ustadz Malik coded his students to sit cross-legged on the floor. Together they recited a letter of jasin in front of Iqbal.

''Stop! Why even read yasin's letter in front of me?''

''So he said you do not want to join the teaching, yes we have read it, said Ustadz Malik.

''Gue is not a corpse, Ustadz.'’

''Then let's go to the mosque! Don't forget to bring your Qur'an.''

Iqbal was a little annoyed at Ustadz Malik who he thought was quite a forger. He followed them to the mosque.

Iqbal went ablution in interracial by Ustadz Malik. Fearing that Iqbal would escape, Ustadz Malik accompanied him.

''Hey, you wash your face again what ablution?''

''Berwudhu, did Ustadz not see?'' Iqbal did dare to answer every other person's words.

''That's not how it works. Since when did people wudhu from the face first new hands? Let me teach you, Ustadz Malik raises the sleeves of the cocoa shirt he is wearing, then starts demonstrating the way of ablution.

Iqbal listened to Ustadz Malik, after which he imitated him.

Ustadz Malik entered the mosque followed by Iqbal behind him. The Santri noticed Iqbal's presence. Because the appearance that looks different on its own is certainly the center of attention.

Kiyai Ahmad started to say hello to open the event. After that point one by one santri to read the holy verse of the Qur'an.

''Iqbal, because you arrived late, try to read al-fatihah's letter correctly, ''' said Kiyai Ahmad.

Iqbal opened one by one the pages of the Qur'an that he was holding, until the last page. He had no idea where Al-Fatiha's letter was reading.

''Iqbal, why so long? Don't you know where Al-Fatihah's letter is?" Ustadz Malik looks upset at Iqbal.

''Since been looking but did not meet, '' said Iqbal.

''Astaghfirullah'aladzim, ''' Ustadz Malik stroked his chest, while the other santri laughed at Iqbal.

''Surat Al-fatihah is in the earliest part itself. Try to read!'' Ustadz Malik tried to control his emotions, because Iqbal had upset him.

Iqbal began to read al-fatihah's letter in a stammer. Because he is not good at teaching.