
The day after his meeting with Aisha, Iqbal couldn't sleep all night. The shadow of Aisha's beautiful face continued to fill her mind. Now Iqbal is determined to have Aisha. Aisha looks sholeha, so Iqbal intends to compensate her to deserve to be with Aisha.
Iqbal stared at the clock that was coiled around his wrist. It turns out that soon into dzuhur time. A smile was engraved on the corners of Iqbal's lips. He planned something that would make Aisha admire him. So Iqbal intends to adzan in the pesantren mosque.
With a neat dress, Iqbal now stepped away to the mosque. In the middle of the road he met with Kiyai Ahmad.
''Where are Iqbal going?'' ask Kiyai Ahmad.
''I want to go to the mosque, Yai.'' he replied.
''Subhanallah, you are very obedient, son.'' he said. Kiyai Ahmad was happy because Iqbal went early to the mosque. Not like yesterday who always last came to the mosque.
''I want to change a little bit, Yai.''
''Thank goodness, I'm glad to hear it, son.''
''Then excuse me, Assalamu'alaikum.''
''Waalaikum'salam.'' replied Kiyai Ahmad.
Just a five-minute walk from the room, Iqbal has now arrived at the mosque. First he preached first, then entered the mosque to wait for the time of the Adhan.
Iqbal living michrophone mosque. Then took his cell phone out of his pants pocket. Iqbal played a recording of the person who was making the call. Her voice was so beautiful when she heard it.
Outside the mosque, many people were stunned to hear the beautiful sound of the Adhan. Previously they had never heard that sound in the pesantren mosque. Such a beautiful voice amazed them, and of course curious about the figure of the man who owned the voice.
Ustadz Malik greeted Kiyai Ahmad who had just walked out of his room. ''Assalamu'alaikum, Kiyai. Do you want to pray dzuhur as well? Then I come, said Ustadz Malik.
''Waalaikum'salam. I'm going to the mosque.''
''Forgive me before, does Kiyai know who is adhan in the mosque?'' Ustadz Malik asked because he was so curious about the owner of the beautiful voice.
''Iqbal, he's the adhan.''
''What? It was impossible, Ustadz Malik could not believe Iqbal's voice was as beautiful as it was.
''But that's the truth. I saw him going to the mosque. Even he left early so if it wasn't him who else was?''
Ustad Malik found it hard to believe. However, to ensure the truth, it is better to just go straight to the mosque. With a quick step, finally Ustadz Malik arrived in front of the mosque. When he was about to enter, dumbfounded to hear the sound of dangdut music that was so loud.
Iqbal hastily turned off his phone because the sound of the adhan from his phone was finished, and instead changed to dangdut music. Iqbal's intention wants to be praised Aisha the pujaana heart, if this is the case he gets another punishment from Ustadz Malik.
''Astaghfirullah'aladhim. I've guessed, if the voice of the Adhan I heard earlier is not your voice, Iqbal. I did not expect you to act like this in the pesantren, Ustadz Malik shook his head with the behavior of Iqbal that every day is getting ridiculous.
''Sorry, Ustadz. Actually I can't adzan.''
''If you can't make the Adhan you should study first, instead of you playing the sound of the Adhan from the monastery's cell phone everyone is amazed at you. Iqbal, after the dzuhur prayer, you follow me to the field.''
''Yes, what do you want in law?''
Iqbal could only bow down waiting for what punishment would be given by Ustadz Malik. However, the punishment did not change the shame Iqbal now felt. He will be talked about by all the students because of his silly behavior.
After the dzuhur prayer, all santri teachi alternately. That was his schedule until Ashar. It just so happened that Iqbal got the first part, because after this he had to go to the field.
Iqbal was seen lethargic approaching Ustadz Malik on the field. Even he had to endure the embarrassment of being noticed by the other santri. Even some of them laughed at him remembering his behavior that made him angry.
''Ustadz, so I told you what?'' ask Iqbal.
''Now you run around the field for 50 times, '' he said.
''Is that right? Ustadz want to make me faint?''
''According to or punishment I add!'' threaten her.
Immediately Iqbal was silent, because he did not want to if the sentence was added. Running 50 rounds of course must have been tired. Not necessarily he will be strong to live it.
The santriwati had since noticed Iqbal who was running. Iqbal's very neat appearance makes them taste him as a pesantren prince. Moreover, Iqbal good looks above average. There was only one santriwati who was not interested in paying attention to Iqbal. She is Aisha who is the smartest santriwati in the boarding house.
''Aisha, look at that man! He's very handsome. Do you know his name?'' one of Aisha's friends named Nisa patted Aisha on the shoulder while asking.
Aisha immediately turned her head towards Nisa's gaze, ''Oh that's Iqbal her name,'' Nisa replied.
''You secretly know that handsome guy. Or maybe you want to get ahead of us to get acquainted with him, said Nisa with a little suspicion. So also with the other two friends who are their gang.
''Why are you looking at me like that? Are you afraid of not being fooled?''
''Not afraid of not being fooled, but we are afraid that the handsome priest candidates will run out in other santriwati embat, Nisa said.
Aisha just shook her head. Maybe his friend is worried about the soul mate that has been determined by the creator. In the pesantren are many men, so they should not worry about a mate.
''Yes, if Nisa is afraid Iqbal hunt there is embat. If the same santri other is not interested. Because Nisa is interested only with Iqbal, Nisa said while smiling to imagine the handsome face of Iqbal.
''The fool has already arranged. If indeed Iqbal is your soul mate, surely later can also be approached with you, said Aisha who did not want to take a headache.
Before long, Nisa and her friends had finished teaching. They rushed back to the room, but Nisa instead stepped first through the road near the field. He deliberately passed there because he wanted to see Iqbal closely. Inevitably Aisha follows Nisa who is in a drunk romance. Nisa's fear is even nyamperin Iqbal and that's one of the things that is forbidden in pesantren. Men and women are not allowed to mix.
Iqbal saw Aisha and some friends passing by on the edge of the room. Since then Iqbal threw a smile at Aisha. However, Aisha was acting ordinary. Even Nisa thinks that Iqbal is smiling at her.
'Did he admire me too, ' Nisa murmured inwardly.
Nisa was about to approach Iqbal because she wanted to greet him, but Aisha pulled her hand away from there. It could be a problem if Nisa's action was seen by Ustadz Malik.