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"assalamualaikum ustad,"
"say a man wearing Koko's semi-dress."
"walaikumsalam, what's wrong, sir...?"
"ustad, I want to meet the boy who was lecturing at the market earlier...!"
"the talk at the market...!"
"usss, that's the father who sold meat in the market earlier, whispered Rafi.
"why did the father come here...
why the longer the problem..."
"ADAM...!
FORWARD.." shouted Ustad Robi.
"i-iya Ustad." replied Adam, as he headed forward.
"son, your talk has made me a little aware, this is a gift...
thank you." said the father while giving a piece of meat in black plastic crackle to Adam.
"WOI, GUYS...
TODAY WE EAT MEAT...."
"Meats...!"
"tomorrow you're lecturing on chicken beats again adam, so we can eat chicken again..."
"right, Rehan's right.." cheered the classmate.
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as usual, every night Ustad Robi will definitely check one by one his santri room.
he went into Adam's room and his friends,
ustad Robi also glanced at Rehan and Nanda who had fallen asleep,
but in the room was not found the whereabouts of Adam and Rafi/the boy with glasses, glasses,
"aaah, that's the kid..."
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"dare to act, dare to take responsibility..."
PRAKKKKKK (the sound of a rattan punch)
all the students who escaped, collected in front of the class and ready for interrogation one by one.
"Aldi, where are you from...?" tanya Ustad Robi with rattan in her hand.
"i last night, saw a concert in the village next to ustad..."
"astaghfirullah, please,
hands, where are your hands...
here's your hand..."
PRAKKKK
"Rangga, where were you last night...?"
"i-I went with Aldi, watched the concert last night..."
"oo, rame did bad, you followed...
astaghfirullah's...
raise your hand..."
PRAKKK
"are you Adam...?"
"i, watch the lecture of ustad...!"
"watch lectures...
those nights watching the talk, lying to you...
hands up, quick..."
PRAKKK
"by Allah, I watched Mr. Ustad's talk last night, at the front stall of the cottage..."
"it is a lie, but take the name of your God...
really you're outrageous, raise your hand..."
PRAKKK PRAKKK PRAKKKK
"hiks hix, lettuce..."
"Rafi, do you want to lie like Adam...?"
"no Ustad..."
"where were you last night...?"
"follow Adam Ustad, watch the lecture..."
"o Allah, this promise of yours begged,
raise your hand..."
PRAKKKK
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"assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh"
"walaikumsalam, Ustad.." replied the stall father in front of the pesantren.
"what's wrong with ustad...?"
"i want to ask you, these two boys, Adam and Rafi...
last night was here, wasn't it...?"
"every night yeah...!
ouh, don't be last night every night they're always here Ustad, to watch TV at this stall,
but Ustad, these kids are here to watch TV talks, you know,
the schedule of these children is already memorized, the schedule of the famous Ustad-ustad on TV,
what's wrong, mr. ustad...?"
"Adammit,....!" ustad Robi feels guilty.
"sorry, Ustad..."
"take this rattan, son." said Ustad Robi while handing the rattan over to Adam.
"hold it with your hand, son...
hold tight, son, hit me son...
hit me, reply son...
do it...
like I did to you in class, hit your hardest...
I don't want God to be cheap to me, son, because it's wrong to give the law to you son...
now, do it, son...
reply son..hit son..."
"no Ustad..."
"hit son, hit me now son...hit son.hit now son..."
hyks hyks (Suffering Adam)
"i'm sorry I justad." said Adam while kissing ustad robi's hand.
"sorry Ustad, son, Ustad wrongly punished you...
are you sincere, son..."
"yes Ustad, Adam ridho ustad..."
"may this be a field of good for you, son..."
