The Stambul Quran

Sidiq confronts Ari's men

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And Ari also came home with a sense of disappointment, because the person who was expected to help him was not willing to help him at this time. The more vengeful and the more hurt Ari to Sidiq, but what else if Jalu was like that. inevitably Ari also had to find out who is Yasin and where Yasin's house, and, for Jalu to help him get rid of Yasin and get Riska at once…!!!

“My shame at school tomorrow, how do I beat Sidiq ya ?” grumbled Ari in heart.

Ari who only rely on the big name Jalu aka Sawung Panjalu can only mourn his defeat from Sidiq. Want to fight directly already frightened because it has seen and felt the speed and strength of the movement Sidiq which is indeed from a small already practicing kanuragan. While Ari himself does not have special skills in kanuragan. Actually only the big name Jalu is what makes him feared. And now Jalu does not want to help him because he considers Ari's problem is just a matter of ordinary young people.

While Jalu himself was confused looking for traces of his father, or at least knowing his grave, when his father was dead. Because Jalu needs something on his father's body to perfect the science of ‘Giling Wesi’ he has. Although Jalu already has the study, but without ‘Terms’ something that is on his father's body will not be perfect or will not match his father Maheso Suro.

Fortunately Jalu did not know if Sidiq was the son of Yasin aka Zain aka Ahmad Sidiq. Jalu only heard his father's enemy last time was Yasin, not knowing any other aliases let alone his real name. While the name Yasin itself is more popular among Yasin pesantren theme friends. If outside of that there are people who know his real name or Zain name for those who know Yasin while still living on the streets first. So it makes it difficult for Jalu to find who Yasin is his father's enemy. Because the time of the incident happened Jalu is also still classified as a child. Jalu was only about six years old at the time.

Ari who was disappointed with Jalu finally returned home in a doldrums. Losing heart, even embarrassed to go to school tomorrow morning. For fear of being asked how his efforts hit Sidiq. Ari who has been fanning the hype will beat up Sidiq and not even had time to deal with Sidiq is forgiven. New also felt the throw of Sidiq that hurt his hand. The end of the screwdriver that Sidiq threw pierced deep enough on the back of Ari's palm. Not to mention the bruises caused by being beaten during that time.Ari will automatically be embarrassed to come to school with such conditions.

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Tomorrow at Sidiq school

POV Sidiq

“Walking time feels so fast, knowing you have to go to school again. It's good that I'm with Riska no huh ? I'm afraid Ari and his men are getting desperate if I go together with Riska. But if not I'm even dangerous later.” Mumbles.

“You're together not Diq ?” asked Ihsan, a boarding school friend and a school friend with me.

“Gak ah, just want to walk while exercising San.” My answer is never to piggyback on Ihsan. Because you prefer to walk while all sports, at the same time so you can be with Riska.

“Huuu... reason alone, just say so I can be together with Riska right?” ledek Ihsan's.

I just smiled, could not deny the fact that I was just close to Riska.

“Eeh San, someone will want me to talk to you at a very important school.” My speech.

“Soal Risk ? ogah ah that is your business is not my business Diq.” Answer Ihsan.

“Not, it is very important to relate to the good name of our pesantren San.” I replied.

Ihsan heard my words became curious, because Ihsan really upholds the good name of the boarding school where he teaches. Although if njai is also lazy lazy but his love is the same kyai and pesantren cottage is very high.

“Serious you Diq ?” ask Ihsan.

“Serious, but later in school so easy to explain it.” My speech.

“Ok, sure don't want to be together. I hunt because there is a PR that I have to do in class, last night did not have time to work.” Said Ihsan who always leaves in the morning to do PR and ask for help from his classmates.

“Iya, I'm on foot.” My answer is that I'm not even perfectly wearing a school uniform. While Ihsan was already preparing with his motorbike to leave for school.

In my heart I said, “At first you are like a diligent child San Jam is ready to leave. But I know you're just looking for a cheat for your PR.” I know exactly Ihsan who is lazy to learn is also lazy to make money, although his son is good and a lot of friends as well. In school also includes children who are quite respected and many friends. Eeh that I can use to find out who Jalu is, his friends are many at school, I said in my heart. I got the idea to find out if Jalu was Sawung Panjalu the son of my father's old enemy. And whether there's a revenge plan with my father or not, my inner self.

I immediately set my foot on my way to school. The fresh air this morning was quite cold. The cool mountain pure air makes the breath fresh and good for breathing and increases the pure air to strengthen my inner power.

Step by step I set foot and soon arrived in front of Riska's house. My heart is so pounding like this, even more pounding than yesterday yes, I said in my heart. Is it because I now have Riska's girlfriend status ? well, what should I do if I meet Riska later. How I even became nervous like this, when yesterday it was not like this.

When I heard Riska's voice calling my heart pounding even more, it even stuttered me to answer it.

“Mas Sidiq, Riska with dong.” Sapa Riska's.

I just kept quiet, didn't answer but stopped waiting for Riska.

“Kok just shut up, and why mas Sidiq's face is a little pale, again sick ya ?” ask Riska.

“Not really Ris, I don't papa kok.” My answer is a bit brick.

“Kok mas Sidiq so strange this way anyway, not usually just talk to nervous. Was yesterday threatened by a gang member?” ask Riska then while walking.

“Aduh Riska, you do not know that I am nervous because it is close to you. And I'm confused how to behave now, after we officially dating.” I said in my heart.

“True yes, mas Sidiq threatened the same them ?” ask Riska.

“Aah no, who threatens to prove it later in school. Whether they still dare to disturb you or not.” My answer began to rule the situation.

“Lah keep why mas Sidiq kok so rather strange so ?” ask Riska.

“Gak papa kok Ris, eeeh. Makes me wrong.” I'm being honest with Riska.

“Yee mas Sidiq is aah, beware if the fight continues. Usually it was the previous kayak, it usually also departs with.” Say Riska lightly. But I had a glance at her slightly reddened face, there might also be a bit of embarrassment as well.

Without feeling the footsteps we had to separate to go to our respective classes. And the atmosphere at school that morning was a little quiet. There were no cries of Ari's men screaming or the deafening sound of their motor exhaust. This is a bit strange, I thought. But I still walked into my class.

And when I got into class, it was even more shocking because almost all of my classmate's eyes were looking at me with a strange look. I could no longer hold back my curiosity, so I greeted all my classmates and asked.

All were silent, just looking at each other as if they were also hesitant to answer my question.

“Halo... can anyone hear my voice ?” I went back to greeting those who were just dumbassing everything. Finally one of the students came up to me, and invited me to sit on the front bench. And then the others swarmed me. I was more confused, what was the truth.

“Sorry Diq, we know you are a brave boy. And we also know that you're a good kid and smart enough in our class.  But.....!” the voice of my classmate paused for a moment.

“But what, just say that Sidiq is wrong Sidiq is not ashamed if you have to apologize to all of you.” My answer.

“It is not wrong Diq, but your actions against Ari's men are enough to scare us. Afraid if they vent to another child who is one class with you.” Said my classmate.

I thought that his words had a point as well. I know my average classmate is a straight kid who's never weird. And no one likes violence, often even succumbing to avoid violence. I feel guilty for not thinking too much yesterday.

“Owh about it yes, Ok Sidiq admitted khilaf did not think long yesterday. And later Sidiq's break will meet Ari so as not to involve you in this affair.because this is Sidiq's personal affair with them.” I said apologize to my classmate. But they were shocked to hear my words, and some whispered whispering whatever was being said.

“Eemm max we are not so kok Diq, not necessarily so I mean you do not have to say that to them. Can even you later persecuted them.” Said one of my class girls named Dina.

“No papa Din, that's a risk I have to face. Honestly, I also can't forgive myself if there are classmates who are victims of their anger because of Sidiq.” My answer.

“Not Diq, really we didn't mean that. Just sorry, we just hope that you better avoid a showdown with them. Sorry yes, do not just because your girlfriend until fighting.” Dina.

I remember in the cafeteria yesterday that I had a hard conversation with Herman Cs, challenging them. And say if Riska was my girlfriend, and maybe Dina was there too and heard it.

Well I became embarrassed half to death, finally the news I was dating Riska so widespread. What about Riska herself right now, my inner self.

“Iya Din, Sidiq ngaku salah Sidiq even proud of you who dare to reprimand Sidiq. Pardon Sidiq, but about meeting them Sidiq will still do. It is Sidiq's responsibility for your safety and security.

“Aduh Diq, really we do not mean that. Don't, forgive us if you offend Diq.” Dina said instead of fear or feeling guilty.

“It's okay Din, really Sidiq did it not feel forced. Because Sidiq is aware of Sidiq's mistake and it is Sidiq's responsibility. You guys don't feel guilty to me that way, I'm even more unwell later.” My words were then greeted by the school entrance bell.

And we disperse ourselves to sit on their own benches, and busy with their own thoughts. And still the atmosphere in the classroom was still stiff because of the conversation I had with Dina and the comrades earlier.

*****

After the lesson hours/first break hours

“I must immediately meet one of the gang members, so that my classmate is not afraid.” I said in my heart. Just as I was about to exit the classroom door, Dina suddenly held my hand holding my steps while exclaiming.

“Where are you going Diq ?” ask Dina.

 “Owh this is Din, I want to have a good talk with the children who were yesterday. Anyway I don't want any of our classmates to be the target of their anger.” My answer.

“You don't add any more Diq problems. If you come to them even you are considered to challenge the matter again.” Said Dina, the girl with thick glasses because of the famous nerd.

“Not Din, I want to talk good. I also do not want any commotion especially in the school environment.” I said.

“No need Diq...!” suddenly my class president Alan spoke.

“Why ?” many wonder.

“I know you mean well, but I'm not sure they'll accept your goodwill. What has happened already, if they really want to involve our new classmate friends we must act to explain. But before that happens we should just wait.” Said Alan.

“What is it not harmful, who knows they act outside school hours ?” I asked Alan.

“The possibility is that there is indeed a Diq, but the possibility is smaller than if you come to them now. Because it can be considered that you challenge them and they will vent to one of our classmates.” Answer Alan.

I thought for a moment to digest the word said Alan, indeed after I thought there was a point as well as what my classmate said. They may misunderstand my actions.

But I had not been able to answer Alan's words, Dina had shouted to say if Herman and his friends came to my class.

“That's why they're headed here now, how's this ?” Dina panicked.

“Quiet first, all do not go out of class first. Let me face them myself, I will try to speak well with them. Hopefully it can still be spoken to well.” My reply calmed Dina and my classmate.

I stood at the door of my class waiting for the presence of Herman, Jefri and Fadholi three children who had a storm yesterday with me. I'm ready if indeed they invite a storm, including ready to be called the principal and teacher of BK. “what can be done, there is no other way but to face them in this school.” I said in my heart.

Herman and his comrades were getting closer, and my classmate became even more frightened. I really do not have the heart to see them scared, there is a little regret why I am less able to control emotions like Jafar my sister, my inner self.

“What comes to my class, if you want to make a fuss don't go to school. And don't involve any of my classmates. They don't know what. Your business is only with me personally.” I said snapping at Hermann, Jefri and Fadholi…!!!

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