The Stambul Quran

Jafar was given a special assignment by his teacher's brother

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That's how Ari and his men now no longer dare to mena. Since the fight from Sidiq. And they realized that they would not win against Sidiq without Jalu. And they also do not know if Jalu himself is fed up with Ari.

“Bang Jalu ask for help we find a person named Yasin, who used to fight with bang Jalu's father.” Ari uses his men to find Yasin and where he lives. The rest will be Jalu's own business….!?!

Well we'll help you find information about the guy named Yasin. But is there any other information that helps us more easily get it.” Ask Herman.

“Nothing except just that guy is pretty high-scientific and his guy is temperamental, that's it.” Answer Ari briefly.

Then after they held talks about how to deal with the defeat with Sidiq, they finally made the temporary decision not to act strangely first. Until he got a statement who Yasin meant Jalu.

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Meanwhile, the atmosphere of Sidiq's school temporarily becomes safe, free from the act of arbitrary actions of Ari and his men. Even the name Sidiq became an icon of school children, even Sidiq is increasingly popular in the eyes of school friends. Even Sidiq itself is still as before. Only now more often with Riska, even every hour of rest where there is Sidiq there is also Riska. Although never just the two, Lita Riska's best friend almost always accompanies them. And if Lita is not there then Riska will invite her girl friend to meet with Sidiq.

Not only that, some students will try to get close to Sidiq. From the sympathy and admiration to the one who so put his heart to Sidiq silently because he knew Sidiq was Riska's boyfriend.

“Mas you are now so famous in school even many girls who now like mas Sidiq. Has Sidiq not changed with Riska ?” tanya Riska fishing Sidiq while in the canteen.

“What changed Risk ? Sidiq will still be the old Sidiq, if only more friends will Alhamdulillah more brothers.” Answer Sidiq.

In his heart Riska increasingly admired Sidiq, because when he was now liked by many people did not show the slightest change. Still the same with Sidiq who used to admire Riska, Sidiq who persevered and persevered in trying to continue school. Although it used to be close to quitting school when Yasin and Fatimah were in a bad economic situation.

And now as Sidiq's popularity rises, his parents' economy has also gradually recovered Sidiq still remains the same and still continues to school while working part-time.

“Haqi Sidiq, when will teach us to practice martial arts dong. Let if there's a nosy guy we can fight.” Say one of the students.

“Aah Sidiq can only be a little straight, afraid to disappoint you.” Sidiq replied while glancing at Riska looking at Riska's somewhat jealous expression whenever another student greeted her.

“Eheem no papa times mas you teach them, anyone knows there are.....!” said Riska a little bit glutinous.

Sidiq who saw it immediately understood if Riska was less pleased, then made another reason.

“I will not have time again, go home from school directly to work to find extra pocket money. And Sunday work full time.” Answer Sidiq.

“Do not be angry dong Riska, we know that Sidiq only loves you. We also just want to be taught martial arts only no more than that.” Said the student.

“Yes, I'm not angry, I mean who knows if there will be talented martial arts and can join the tournament.” Killah Riska's.

Sidiq only held back laughter hearing Riska's words that felt smart in the blessing.

“Gini only, if there is an interest in learning the Ihsan is also a martial expert you can ask for help Ihsan. He's not too busy like I have to work looking for extras, to ease the burden on my parents.” Sidiq.

“Lah why I brought you Diq, can you ask.” Ihsan.

“What's wrong with sharing San, don't you also like to practice and train martial arts in pesantren.” Answer Sidiq.

“No, I was afraid to have a crush on one of them. They're afraid no one wants to be with me Diq.” Gura Ihsan was greeted with a heard laugh.

“Don't do that San, you don't PD that you're pretty handsome too kok.” Riska.

“You'd rather be with Sidiq than the same I am Ris.” Ihsan's temptation to Riska makes Riska wrong. While Sidiq only smiled in response to Ihsan's joke. Because Sidiq believes Ihsan is just kidding, because Ihsan has a crush on the girl of one school boarding school.

“Tar I sayin to Arsya just know the taste of lo San.” Sidiq.

“Ngawur aja lo Diq, time can not be different in jokes and serious.” Said Ihsan pouting, feeling his secret being dismantled.

“Eeh who is Arsya ? Owh apparently Ihsan already had a bustle as well huh. Who is heartbroken ?” risk Goda.

Ihsan was just a manyun who had been laced with Riska and Sidiq in front of the students in the cafeteria. And suddenly there was a student who came closer and knew to give a flower to Sidiq.

“I give this flower gift to the person who has made this school quiet.” Said the student who immediately handed flowers in his hands to Sidiq. Without caring there is Riska there, even no matter the action is seen by many people.

Sidiq who became shocked and confused was unable to refuse the flower, so Sidiq reflexively received the flower in front of his girlfriend Riska.

The people who were there were a bit surprised to see it, and they spontaneously clapped. The point is to pay tribute because he thought what the student did was sincerely grateful to Sidiq.

But at that time Riska stood up and stepped away from the place and took Lita's hand her best friend.

“We are back to class yuk Lita.” Riska said while holding Lita's hand forcibly. Lita just follows what her best friend wants, because Lita knows if Riska is feeling bad for what the schoolgirls are doing.

Sidiq became misbehaved, willing to pursue Riska and Lita like Riska just got angry. So prefer to stay silent while looking for an opportunity to explain to Riska later.

“Owh sorry Diq, I did not think that your Riska chick got so angry. I mean, just thanking you doesn't mean anything else. Kok your girl is jealous so anyway, not cool.” Said the student named Arina.

“Already, do not need to comment on Riska so. It's natural that he's angry, and that's my business with Riska. You should appreciate Riska.”'s feelings a little Said Sidiq rather arrogant to the student named Arina.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interfere. Just surprised, if I were your boyfriend also would not be so, too jealous of the village.” Arina's words deliberately heat up Sidiq's manation.

“Better you go first, do not disturb my best friend Sidiq. You realize not really, if your actions make Riska her boyfriend so angry ?” Said Ihsan who did not like what Arina was doing.

“Hah... who elo chat with me, my business is with Sidiq not with elo....!” Arina Sahut.

“Sidiq was actually very angry to hear that answer, but because of what Sidiq's woman faced choosing to silence held her anger.

“We just go San, the atmosphere is not good here.” Take Sidiq to Ihsan

The two left the cafeteria after paying for what they had eaten.

“Heeh Rin, max you what the hell, do you not know if Riska is Sidiq's girlfriend ?” dina arrives a classmate of Sidiq who reprimands Arina.

“This again, do you also blame me ? Lo what is Sidiq mang, brother is not a girlfriend nor why do you rent so ?” arina.

“It's hard to talk to people who don't have hearts.” Said Dina as she walked away. Dina prefers to go to see Riska and Lita to explain what happened after they left Sidiq earlier.

“Riska wait a minute..!” said Dina chasing Riska and Lita step.

“What's Din ?” ask Riska whose eyes are still damp, because it runs out of heartache.

“I'm sorry I didn't mean to interfere, but what happened earlier wasn't Sidiq's fault. Sidiq remains loyal to you, I testified earlier that saw Sidiq's reaction to Arina.” Dina. Then tell me what happened after Riska and Lita left Sidiq.

Finally Riska could accept the words of Dina who was considered Neutral in this case. Riska also intends to apologize to Sidiq after school later, because Riska feels guilty for being too jealous.

“Owh so yes Din, thank you Din you are very good with me.” Riska.

“Not an excessive effort Ris, that I did because I know who Arina really is.” Dina.

“Maksut Dina, know Arina how ?” ask Lita who is curious.

“This is off the record first but yes, Arina is home not far from my house, and Dina knows that Arina is actually a close friend of the Herman. Dina is somewhat suspicious of what she did earlier it was Herman's scenario to keep Riska away with Sidiq. Then Ari who will enter to approach Riska.” Answer dina.

“Owh so yes, their base is indeed cunning..!” lita said grumpily.

“But Dinah please do not let Sidiq know, afraid he can not hold his emotions even though this is also only Dina's suspicion, there is no evidence.” Dina.

“Iya Din's. Thanks I also know that Sidiq mas will certainly be very angry if you hear this. and Riska will not tell mas Sidiq.” Answer Riska.

The entrance lesson bell was heard, they immediately headed to their respective classes. Dina stepped up and would tell Sidiq if she had explained to Riska. Without having to tell what Dina's suspicions are. Just want Sidiq and Riska to get back together like before.

“Mas Sidiq wait a moment, can we talk for a moment here before going home ?” tanya Riska accompanied by Lita.

“Iya may, but promise do not wear angry yes ?” answer Sidiq.

“Tenang Diq, Riska will not be angry anyway. Riska already knows what happened.” Lita Sahut.

“Max it ?” tanya Sidiq pura does not know yet, even though it has been told to know Dina although not entirely.

“Just go directly to Riska.” Answer Lita.

“Truly so Ris ?” ask Sidiq to Riska gently.

“Iya mas, Riska apologized earlier angry because mas Sidiq received the flower. Riska thinks mas Sidiq received love from Arina with a crest of the flower.” Speak Riska while bowed.

“Diih how can you think so anyway Ris ?” ask Sidiq. Then Lita explained that Riska was very sensitive . and the rose that Arina gave to some people was interpreted as an expression of love. So Riska also became misunderstood by Sidiq.

“Yeah, is that so ? Whether by giving roses to the opposite sex is interpreted as an expression of love, Sidiq even just heard this because.” Answer Sidiq.

Riska who was sad so held back laughter hearing Sidiq's innocence in that matter.

“So mas Sidiq never heard of such a thing?” ask Riska while smiling with an amused smile.

“Iya right Riska, earlier I thought you were angry because other things are not like that.” Sidiq replied that the somewhat confused one also heard that the rose was an expression of Love.

“Aah mas Sidiq how the hell, cook such a thing do not know ?” Riska.

“Terus do I also have to give a rose for you Riska, as an expression of love ?” Ask Sidiq a little teasing Riska. Makes Riska blush her cheeks in embarrassment.

“Aah elo there is aja Diq, it is official soan ngapain also use roses again. But if you want to love also do not papa, is it Ris ?” lita said she was teasing Riska.

“Aah already, the important thing is clear the problem, we go home yuk.” Take Riska to divert the conversation.

Then the three of them stepped home, because the school was also quite quiet. In Sidiq's heart so thought to give roses to Riska, “ already wet, and I must be honest if I love Riska. Tomorrow I bring roses for Riska ah, let her be more happy.” Sidiq said in Heart.

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Jafar ngajar beladiri

Jafar POVs

“Wah tired also out of physical exercise with friends, I want to take a shower first ah.” I said in my heart. And was about to go into my new room to get a towel.

“Kang, if martial arts do not be too hard dong practice. Nia's body so pegel pegel kalu wake up sick.” Nia ketus.

“Sorry ning Nia, but it is so that people practice Physical before practicing the jurus.” My answer.

“Bodo, I don't want to know tomorrow if you train physically don't like usually Nia does not want.” Said the stubborn Nia. I just kept silent and did not refute Nia's words, Jafar said in his heart. “ Ning Nia is why the nature is very hard yes, but according to Umi (my mother who is now asking to be called Umi ) her brother who is just a very soft boy. But yes, I with Nisa also harder Nisa nature. Fortunately they are not the same age, if the same age can be dangerous because it will often storm.”

I immediately entered the room and took a towel for a bath, and I prefer the bathroom that is usually used by santri Ndalem (who lives in his kiainya house) even though he is allowed to enter the bathroom of the family of the teacher. I feel it's less civilized if I go in there.

After bathing I was preparing to perform maghrib prayer, but while relaxing arrived ning Nia came and nagged again.

“Kang, called abi tuh. Beware yes can not say that nia likes to protest to akang..!” nia Ancam.

“Iya ning.” Answer's short.

I feel a bit heavy given the responsibility of educating Ning Nia specifically by my brother and Umi. But I can't possibly refuse teacher's orders either. The extremely stubborn Ning Nia was extremely difficult to control. And strangely every time I was with him my heart kept pounding like when I first met him, what was it ? I so daydream Nia the daughter of my teacher's brother.

Arriving in the living room I faced the teacher's brother by first kissing his hand as a form of respect for me as his santri.

“Assalaamu ‘alaikum boat..!” I said to Abah, teacher.

“Wa’alaikummussalaam, sit first you Jafar.” Said the Master.

“Iya bah, are there any tasks that Jafar should do bah ?” I asked my teacher.

Abah teacher was silent for a moment, like looking far ahead.

“You must follow in the footsteps of your ancestors, and from tonight on you I will give the task of Pilgrimage every night to the graves of my parents.” Answer Abah Guru.

“Whose name is bah ?” my many.

“Self, would be the same who is assigned only you.” Answer the Teacher.

I got confused, wasn't this what my father did when he was at the boarding school as well. Yuyut once told me, even my father had made a pilgrimage to the tomb of Eyang Sidiq Ali accompanied by Yuyut. And now I am also given the same practice, Pilgrimage to the tomb.

“Is there a special prayer that Jafar should read when Pilgrimage Bah ?” ask again.

“There, I'll love you before you leave for tomb.” Answer Abah the teacher.

“Iya bah.” My answer.

“One more Jafar, your brother who is in another boarding school must also do the same with you. And also especially for you, never stop before you are met by my parents in his tomb.” Said Abah Guru.

“Do Jafar have to tell brother Jafar bah ?” my many.

“No need, let later Abah who told through his teacher your brother only.” Answer Abah Guru.

I just kept quiet, only able to guess what the max teacher was without daring to comment on it. And when I was finished I was told to immediately order a muezzin whose voice was good to echo the Maghrib Adhan.

*****

During the pilgrimage at the tomb of both parents Abah his teacher Jafar

Arriving at the graves of the parents of the teacher, I immediately sat down to pray after reciting the prayer to go to the grave. I remember what prayers the teacher was told to read in addition to the standard prayers for the sepulcher, both general and special.

After a while of prayer I felt a wind blowing through my skin. But it is a bit strange because the leaves around the tomb no one moves at all. I felt a strong wind around me sitting.

Even in the solitude of the tomb I felt a bit goosebumps, though nothing seemed. But it was as if I sensed the presence of quite a number of astral beings.

Is like this also what my father used to experience when he was told to pilgrimage and do wirid in the tomb, my mind. The wind was getting louder I felt, until I felt cold not just creeps, even a bit shivering.

“Know this earlier bring thick Jacket.” I said in my heart as I continued chanting the Fatihah reading that was given to my parents. And faintly I heard a voice, which grew clearer and clearer as I called my name.

“Jafaaar.. Jafaaar...why are you here ? let's just go home there..!” the voice sounded even though it was a bit faint. But you do not care, because I was ruled by my teacher's brother, and did not dare to violate it.

The voice that did not exist was again heard, I did not care about it, maybe this was a test for me, I thought. I continued to read the prayer that my teacher had ordered.

“Jafar, you have to help your brother Sidiq, he is in danger because there is an enemy that will attack him.” A faint voice without any form was heard again….!?!

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