The Ustadzah

Ustadzah Imah

Assalamualaikum Ustadzah Imah, good night...

sorry distracting. This is with Miya.

Greetings waalaikum, son Miya...

so come here?

Insha Allah Ustadzah, this is on the way

Subhanallah, Nak Miya... Ustadzah,

may Allah and Ustadzah Nyi Wati

launch your journey here, son

Aamiin Ustadzah's... Amens...

Ustadzah, can be sent the location of the cottage

from this chat?

*SHARE LOCATION*

Be careful, son Miya, later Ustadzah send

Shinta's Ustadzah to pick up Miya's son

what's Miya's son here for?

Ride the car with friends Ustadzah

Boy or girl boy?

Ustadzah women, don't worry

Oh, well then. Ustadzah will

prepare an additional room

Thank you Ustadzah Imah,

Once again Ustazah prayed

may Allah and Ustadzah Nyi Wati

meridhoi your trip here son

Amin Ustadzah, thank you

Assalamualaikum

Waalaikumsalam wr

"Yes! Hey, Miya!"

"Eh?" Miya seems confused, because she is too busy staring at her phone she does not realize that Mirna calls her many times. "Where's na?"

"Ah elu! Hape mulu, chat ama Pak Indra?"

"Engga... TURN RIGHT!"

Mirna immediately slammed the steering wheel quickly, their car then turned sharply to the right almost hit the motorcycle that was speeding from the right side. But Mirna stepped on the gas tight, so the collision was avoided. Their car then sped forward into the streets of the village, leaving a large highway.

"YOU'RE CRAZY!" snapped Mirna pissed.

"Sorry na... Sorry, just got a share location from Ustadzah Imah, the direction is here"

Mirna seemed annoyed while trying to control her car that almost hit earlier. He then looked around, trying to see where they were at the moment while yawning sleepily.

"Where are we? It's three hours drive, why even make a turn to the village road kayak gini?"

"According to the share location of Ustadzah Imah that is, turn here na..."

"Ustadzah lo, wrongly, the signal's bad..."

"Later if we call wrong, he. now follow the path first" wooed Miya.

Even though there was not much protest anymore - maybe because he was tired enough - he then drove his car slowly, so as not to disturb the villagers. Mirna's face grumbled annoyed, actually she wanted to arrive soon, but she could not be faster than this when crossing a village like this, especially at night.

About fifteen minutes later, the small village disappeared from their right and left sides, turning into a dense forest. Mirna then slowed down the speed of her car.

"Still far away Yak?"

"According to Google maps it's Na..."

Mirna stopped her car and decided to retreat, approaching a house a few meters behind them. It was the last house, the last house in the village, before the wilderness. Mirna did just that because she had seen some young men hanging out on the porch of the house, it seemed like they were siskamling the village on guard. Mirna was about to ask the location of the boarding school that Miya wanted to go to.

After parking the vehicle in front of the house, Miya and Mirna got out of the car and approached them.

"Good night mas.." said Miya mild-mannered.

"E-eh night neng..." A young man seemed to rise up and greet them.

"I'm sorry, if you want to go to the boarding school that is special for women, who is famous, where are you going?"

"Pesantren cottage? Which boarding school is mbak?" The young man seemed confused, especially Mirna and Maya who did not think that the young man of the village did not know about the boarding school.

"Oahhhh! Tu right, the cave also said what Yak, stray us nih...had we returned to the city first, tomorrow malem deh cave anter again..." Omel Mirna is upset.

"Ouch..." Fizz Miya.

"Lu chat again sono is Ustadzah who? Nyi Wati, Nyi Wanto? Tell me not to be this lazy..."

"OH! Want to go to Nyi Wati's place anyway?" Instantly the young man interrupted Mirna's chatter.

"Well! That's tau!" sambar Miya's

"Yes mbak, if Nyi Wati here all know... Straight through the forest about 1 hour drive again, it was both the right way"

"Ok thank you, yeah..."

"Thank you, sir..." Said Mirna and Miya alternately.

"Eh mbak! Is it now the night of a suro?"

"Huh? One night suro?" ketus Mirna is confused.

Miya who was about to turn her body now turned back to look at the young man "I mean mas?"

"Do you both want to go there?" Ask the young man.

"Ngawur you're Jo... It's two months away!" Ketus one of the other young men from the porch of the house.

"Well, it's still two months?" Asked the young man again, chiming in on his friend's words

"What if there is no suro there? Gabby?" Omel Mirna to the young man.

"Eh is not so mbak means, usually many women from the city who go there every night one suro"

Those words made Mirna and Miya's hair stand up. Mirna glared at Miya with a scared face.

"Ehm... So straight, right? Okay, thanks, my mom..." Said Miya hurriedly cutting off the conversation.

Miya instantly pulled Mirna's hand to leave. The two of them then returned to the car, and predictably, Mirna expressed all her fear after hearing the young man's words.

"Lu want to go to pesantren what is a pesugihan anyway?!"

"Ehmm. I don't know Na, the real oath I don't know..."

"Lu got this info from where the hell..."

"From Na's friend, it's. si Nabila..."

"When the campus chicken was?"

"Yes Na, she's also udh there, she said comfortable place ... special women ..."

Miya then focuses on her phone, looking for her chat with Nabila, a prostitute friend she once knew. Miya then showed Mirna the entire chat in the chat, along with photos of the neighborhood conditions of the boarding school that looks so good, maintained and comfortable. According to Miya, Nabila had been there for three months, to repent, to draw closer to Allah.

Miya also wants the same thing: get out of the world of prostitution and get back on the right path. With such intentions, it was why Miya was so interested when Nabila contacted her. Mirna, who knows that Nabila, who has been inactive for several months, is not actively serving her clients, just found out that Nabila entered the boarding school, and this friend seems to be doing the same thing.

"Pliss Na's... Mumpung has so far, at least I want to see what kind of pesantrennya..."

"Yes-yes-yes..."

"Pliss do not be angry, Ustadzah Imah has prepared a room for you to stay kok Na"

"Damf... Ogah gua mah, it will be a tumbar! On the Night of One Suro, huahahaha..."

"Astagfirullah, you can't suudzon it's Mirna..."

"Nye-nye... Not until the cottage has become Ustadzah lu, sok-sok nyeramahin cave... Yaudah, not going?"

"Yes-yes go... Don't be angry dong..."

Mirna snorted in annoyance, her face bending in a frown. Even so he still stepped on the gas, drove his car back through the darkness of the forest.