The Woman of Heaven the Angel of the World

Chapters 10.5

But the people of the boarding house are very polite and friendly, because their humble attitude makes the Aish family can not bear to not talk back.

"But before that introduce my name Supar, on my left his name is Suher, and on my right his name is Dadi. The three of us were the ward staff of the boarding school. If there's something you want to ask, you can ask us." Mr. Supar introduced himself and the other two.

"I don't have any questions, sir. Because I've completely trusted my daughter here." Said the wise father.

Aish in the back sneered.

Grimly, he looked at the surroundings with high curiosity. The originally silent boarding house slowly sounded alive inside Aish's hearing. He frowned in surprise, looking up his head looking straight ahead. From where he walked he saw hundreds of people flocking to a place. Aish stunned. He gawked in disbelief at the sight presented by this place at a very early time?

"Now at 3 am. Our boarding school has a habit of waking up at this hour to perform congregational prayer and read the Qur'an until dawn comes." Mr. Supar explained.

"Sholat jam seginian?" Wonder Aish.

"Oh well, Brother Khalid also likes to pray at this hour. But if done every day is not good for the body because many stay up." Mumbled Aish talking to himself, "Moreover..." He stared once again at the santri who flocked to the mosque muttering, "I will also be forced to perform this prayer every day!" Aish murmured a goiter in his heart.

Ughhhh! He likes to wake up at this time but not every day too!.

But wait, wait,

Aish looked back but found no one.

"Is this just my feeling, yeah.." Mumbled Aish hesitated.

"But it doesn't feel right. Because this feeling of caution is too real..." Aish whispered while watching her surroundings.

It was not that Aish was overconfident but this feeling of being noticed was too obvious and she had already felt it often. So naturally Aish thought that someone was watching him.

"Hem?" Until Aish finally caught on to someone-ah's whereabouts, there were actually quite a few people but somehow that sturdy back figure seemed familiar to him.

"What a weird thing, why do I feel like he looks like"

"What are you looking at." Tegur Bibi is still a judge.

Aish hasn't retaliated but Bibi has already pulled her forward. Without realizing it they are now standing in front of a spacious house that is full of simplicity and humility from the homeowner. Because this house is quite spacious but does not have a sense of luxury in it.

"Assalamualaikum, habib Ja'far?" Greetings Mr. Supar with a very soft voice.

From inside the house appeared a tall middle-aged man with a white turban cloth wrapped around his neck. Her aura was very different in Aish's eyes. Whether from her smile or her simple attitude, Aish felt a very comfortable feeling.

"Vaalaikumussalam. Already come? Let's go inside, Mothers and Fathers rest inside." Habib Ja'far invited everyone into his house.

Aish during the journey was very obedient and never fought back. So, when habib Ja'far offered comfort, Aish did not hesitate to enter his house.

Entering his house, Aish is once fascinated by a row of portraits of a row of middle-aged men from several lifetimes. Aish concluded that the people were habib Ja'far's family and saw how similar they all looked.

"Reply, Umi?" Habib Ja'far called his wife.