Ustadz Dream

Chapter 3

Today is precisely the Sunday on which Syifa will leave for the cottage, all the goods he has packed since yesterday,

even the files for the school transfer had been completed there was not a single one left behind but his little heart was a little hesitant. ''Am I really ready? I don't want to disappoint you again.'' Syifa said in her heart.

''Shyifa?''

''Are you ready, baby?'' Mother called Syifa from downstairs to surprise her.

Syifa was still silent in the room, she looked around her room, I must have missed this room very much especially father and mother.'' Syifa smiled and immediately rushed down.

''I was ready, ma'am'' Syifa went down the stairs slowly.

It seems that mom and dad are waiting for him.

Dad smiled proudly ''finally.''

''Why then?'' ask Syifa who doesn't understand.

''Finally the father's son is ready but only one is not ready, ''' the father smiled at Syifa.

Mom and Dad looked at each other and smiled.

''Mother forgot well really, but all the supplies of mothers who prepared can not be wrong.'' mother laughed a little.

''Why, is something wrong?'' asked Syifa who noticed her appearance back.

''It's not wrong, dear, but it's not right.'' Dad glanced at Syifa's appearance.

''Oh, I guess this is okay, anyways the trip from Jakarta to Bandung is quite far. I guess we'll rest and change clothes first.'' Syifa gave a small laugh and returned to her room.

''You better change into more polite clothes.''

''Yes.'' Syifa gave her thumbs up. He did wear a short shirt and jeans and carry a small bag with flatshoes shoes that he likes ''it turns out this is wrong huh,'' murmured Syifa who had entered his room.

The mother who followed Syifa's footsteps into the room, she intended to find the clothes that Syifa would wear.

''I think it's better, you want to wear a dress? or a skirt baby?''

''I want to wear a skirt, ma'am.''

''Fine change your clothes first, oh yes do not forget the hood wear, let us really ready, just assume you practice.'' Mom rubbed the top of her head.

mom smiled at Syifa who was a little pouting because it must be hot in the car, especially in addition to wearing a hood.

''alright'' Syifa can only resign, and obey all the orders of her mother.

Syifa forgot not to think further about it, he did not always use a veil if it was out of the house, but now he was going to the cottage he forgot that the neighborhood of the cottage had to be dressed closed.

After a long time changing clothes Syifa was back down by using a plisket skirt and shirt shirt that was put in and did not forget the veil she was wearing, she said, syifa casually came back down from her room.

''I am ready ma'am yah'' shouted Syifa who was on the stairs.

But he did not find his parents, Syifa also walked to the door to find their whereabouts.

''Oh well, I haven't left maybe three hours we'll get to ok thank you.'' He closed his call after saying hello.

''Are you ready, baby?'' he asked his father to look at Syifa and smiled. ''You are so beautiful, baby, are you ready?''

''Yes, who is it? what is your job waiting for?'' syifa looked at her father.

Syifa was worried that her father would not focus on the road.

''No dear, it was from Mr. Rahman that father's acquaintance he was the brother of Kyai Agus, where later you will go to mondok, dad told me that we left today I hope that they are there so that I can leave you so that you can calm down you go there.''

Syifa simply nodded and walked out to leave immediately.

''Mother I think mother is still inside, '' said Syifa who was sitting behind the steering wheel.

''No, let's ride we're a little bit of misfortune, if that Sunday everyone on the road let's not get stuck on the road so don't be tired we have to be early is it all ready?''

Syifa simply nodded her head without any intention of answering.

He looked at the courtyard of the house where he grew up. ''I will definitely miss this house, ''' the inaudible shriek of Syifa.

''We are leaving now said the father who looked at him, and ran his car.

At 09:30 they were already in the city of Bandung, a city that is quite crowded but not as crowded as Jakarta.

The atmosphere is quite beautiful streets that are not too many vehicles make Syifa like it.

After a few minutes later the road into the village Syifa continues to look at different scenery, seen simple houses and plants that look everywhere like he will feel at home here.

Syifa opened the car window and inhaled the fresh air of the city of Bandung he so liked and smiled to see the surrounding scenery that was enough to make him feel at home.

''You like it baby?''

She turned to Syifa and smiled at him.

''Yes I like the view very beautiful air cool I like.''

Syifa returned the gaze of the mother who did not stop smiling at her.

''It looks like you will stay here.'' Ledek an unrelenting father saw his daughter smile.

''I feel at home because there is a father and mother here but I will try to stay here for you.''

Syifa smiled and looked back out, she was afraid she would cry considering that she was not yet strong enough to part with her father and mother.

''It must be, father and mother will always wish you the best.''

Dad said and put a smile on the princess to his darling.

15 Minutes later they finally reached their destination, the father parked his car in a yard that is quite spacious and it is seen that beside him there is a cottage that reads Pondok Pesantren Nurul Huda, which is located in the city, and not far from there is a large mosque that has a garden on the left and right side that makes it comfortable.

Syifa and her parents went down and greeted some of the people who were waiting for them in front of the mansion, he was sure that it was Mr. Rahman who I was talking about on the phone this morning and maybe this was Pak Kyai Agus' house.

''Assalamualaikum.'' Father and mother and shake hands.

''Waalaikumsalam let's go in.''

''How's the journey? Pretty exhausting, right?'' say one of them kindly.

''Lumayan is quite tired because the streets are quite crowded today.'' Father answered the questions of the fathers who seemed to know each other.

Not long after came a father who was quite old in black copy came.

They shook hands again, ''how are you?'' ask Mr. Kyai who is sitting with them.

''Alhamdulillah Mr. Kyai well, how is Mr. Kyai healthy always, '' said the father full of respect.

''Aamiin aamiin, this is your son who wants to go here?''

''Yes kyai.''

Syifa smiled at that Kyai sir and lowered her head back.

''What's your name, son?''

Ask Kyai sir that to him.

''Syifa Nadira, sir.''

That Kyai sir just nodded and said.

''May you be at home here huh.''

''Ummi,'' he called someone.

''Yes for a bit bah.''

Come a middle-aged woman carrying a tray containing drinks that are immediately served.

''This is Syifa Nadira who wants to go here. Ummi please take Syifa around the cottage and let her rest in the room.'' Mr. Kyai explained.

The middle-aged woman took Syifa away from their room.

Syifa also followed the footsteps of Ummi who invited her to leave.