
The father of the dawet ice seller vibrated to receive the money given by Dayyan. He did not expect someone new to meet him. The one who bought all the ice. Instead, help her cope with her child's school costs.
"Thank you, Mommy. Thank you" said the ice vendor with his trembling voice.
"The same sir. Then excuse me. Assalamualaikum" pamit Dayyan then died the seller of ice dawet.
"Wa'alaikum salam. Thank you God, You have come to someone who is kind to help my distress" said Gratitude, the ice seller.
After Dayyan entered her car. Dayyan drove her car back to her parents' house.
It's late afternoon. Even this is nearing Ashar's time. Their journey is only an hour away. After this they will stop first at the nearest mosque to pay their worship.
Twenty minutes later, the Ashar Adhan was heard. Dayyan turned his car towards the mosque. Followed by nine other cars.
"We prayed Ashar first yes. After that we continue again. The man first prayed his congregation. The women alternate yes. Because there are four babies who must be guarded" said Dayyan when they had gathered in the courtyard of the mosque.
The men went straight to the ablution. When they finished, they entered the mosque.
"Assalamualaikum" said the Imam of the mosque approaching Dayyan.
"Wa'alaikum salam" Dayyan replied.
"Gus Dayyan"
"Yes Mr Imron"
"It is Gus, Gus alone who is the Imam" said Mr. Imron asked Dayyan to be the Imam for their Ashar prayers at this time.
Dayyan took the sab at the Imam sab. Then Dayyan also asked worshipers to dock his line.
Breena who heard the melodious voice of her husband smiled. A sweet voice that always soothes his heart.
After the prayer, Dayyan also said goodbye to the Imam of the Mosque.
"Thank you Gus, I want to become an Imam at Ashar prayers today in our mosque" said Mr Imron.
"Yes sir is the same. Then we'll excuse you. Want to replace with some servants and babysitters our baby" said Dayyan.
Dayyan and the others stepped out. On the terrace of the Dayyan mosque passed by several worshipers who participated in Ashar prayers there.
Many people look at Dayyan. What's more there are some worshippers who kiss Dayyan's hand takdim.
"Who is he?" ask a woman who noticed Dayyan earlier.
"You don't know who he is?" ask his friend.
"Who does he look like? Why is the brand so polite and she's so disinclined like that?"
"He's one of Gus in Bandung area. Abah is the owner of Al-Hidayah pesantren. Kyai Arsya"
"Woooww. Tumben he prays here."
"You don't see that there are a lot of his friends and that guy in black. That's uda they must have some business coming here. There's also his wife"
"You know them?"
"Who does not know the couple Gus Dayyan and Ning Breena. Everyone must know. As long as you know that was the Imam as well as Gus Dayyan."
"Is that them?" ask the woman not to believe.
His friend just nodded his head. He did not want to reveal who Gus Dayyan really was. Because after all Gus Dayyan was the son of Kyai where he studied.
Dayyan meets Breena on the terrace of the mosque. Dayyan immediately thrust out her hand. And immediately greeted by Breena with takdim.
They were all together over the night heading to their car park. Breena, Dayyan and Ansel take over Breena's children. So that they do their Ashar prayers first.
While waiting for their babysitter and other servants, Breena invited Dayyan to look at the sellers around the mosque. And Breena's goal is to stop at a brick-and-mortar seller.
"Why batagor?"
Breena went straight to the seller.
"Assalamualaikum" Breena said as she stood beside the cart.
"Wa'alaikum salam" said the seller who immediately gawked to see who came.
"Astafirullah, Gus Dayyan, Ning Breena" said the seller who immediately kissed Dayyan's hand many times. Then he cupped his hands toward Breena.
"Just sit down Gus Ning" Hasan said kindly.
Breena and Dayyan also chose to sit in a chair that was ready.
"Abi know?" whisper Breena.
"Know Umi. He's Kang Hasan one of the senior Kang in the cottage" explained Dayyan who was only nodded by Breena.
"What message do you want?" tanya Hasan approached Dayyan.
"I want your message Kang Hasan"
"How much is Gus?"
"Wrap how much it is"
Hasan who heard what Dayyan said was silent.
"Serious gus?" ask Hasan not to believe it.
"Yes Kang Hasan. Wrap up your batagor. I'd like to share the same santri in the cottage"
"Alhamdulillah. Wait a minute Gus, Ning, I wrap it first" Hasan said with sparkling eyes.
"Make two portions for me to eat here first Kang Hasan" pinta Dayyan.
"Gus Egg"
"How long have you been mboyong Kang Hasan?" dayyan asked arrived.
"It's been about five months Gus. I was married to one of the senior santri in his cabin Abah. We're the same mboyong. Then open the business of Batagor Gus here" said Hasan.
"Congratulations. Why didn't you invite me Kang?"
"Sorry Gus. At that time I wanted to invite. But Abah said, Ning Breena is again pregnant and it is impossible to travel far. So I locked up my intention to invite Gus and Ning." explained Hasan.
"Oohh yeah it's okay Kang Hasan"
"Get to enjoy Gus. I want to continue wrapping Gus Dayyan's order first"
"Yes, it's Kang. Sorry to bother you"
"No papa Gus"
Kang Hasan continued his work. Dayyan and Breena continue their dinner. Before long came Ansel and Windy and Andra who were in Windy's sling.
"Waaahhh basic sister durhakim. His sister again had trouble taking care of his son. The husband and wife couple even delicious eating batagor" Ansel's nagging look at her brother and husband who feel innocent has died his son with Ansel and Windy.
"His son is very rich" said Windy who looked at Breena who was greedy eating his batagor.
"A really good one. If you want to order. We are also waiting for our order again" said Breena.
"What other orders are Decks?" ask Ansel curiously.
"Hehehe orders batagor for the santri Kak" Breena said with her innocent face.
"Again?"