Ustadz It's my Imam

Finally Arrived Also

Ansel who heard the words coming out of Dayyan's mouth was gaping in disbelief. He's feeling confused. Her sister's husband is indeed an excess of money or indeed she likes to share sustenance with others.

"Again?" ask Ansel once again who still does not believe.

"Yes brother. This is Kang Imron's sale. One of the senior santri kang at the Abah cottage. Because he was married, so he and his wife cut off the mboyong from the cottage. And open a business selling batagor here. So we meet. There is nothing wrong with me sharing his sustenance. As long as our intentions are good, it is the reward we get, brother. What matters is that we do it. The part that we buy will also not be to defecate. But divided to the children of satri children who are in the cottage. Hopefully enough for them" said Dayyan at length.

Ansel was only able to massage his forehead which arrived suddenly throbbing pain. He just found out that Dayyan, her sister's husband really likes to share.

Soon Kang Imron approached them.

"Sorry Gus. This is the batagor is ready." said Kang Imron politely.

"Yes kang. So how many Kang Batagor is there?"

"There are 200 packs of Gus"

"Yowes rapopo kang. So how much is all kang?"

"No need for Gus. Consider this a deposit from me to Umma and Abah" declined kang Imron when Dayyan asked how much his batagor price.

"It can't be Dong Kang. I said a message. I have to pay dong"

"No need for Gus. I'm sincere"

"I am also sincere Kang" said Dayyan who immediately took the money in his bag.

"It's kang. Hopefully enough yes" said Dayyan while giving his money to Kang Imron.

"Butii...."

"Don't refuse the kang. That's sustenance for Imron kang. Congratulations on the wedding, Kang. I'm sorry if we couldn't make it to the show. Hello yes kang his wife kang Imron" said Breena cut off the words of Kang Imron who again wanted to refuse the money given Dayyan.

"Alhamdulillah. Thank you kang Gus, Ning. May your sustenance be good. Thank you Ning. Later I will greet Ning Breena with my wife" said Kang Imron with glassy eyes.

"Yes uda then we go first. Continue the journey. Do not forget to stop by the kang to the cottage if it is free" said Dayyan while patting Imron kang on the shoulder.

"Gus Eggih. God willing tomorrow I'll play to Gus' cabin"

"Yes uda if that's so we'll all excuse me kang"

Assalamualaikum

Say them all and then immediately died his batagor stall kang Imron. While the batagor that has been wrapped has been brought by Dion's bodyguard earlier.

Arriving at the car park, Dayyan had seen everyone gathered and was waiting for their arrival.

"Sorry for a long time, I'm waiting for it" Dayyan said.

"No papa. Where's it?" brian asked representing the others.

"Abis walk for a while. Meet the bricklayer. Yes, we stopped by his shop. Do not know the first sale of senior santri kang in Abah cottage. Yes, let's talk for a while." Dayyan explained.

"What is that?" dion asked, pointing to his bodyguard who was entering the batagor into their car.

"Batagor. This is a big boy again. Where was the drama show did not want to be paid again" complained Ansel.

"But it was also paid, right Mas?" ask the curious Angga.

"Yes Ngga. Yes, even though he was able to refuse also the truth. Yes, let's continue the journey. In a moment we also arrive" asked Dayyan who immediately responded to the same nod of them all.

One by one they entered their cars. As before when leaving, now Dayyan also returned to drive his car first to lead the way to the boarding house owned by his Abah.

The trip they took was 40 minutes away. Estimates Dayyan they will arrive before the adhan Magrib roar.

Along the road leading to the Al-Hidayah boarding school. All eyes are spoiled with a wide expanse of rice fields. And there is also a garden strawberry fruit that looks flushed in the view from far away.

Breena already like to ngences see the stretch of strawberry garden. She looked at her husband who was focusing on driving.

"Mas, tomorrow we go to the garden is yes" said Breena while pointing to the strawberry garden earlier.

"It's honey. What time are you going there?" dayyan asked without looking at Breena as she was still focusing on the streets.

"Emmm how about ten o'clock. Or four o'clock in the afternoon just let it not be hot" Breena bargained.

"May darling. We'll be there in the afternoon."

"Thank you Abi" Breena said with a sincere smile.

"Same Umi" replied Dayyan while shuffling Breena's hijab.

Not much different from Dayyan and Breena. In another car, the woman also invites the men to the strawberry garden tomorrow.

Not felt when this car they drive has entered the gate of Al-Hidayah boarding school.

The students stared in amazement at the car driving towards their Kyai home.

One by one the car stopped and aligned his car with Dayyan car.

Dayyan used to park her car into the trunk every time she came. But for today he parked his car in the ndalem yard.

Umma Hanum who heard the noise in the yard of his house was walking in a row. He wanted to see what was in his yard.

His steps came to a halt as he looked at the child, his daughter-in-law and granddaughter out of the car.

"ABAAAAAHHHH" cried Umma Hanum who was excited.

Abah Arsya who was in his library was surprised to hear the screams of Umma Hanum. Abah Arsya came out of the library. And headed straight for his wife.

"There's ap...."

"Assalamualaikum Grandpa Granny" said greetings Dayyan and Breena from the direction of the entrance that was open.

"Wa'alaikum salam" said Abah Arsya staring at Dayyan in disbelief.

"Lah the Abah even dumbfounded" chirped Ansel who realized Abah.

"You are coming" said Abah with dewy eyes.