Ukhti Bar - Bar
Chapter 7# Getting Hit Again

"Why does Abi sama ummi know anyway? My plan to Yemen. Another year .. Which is later he graduated I'm still there. If I leave now, I will have two years to learn together there" Moses said.

"Moses Al Hakim!" call kyai Faisal. Where the firm voice instantly resuscitated the young man who was daydreaming before him.

"Ready, Abi!" moses straightened his body.

Puk!

"Udah is a soldier!" Kyai Faisal hit his son with a turban that he held in his right hand.

"Astagfirullah. Afwan, Bi." Moses looked down in shame and regret for daydreaming before his parents.

"You know, if we intend to do something not because of God. There will be obstacles. Everything we do sometimes derails faith. Remember, Moses. The degree God has given you. As Gus and also as a young teacher. Not then it will free you from the temptation of the damned shetan. The temptation will get heavier. The test of faith and lust will be higher and more difficult than ordinary people who do not understand Islamic science" said Kyai Faisal in a firm voice but reached the heart of Moses.

The more true the Abi said, the deeper Moses lowered his head. He felt ashamed when his parents knew what he was thinking. Especially God, he thought.

"Moses understand, Bi. Because the test of faith of someone who understands religion will be greater, and heavier. Not even a godparent and a prophet escaped the test let alone, Moses," said the handsome young man with a soothing look. Until, many teachers and students like it.

However, the heart of Moses has been tethered to one of the santri alumni in this boarding school. Meanwhile, at this time .. Muslim girl was studying in the country of Yemen.

"Thank God you finally understand. Because that's. We should place our highest love only to him not just to one of the types of creatures that in fact you know, that every part of his limbs is a test for men. That is, women," added Kyai Faisal again.

"Not Abi floating you to fall in love, son. Nope. However, it would be nice if you give your feelings and also your soul mate to the muqollibal qulub. The owner of the heart. Tsabit qolbi Alaa. The one who turns the heart of man." The last message from kyai Faisal was spoken and the authoritative middle-aged man passed. Leaving behind a distinctive musk fragrance that tickles the sense of smell.

"Assynnya!"

"Greetings, '" answered Moses.

After that, the group from Space arrived. But they have to wait until the dhikr ceremony which is always held after this Islamic prayer completes their event.

"Hasna was very tired, Mother," the sweet girl complained as she lay her head on Hanifa's lap.

"Wait a minute. My grandfather also went to the Mushola. Sekalian salat isya. If we'll be after you get a room, we'll just pray" said Hanifa, wiping the head of her daughter.

The rubbing of a mother's hand, in fact, brings a sense of comfort that reaches into Hasna's heart. The Muslim girl slowly closed her eyes.

Before long, Hasna's forehead creased. This girl also looks grimacing little. Hasna even moved her legs unable to remain still.

Noticing the inconvenience, Hanifa asked. " Why are you, baby?"

Hearing the question from the mother, both of Hasna's eyes immediately opened wide.

The girl looked up immediately.

"Hasna wants to pee Bun," he said honestly while putting on an expression that he was trying to hold something back.

"Yes, we've been looking for a toilet for you" said Hanifa, The woman almost got up if Hasna did not pull her arm back. Hanifa sat back on the sofa.

"Let Hasna herself be happy. Mother rest," said Hasna reject plan Hanifa who want to deliver it.

"But you've never been here, Na. Meanwhile, Mommy has often," the pretext of Hanifa who still insists on delivering her daughter. Because, the pesantren area is rather large with gardens around it.

"Yes already. You careful. Do not stray, and also ask anyone you meet later," Hanifa's next message.

"Yes Bundaaa ...," replied hasna long. He knew Hanifa was so because she cared about him. Not a joke about a soul mate.

Her leg is the mother always surrender to all provisions whatever settled in humans.

After getting permission, Hasna also passed by just hanging a cellphone and also a wallet in his gaming pocket.

The girl walked quickly to make up for the distance between the pendopo and the musholla. The lack of light makes Hasna have to turn on the flashlight on her phone.

Meanwhile in mushola.

"Assalamualaikum, Ustadz Ang" called Moses, shaking hands and kissing Takzim. The call is indeed specifically pinned to Angkasa as a missionary.

"Wa'alaikum salam. You're getting handsome and dignified. The aura of the substitute missionary, it is clear," said Angkasa.

"Moses just smiled knot got such praise, from the friend of the Abi. "Oh yes. Young let's call Abi first, yeah. You did not join the congregation in the musholla. Ummi again spoiled and asked to be accompanied," explained Moses, when Angkasa asked where kyai Faisal was.

Space laughed lightly in response to Moses' testimony. "Faisal and Khumaira have always been romantic for a long time. Aren't you envious, young man?" the question from Space seemed to describe what was the middle of this young man in his heart.

"Ustadz could have guessed. But, how else, the soul mate is not God of love" answered Moses honestly, which made the Space laugh even harder.

"Here call your Abi. I wait in an ordinary pendopo with my daughter and granddaughter. Oh yes, Moses. My granddaughter, it might need your guidance" Angkasa said in an ambiguous tone.

Moses nodded and then passed.

This young man did not want to respond too far.

Moses walked quite quickly to the residence of Kyai Faisal.

Meanwhile, hasna is still in a daze looking for toilets and the location of musholla.

The girl had already held a flashlight on her phone in all directions. However, he never saw a place that could be said to be suitable to throw away his wishes.

"Oh, it's at the end of this. Where the hell is the toilet. It's a big place but there's no signboard what?" muttered Hasna mixed grumbling.

Until in the end both beautiful eyes perfectly rounded. " Well, there's the toilet. Finally ..." Hasna is going faster. Meanwhile, a young man who came out from the turn was not seen. Until ...

Collision can not be avoided from both.

Fate of misfortune, Moses. Because the young man fell because of Hasna.

"Astagfirullah, I'm sorry. I–not want to nolongin but this is bad. It's on the end!" Hasna ran away leaving Moses looking at her.

"Yes Allah. Who the hell is it? Pake gown means female. But why is it so big?" Moses tried to get up and rub his sore ass.

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