Behind the Pillar of the Mosque
06.DPM "Your voice...."

"allohuakbar"

The sound of a reverberating Adhan echoed throughout the hallway of Darrul Muttaqin, as if to be a magnet that attracted all residents of Pesantren Cottage to immediately approach the source of the sound, stopping all activities and activities, to immediately fulfill its obligations, to immediately fulfill its obligations, miss the creator.

there were many santriwan and santriwati coming, some were seen walking while telling stories, some were running around as if they did not want to be left behind. In the middle of the crowd it was seen two santriwati walking in a little hasty, gesa, wearing a mukena canal that is pulled slightly above the bottom.

"Dib....have you put it here???don't you want to return it?"

Mia asked while fixing the mucus that seemed to trigger her net activity.

"Alhamdulillah, have been a little at home, God willing long time also at home,,,"

Adiba replied while entering the mosque.

after performing Islamic prayers, the santriwan and santriwati remain faithfully sitting in their place, according to the schedule set by the pesantren cottage manager, every santri is obliged to attend bada isya studies, and for tonight's schedule is the study of the book of safinah.

"assalamu'alaikum.previously sorry to disturb, before the study began to allow me to introduce myself, my name is Muhammad Khalilulintang as-sidiq, commonly called Al, Al,in the future I will replace Abah kyai Sidiq to accompany all of you Delam to study the book of safinah and others."

Gus Al, who is now sitting next to Kyai Sidiq, introduced himself so politely, despite living in Cairo for a long time, but it does not make Gus Al forget to upload upload when talking in front of older people.

"degs..."

there is a heart that suddenly hardens, a heart that suddenly beats not on its rhythm, as if running without direction, eyes that had looked down to pay attention to the book in front of him, as if running without direction, suddenly aghast watching the figure that looks a little from the gap in front of him, yes.lehat gap that is near the pillar of the mosque Adiba can watch the figure wearing white Koko, yes, the black sarong and kopyah, at first glance looks the pull of lips that are so soothing, while occasionally bowing his head, why his polite attitude adds to Adiba's admiration.

"yes, what is this feeling???

never let My admiration for Thy Being_ exceed my admiration for Thy Prophet_, never let Thou let the vibration of My Heart be more powerful when I see the smile of thy Creation, than the Vibration that arises when I call Thy name."..

Adiba again looked at the book before him, paying attention to what was being explained by Gus Al, although it was difficult to concentrate, but Adiba tried as much as possible to follow it, because really, really, the voice of Gus Al adds to the admiration of Adiba,..

"let's say Gus Al is not the son of Kyai Sidiq, if only Gus Al is not a figure whose teacher, if only......"

"astaghfirullah.."adiba's voice looks soft, trying to throw away all the phikifan that was playing wild in his brain.

"hi why Diba????..You are sick?.."Mia asked Adiba in a very slow voice, for fear of disturbing the concentration of other students...

"no, just sleepy"Adiba replied while shaking his head.

after an hour, the activity was over.

***

at 20:45 the atmosphere of the cottage already looks quiet, the santri have rested from his activities, the, but there are some of them who are seen chatting with each other in front of their respective rooms.in one room ndalem seen a male figure who was drowning noticed a flat object in his grasp, which is in his grasp, look at one picture in the gallery hp.a

"sorry..I know keeping your picture is a mistake and a sin for me.But are we not able to resist the sense that comes within us.if I am able to resist, before the taste came and ingrained in me, I had already rejected that feeling.Excluding him to never greet me, let alone have to stop by in my life.."

Gus Al put his handphone back on the table, then lay down his body.

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