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The familiar voice

Time seems so fast passing, but not with Bayu.one year has passed, a lot happened, some came and also some left, and some went, something has changed and something is still the same as before.

Bayu and Seto and some of the crew are getting ready to get out of town, they're having a new project.

‘’Udah is all ready and no one is missing..? remember we are far away..’’ Sayu said that his crew

‘’Already sir, we have checked many times...’’

‘’Ok..before we leave as usual we pray first, may our journey smoothly and our work also no obstacles whatsoever, pray at the beginning.’’

Bayu, Seto and the Crew were also noble to read prayers as part of what had become the routine of all his.

Traveling for approximately four hours, Alhamdulillah all went well, their car had entered the location where they would shoot for the next three days, their arrival was also in the wait

‘’Assalamualaikum..’’ Bayu greetings.

‘’ Waallaikumusallam warahmatulli wabarakatuh.. this is with nak Bayu who was called yesterday.?’’.

‘’Iya pak Kiai, I Bayu...’’

‘’Alhamdulillah until also, please yuk in all, in the middle there are some activities..’’ said Pak Kiai while inviting Bayu and his team into the pesantren environment. Because this time their project raised the theme of the school, starting from public schools, and this time the boarding school is an option.

‘’There are activities what is this sir Kiai...?’’ Ask Seto

‘’Many, there are teaching and learning activities in the classroom, there are also behind the extra karate, there are also Tahfidz are myrtle’ah, there are also light studies.’’ replied Mr. Kiai

‘’We have started to be able to cover Pak Kiai.?’’ Ask one of the crew

‘’ rest first, it's a fairly long trip..’’ said Ustad Alif one of the teachers in this ponpes as well as the son of Pak Kiai.

‘’can replace kok tadz..kau in delay later we missed moments...’’

‘’ya please if so, Lif ask santri-santri our trust to flatten the crew..’’ titak pak Kiai

‘’Good Bah..’’

‘’Nak Bayu want to sit first or want to travel around.?’’ Ask Mr. Kiai

‘’sit first, drinks have been prepared in pendopo'’ said Ustad Alif

Want not to want Bayu also according, they also headed a pretty beautiful pendopo, not far from the pendopo there is a mosque, vaguely heard there is a sound

‘’oh yes Mr Kiai, there is a kegiata what is it in the mosque.?.?’’ Ask Bayu while sitting cross-legged on the carpet

‘’oh it, there is a study for santriwati..’’

Bayu, Seto, Pak Kiai, ustad Alif and some crew who have not yet jumped into the field also enjoy a cup of tea and snacks available, while chatting casually, while talking, which is definitely not far from this ponpes.

‘’Ustazah, The woman why is it complicated with sin, he said the woman is very noble, but why are women most of the inhabitants of hell.?’’ Ask one of the santriwati

The two men who heard the question also smiled…

‘’hmm..this time let ustazah Nabilla yes who replied..gimana ustazah..?’’

‘'In Shaa Allah ready.good.. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim..’’

‘’hmmm..iya yes... kok woman is very complicated right..?’’

‘’ no hijab wear , Sin..’’

‘’Wear headscarf not close chest, Sin..’’

The voice of the study was quite clearly heard by Bayu and the others, the answer that the ustazah gave made Bayu interested to listen to him.

‘’Udah use syar’i eh..jilbabnya no hump camel, Sin again deh..’’.

‘’already wear hijab, shar’i shirt but the perfume mostly..Sin ...’’

‘’What are sins right..?’’.

‘’know not why...?’’

‘’why ustazah..?’’

‘’the color of the woman is special and precious behind her bustle, it is one of God's ways to glorify us women, in order to become women of heaven..God wants the woman not to be underestimated, God wants the woman not to be seen by anyone who is not a mahram..’’.

Somehow there was a curiosity that approached Bayu, hearing the tone of the voice from the ustazah made him feel familiar with the voice.

"That Voice ...??" ask Bayu in his bath

‘’In ancient times many women were enslaved, traded, insulted, accused of being unlucky carriers.’’.

‘’women used to be slaves to lust..’’

‘’Degrees woman first very-very lowly...’’.

‘’but...there is someone who lifts the height of the female degree..until Heaven is on the soles of the female foot..’’.

‘’ada knows who he is..???’’

‘’before ustazah..’’ answer them compact

‘’He is our great Prophet Sire, Prophet Muhammad SAW..’’

‘’She has fought for the degree of women who are equalled by the companions of the Prophet.so that it is no longer sweat that comes out, but until blood that flows....!!!’’

‘’but look at the women of the last days now, as if he did not appreciate the struggle of His Majesty, as if he would forever live in the world, as if forgetting the thing that the inhabitants of hell are filled with women.’’.

‘’Well now the choice is in our hands, want to be complicated in the world what is complicated in the afterlife… ?? do we want the struggle of His Majesty and the Companions to end in vain.??’’.

‘’believe not, used to be ustazah also often negligent, wear the original hijab attached aja, which is important nagkut on the head, even sometimes his hair is still visible..’’.

‘’serius ustazah..?’’.

‘’wah, if so can dong in for his experience ustazah Nabilla can decide to hijrah.” said Maryam one of ustdzah who also filled the study

If inside the mosque all full of curiosity with the story of the ustazah Nabilla, different outside, more precisely in the pendopo where Bayu is located.

DEG….

Bayu's heart seemed to stop for a second hearing the name Nabilla called so clearly heard by his ears, Bayu looked at Seto, Seto shook his head, there is no way that Nabilla they were looking for.

‘’Pak Kiai, if you can know who filled out the study at the mosque.?’’ask Bayu

‘’who had answered the question santri he was Ustazah Nabilla, used to be a santri in Ponpes Al-Hikmah, concurrently became a teacher as well, and the other who asked ustazah Nabilla recounted his experience , it was Ustazah Maryam, wife of Ustad Alif.’’ replied Mr. Kiai

‘’why Nak Bayu..?’’

‘’The name is like the name of the person we know Pak Kiai, my cousin's brother.’’ this time Seto who replied

‘’now his whereabouts.?’’ Ask Ustad Alif

‘’we also do not know Ustad, it happens that my brother is choosing to focus on what he is working on now.’’

‘’Let you finish the study let me introduce.. coincidentally Ustazah Nabilla is indeed wandering to study...’’.

‘’ but with his skills, he is also easy to learn, initially he teaches for toddlers, Kindergarten. happens to be here there are schools from Kindergarten to Pesantren, with the passage of time, Alhamdulillah he began to study and also filled studies, usual with Ustazah Maryam and also Ummi, my wife.’’ Said Mr. Kiai

‘’To, study at his mosque has already covered.?’’ Ask Bayu to Seto

‘’there is already, every activity there is a crew that covers, some use Hp cameras, we happen to lack cameras...’’ replied Seto.

Bayu's heart and mind began to be careless, his sense he wanted to run towards the mosque, to ensure the truth of what was in his mind at this time.