Me, Dusk, And Falsity
Chapter 13

MassyaAllah

Some cars have been arranged neatly in the mosque. That means the second task of the committee is waiting to be carried out. Assisted with several other organizers they also began the action of distributing breakfast for the pilgrims’ah who attended.

Zahra and Fisya had also brought one large bag. The two of them walked with a bit of distress because the transportation they were carrying was quite heavy and large.

While distributing the breakfast box, somehow Fisya felt someone was watching him. Occasionally Fisya looked to the right and left but, he did not find it. And that makes Fisya more restless and uncomfortable.

Finally, because I can't keep it to myself. Fisya also shared his anxiety with Fisya. “ Ra, somehow I feel I'm in peratiin someone deh Ra. But, I do not know who the person is ” explained Fisya with a little whisper

“ I know who is sister ” replied Zahra while her hands are still sharing the breakfast box.

“ Seriously loe tau Ra? Who Ra ” asked Fisya with his mounting curiosity.

“ Hafiz brother. That's him standing behind the car still looking at brother ” whispered Zahra whose voice was almost unheard by Fisya.

Spontaneous Fisya immediately looked back to the position that Zahra said. And MassyaAllah is actually what Zahra says Hafiz is looking at Fisya with eyes that are still focused on one point.

Fisya also lowered his face when their eyes accidentally collided. Fisya felt today he was very gallant with a slightly tight alma mater wrapped in his stomach. Not to mention his face that was like the Chinese descent of MassyaAllah.

“ Astagfirullah ” Fisya immediately beristigfar because he realized he was thinking about things that he did not deserve to think.

“ Why istigfar sak? ” asked Zahra who was surprised to hear Fisya who suddenly took part.

“ Gak papa kok Ra hehehe….Yaudah yuk we continue again to share his breakfast ” Fisya directly divert the conversation.

The breakfast boxes were distributed evenly. MassyaAllah once today enthusiastic the pilgrims’ah. Almost all the courtyards and even roads were filled with oceans of humans. In addition today that will fill the tausiya later is the famous Ustad that has been very popular.

The show started a few minutes ago. But Ustad's whereabouts have not been seen at all. The next minute the host delivered a pretty shocking message. Yes, the reason Ustad has not arrived is that there is one group of people who block it on one of the streets. Subhanallah.

“ Please do’anya to all jama’ah for the safety of our great teacher. The person we love who we have been waiting for his presence is now experiencing a problem. We do’a right so that he is facilitated by God until safely here ” MC seems to explain and ask for help do’a to the pilgrims.

All jama’ah also berto’a by reading Al-Fatihah for Ustad's safety.

“ Takbir ” says one of the organizers from backstage.

“ Allahuakbar ” with a compact entirely echo takbir so that the spirit continues the event.

Until lunch hour Ustas has not yet arrived at the location. Until the second task Fisya and the others were present before their eyes. Yes 5 box cars containing lunch boxes are waiting for us to lift and share.

On the sidelines of distributing lunch boxes there are several incidents that have befallen the student committee. Some pilgrims’ah who are impatient even become nervous by pulling their hands. As a result there was one of them who said little inappropriate.

Some of the pilgrims’ah who listened to it suddenly became a little careless and angry. And Fisya agreed to that. Indeed, the pilgrims’ah a little impatient and lead to a little anarchist.

But, the committee should also understand this because there is a reason why they began to act anarchically. It's all because they came all the way here and were hungry. It's just the way that is not good by pushing the committee until the committee feels upset.

Finally because the big committee also felt the same way. Feeling that if the wrong words of the student committee were a little harsh, he was immediately able to rebuke not to repeat the same thing again.

Finally everything went well again. The pilgrims’ah finally want to be patient a little wait for the committee to distribute the lunch box. A few minutes later the rice boxes were finished we shared. Only left for them the committee.

The show stopped for a moment. The host directed that the jama’ah men to immediately enter the Mosque to run the jum’at prayer. Coincidentally the event at the sidelines on Friday’at then inevitably the event must be stopped first.

While jama’ah women are busy taking ablution and ready to run their zhuhur prayer under the event tent.

Zahra, Fisya and some others also directly moved to the snooze to perform the zhuhur prayer. With a short time they accelerate their obligations.

After the zhuhur prayer they took the time to have lunch with the rice box that had been provided. Then they immediately returned to the event location.

When it came to the rear fence it turned out that the atmosphere of the mosque had changed greatly. Now every road is filled with a sea of people. They inevitably have to walk slowly to get to the front yard of the mosque.

Their steps came to a halt right in front of the mosque's entrance. There was a very familiar voice in their ears. Yes he is the guest we have been waiting for since. He was the great Ustad that we deliberately invited that was Ustad Somad LC.MA.

Fisya's view was immediately focused in one point towards the pulpit of the Mosque. Fisya watched the face of Ustad that he could only see on the television screen.

“ MassyaAllah ” Fisya thanks for his happiness.

“ Yes Allah brother Zahra feels very good lo kak can see as close as this ” said Zahra who also focused on looking at Ustad.

“ Yes Same Ra. It turns out that directly Ustad still looks young huh Ra.

“ Yes brother. Her face is shady and MassyaAllah is nice at sight ”

Fisya and Zahra also tried to split the sea of humans back. So that they can more freely and clearly see the figure of his idol. But what is their power is only a woman.

It feels difficult to break through thousands of pilgrims’ah that there is an end with a heavy heart they must be satisfied to see it with a considerable distance.

A few minutes later the show was over. Ustad could not linger on delivering his material this time around. There was another schedule that he had to continue.

Finally, all the organizers were asked to march and gather in front of the podium. This time it was their event that was a joint potho session. Some poses they do to remember the next.

After completion, everything immediately took the task of cleaning the mosque area. And gather some scattered rubbish.