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Without Abdul...

That night after the magrib, Aisyah returned to teach children naji. He ignored Abdul's words and returned to focus on guiding the orphans to be smart about recognizing the letter of the Quran. Only Abdul is acting this evening unwilling to teach with Aisyah. The boy chose to teach with Om Imam in the male shaf. Aisyah let Abdul study with the man she had not seen but from her voice she knew that the man was Iskandar. Although his heart sanctions what is true Iskandar will follow him here. But considering the character of his brother, surely Rendra who is now called Teuku will tell Iskandar where he is.

All this time his phone has been turned off to remove traces but in fact, Iskandar has managed to find it.

"Om Imam, why can't I read the qur’an like Om Imam earlier? In this case, I am the same as studying with Ummi Aisyah.” Gerrutu Abdul. Iskandar did not expect that this boy was very critical and steadfast to his wishes.

“Now follow Om Imam!” iskandar's word then read the bismillah with the usual rhythm brought when he became a priest. Iskandar's breathing was certainly long because he had been educated for it while Abdul had to be disappointed because he could not keep up with Iskandar's voice.

“Om Imam at your age also can not but because Om Imam study continues endlessly. Eventually, Om could become what it is now. You are also so, can not immediately want to directly so. All this has a process. Even frogs only have to be a first-time tadpole after it turns into frogs with the appearance of legs, hands until complete to look clearly like frogs. You are too, now you study diligently then after you grow up you will get the results. Your voice will be good and your breath will be long then with it you can say the azan well, right and beautiful like a friend in the days of the prophet.”

Abdul smiled, it turned out Iskandar was able to make him understand the meaning of the process. While behind the curtain, a woman was smiling sweetly with a heart of flowers when she heard the words of the future husband.

"You, that's very nice, Mas!” inner Aisyah.

“Astagrfirullah, what am I thinking? She's my sister how do I still want her as a husband?” Aisha cursed herself. He dissolved in the sweetness of love for Iskandar until he did not realize that Iskandar was his brother. Such thoughts always arise when Aisha remembers Iskandar. Then after that he will mope with her for failing to get married.

Dreet…

“KAKAK...fix, we are blood!” Iskandar smiled a little and then returned to save his phone. Iskandar looked back at the clock and turned out to have entered the time of Isya. After asking permission from the Imam, Iskandar went straight to the microphone and proclaimed the azan isya.

“Buk, it's definitely not the voice of Mr. Imam. I want to go to the mosque and see who that man is. I'm sure he's not here. Where is this guy whose son is religious smart?” Buk Kades' husband immediately prepared himself for the mosque for prayers while finding out who the owner of the beautiful voice was.

Buk kades followed her husband, she was a little upset to hear the words of her husband earlier. “This village where there is a high school. At their highest only up to SMA. I will not allow this village to be inhabited by people who will harm me.” Inner Buk Kades.

When the husband of the mother of the cadets came the worshipers had stood up neatly until he could no longer talk to Iskandar until the sound of Iskandar saying takbir signifying the prayer began. Bu Kades who stood in the women's shaf followed the melodious reading of the man he did not know. After the prayers were finished and followed by remembrance, prayers and prayers finally they shook hands with each other and it was there that the husband of Buk Kades shook hands with Iskandar.

“Nak, introduce this her husband Buk Kades.” Said Mr. Imam kindly.

Iskandar gave a small nod and welcomed the hand of Buk Kades' husband, Seno. Buk Kades came from the female shaf to meet Iskandar. When Buk Kades reached out his hand, Iskandar immediately put his hand in front of his chest in a sign that he did not shake hands with women.

“Your voice is great, son. Where do you live? We've never seen you before.” Say Buk Kades pleasantries.

“I'm here to pick up my future wife, Buk, sir. After this I will return back to the city.” Buk Kades smiled widely.

“Hem, who is your future wife, son? Is she a country girl here?”

“This is her future husband Ummi Aisyah, Buk Kades.” The Imam answered, making Buk Kades and her husband look happy and congratulating him.

“Then I beg you first, Sir, Buk.”

“Please, Nak.”

After leaving them, Iskandar immediately went down to meet Aisyah in front of the mosque but unfortunately, there were no more people. Iskandar immediately followed to the orphanage and sure enough. Aisyah is preparing dinner with the children. They looked happy as well as Aisyah.

“Om Priest!” abdul shouted straight to the door.

“Come Om! We're eating, Om haven't eaten yet, right? Come on, we'll eat together. Ummi Aisyah was cooking a lot of good food for us.” Abdul continued to chatter while pulling Iskandar's hand inside and invited him to sit on a large mat.

“We don't have a dining table, Om. So we eat it on a mat like this.” Aisyah only glanced at Iskandar at a glance and then returned busy taking care of the children.

“Ummi, request the plate for Om Imam!”

“Propay, Abdul.”

Aisha approached Iskandar and handed her plate into Iskandar's hand. “Om, do not glance at Ummi Aisyah continuously. Ummi already has Abi.” Iskandar's eyes were rounded. He looked at Abdul full of questions, “Abi? Abi who?”

Abdul who was asked only put his shoulders and it was a success to make Iskandar curious. “Kids, who will read the meal prayer this time?” ask Ummi Aisyah.

“Om Imam,” Abdul has raised Iskandar's hand upwards. Finally, Iskandar got a turn to recite the meal prayer for them tonight. When he was about to eat, Abdul again called Aisyah, “Ummi, Om Imam's plate is empty? Ummi, we can not stingy later his grave narrow.”

“Iya, Abdul. Ummi forgot. Eat up! Let Ummi fill the plate for Om Imam.” Aisha glanced sharply at Iskandar. He got up from his seat and took an empty plate in front of Iskandar and filled it with rice and side dishes.

“Thank you,”

Aisyah did not answer, she immediately returned to her place and as she was about to sit down, Abdul called back. “Ummi, rice for Om Imam why a little? Imam is great, his meal must be great too. Our stomach will follow our body, Ummi.”

“Already Abdul, Om not eating much at night.”

“Why?” ask Abdul to come back.

“Later Om explain, now you eat first!” Iskandar again glanced at the lover of heart that looks ketus once tonight against him.

“Tonight, Om Imam who will tell you.” Abdul said that Iskandar would not follow the boy's request. Iskandar chose to tell the story of a child who had nothing but the child was never desperate. He always prayed and tried until when the child grew up he got the results of his efforts. The boy managed to become a successful man with all the knowledge he could on his way to adulthood.

One by one the children began to yawn and their caretakers began to take them to the bathroom and after that into their respective rooms. Now there was only Abdul who had fallen asleep in Iskandar's lap. The boy was so tired during the day that he fell asleep so quickly at night. Aisyah came to raise Abdul and suddenly Iskandar held his hand.

The eyes of the two met in silence. Aisyah dared to look at Iskandar because it was halal for her to see or touch Iskandar who turned out to be her brother without him knowing the truth.

“I want to talk after this!”

“It doesn't need to be explained anymore. I already know everything. Please, I want to put Abdul to bed first.”

“Let me just.” Iskandar lifted Abdul and laid him on his bed. And when Iskandar will move from there, Abdul immediately hugged Iskandar like a guling. Aisyah smiled at Iskandar's surprise while the perpetrator was asleep with her beautiful dream.

“She likes you.” Say softly Aisyah then out of Abdul's room.

Aisyah walked into the room after checking all the doors and windows. He fell asleep until the sound of dawn reverberated and he knew once who the owner of the beautiful voice. “Aware, Aisyah! She's your own sister.” To get rid of his dirty thoughts, he went straight to the bathroom. The morning water could clear his mind that kept thinking about his brother.

“Yes Allah, eliminate the love of the servant as a woman to a man who is none other than my own brother. O Allah, do not let this forbidden love be present in the hearts and minds of the servants. O Allah, eliminate without rest all the wrath in the heart of the servant. Meet the servant with the servant soul mate who will make the servant forget the brother of the servant.” Aisha prayed fervently at dawn. Her tears were all shed as her thoughts about the future with Iskandar just appeared.

“How can I willingly and sincerely see her married to another girl if my heart still holds a forbidden love for her?” Aisyah thought for a long time to calm her heart until the sound of children outside the room began to sound.

Aisyah and several managers wrestled in the kitchen to prepare food for them. “Ummi, Om Imam to where?” ask Abdul to panic.

“Outside possible.” Answer Aisha.

“Nothing, the car also no.”

Aisyah immediately stopped her activities and rushed out. Sure enough Iskandar's car is no longer in front of the house. “Good, I don't need to see you again. The less often we meet, the easier it is for me to forget you.” Aisyah muttered and then she returned to the kitchen.

After finishing breakfast, Aisyah helped the other stewards wash the clothes in the back. While a manager is placed inside accompanying children to draw and read books. The sound of the car made Abdul instantly come out with a smile on his face.

“Om Imam, where are you from? Why Om Imam go not say-say?” abdul protested as soon as Iskandar got out of his car with a big smile when he saw the cute face of the boy who was protesting against him.

Iskandar's face looks tired, he brought Abdul inside and immediately headed for the kitchen. Cold water is his choice. Abdul to see how thirsty Iskandar to spend as much as five large glasses of water.

“Om done what? Why does it look so tired?”

The sound of the car was again heard out there and not just one but several cars. “Come, let's see a gift for you!” invite Iskandar to hold Abdul's hand.

Hearing there was a commotion ahead, the stewards including Aisyah came out and how shocked they were at seeing how many items were being dropped by the freight truck in front. Aisha looked at Iskandar.

After escaping from Abdul's snare last night, Iskandar woke up and went out to a room that read Ummi's office. He went in there and tried to find what was his purpose. A document in a drawer is his choice. He read carefully until he found a list of donor names there. There are only three donors who are none other than Papa Faisal, Ibu Ayu Saraswati and dr. Rendra.

Iskandar also checked the financial statements and most of the money was spent on children's daily shopping and paying the manager's salary. Hence Aisyah could not buy any other supplies from the money given by the donors. Even for the dining table alone, Aisyah ran out of funds. He prefers to provide enough food for children rather than buying unnecessary furniture and children only eat flat eggs every day. Aisyah did not want that, she wanted the children to eat well and grilled at all times even though her seat had to be on the mat.

“Why did I buy all this?” Finally Aisha spoke with Iskandar.

Iskandar took the wallet and handed over the proof of payment for each item he bought earlier. “This enter in financial statements. I know you are very professional. Don't write my name!”

“Thank you!” said Aisyah took the paper from Iskandar's hand but Iskandar immediately avoided until Aisyah's hand only reached the wind. “After this come home with me! Our business is not finished!”

“Ck, so this is a bribe?”

“Without giving it all, you still have to go home with me!”

“Why did you become such a forger? I am a big man and have the right to make my own choices. There, you go home. There is already a girl you will marry.”

Iskandar frowned in wonder looking at Aisyah, “I know, yesterday he came using the kebaya to the hospital. I know we're blood but you can care a little bit about how I feel. Once you know we're blood you'll bring another girl to your family without caring about me. You think I'm a statue? I have a feeling, ISKANDAR!!!” Aisyah sobbed herself while Iskandar just stared at her casually. He did not even care about Aisyah who was sobbing. In his heart, Iskandar was laughing cheerfully seeing Aisyah crying over their relationship.

“I'm sorry for not knowing that you are as loving as me.”

“Fuck, I hate you!”

“You want to be hugged by me?” ask Iskandar as if without burden and, -

Bugh…

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Guess what, Aisyah whose child is that???