GOD, LOVE
MC 19'S

"What do you say, Ustadzah Mila?"

Wafri asked in surprise, but Ustadzah Mila continued to cry and said that he would be tainted by Wafri.

Wafri shook his head unexpectedly, that this woman in front of him would tell a lie and trap him like this.

"What is this, Ustad? which is right?" Mr. RW became confused as each of the people in front of him said differently.

Mr. RW, whose intention is here to deliver the stairs, because his grandson came to the house saying that Ustadzah Mila wants to borrow the stairs. But when he arrived and he called in front of the house no one answered him, and he heard a scream in reflex coming straight into the house. And he did not expect to see intimate scenes in the house Ustadzah Mila.

Wafri shook his head. "Everything Ustadzah Mila said was a lie, sir."

Wafri again told the beginning of his arrival until the incident seen by Mr. RW earlier. But Mila came back crying.

"I know that I will not be trusted because I am only a weak woman and not a respected person like Ustad Wafri. Surely my statement will not be heard, I wonder why the one who came here to deliver my order is Ustad Wafri, usually a courier from the store. The moment I got into taking the money all of a sudden Ustad Wafri also followed me from behind."

Wafri really did not believe all the statements made by Mila, so smoothly and without feeling guilty he made up the story. Wafri clenched his hand holding back anger over the slander aimed at him. Mila confidently told her story.

"I turned it down when Wafri wanted to touch me, sir. I ran towards here, but because the dark accidentally nudged this urn and then my feet also accidentally stepped on the debris from this urn and it happened just like you saw, as you can see, I did not expect that Ustad Wafri today would tarnish me in my moment of helplessness to walk."

"Astagfirullah ... Astagfirullah ... Astagfirullah." Wafri repeatedly recited istighfar.

Mr. RW was even more confused, he did not want to make the wrong decision.

"Well, this problem is good to be solved by entitled people, our village is a holy village.We are also many religious leaders, There is no harm if this problem I will bring to religious leaders. Let some people make the decision for both of you" said Mr. RW.

Wafri rubbed his face rough, and he did not expect that today was an unlucky day for him.

"I'm sorry, Ustad Wafri. I think Kiai Malik should know as a religious leader who was raised in our village. And he was the head of the boarding house where Ustad Wafri and Ustadzah Mila taught, besides he was also the in-law of Ustad Wafri."

Wafri could not say anything, he did not dodge or want to avoid at this time. He just wanted to straighten out the misunderstanding that had already occurred. Indeed he did not understand what slander was made by Ustadzah Mila against him, Wafri glanced at Ustadzah Mila who was still bowed. Highlighting his sharp and furious eyes, he was so wrathful at this moment.

Wafri soon passed leaving the woman after Mr. RW who had walked first to the outside. Wafri immediately got into his car and headed for the boarding school. But when he got to the cottage he turned his car head towards his father-in-law Kiai Malik's house.

After Wafri thought all the way, it would be nice to tell the real incident to Kiai Malik, because he believed that his in-laws could provide the best solution.

When he reached the yard of Kiai Malik's house, he stopped his car. He manages the breath, eases the emotions and beristighfar many times. When going out of the car he could see Kiai Malik and Bunda Laila out of the house and they looked at the Wafri car parked in the yard. They also glanced at each other and approached the Wafri car and Wafri immediately got out of the car.

"Why, Son? so why not go inside the house?" ask Kiai Malik.

Wafri kissed both hands of his father-in-law with his mouth still silent. He sat on the chair on the terrace, Kiai Malik and Mommy Laila could see the look of anxiety on the face of his daughter-in-law. Kiai Malik felt that his daughter-in-law was not okay.

"Let's go in, talking inside will be more comfortable than talking outside" said Kiai Malik.

"Dad knows you're not okay, are you in trouble? or are you having a fight with Yumna?" kiai Malik asked carefully.

Wafri exhaled violently, rubbed his face then shook his head.

"No, Dad. Previously Wafri apologized that after this, it might make Daddy and Mommy embarrassed. Forgive Wafri's carelessness and carelessness, Wafri did not expect any of this to happen."

"What's the matter exactly? Why are you talking long-winded? I don't understand what you're talking about."

Wafri then told him everything that happened to him and also Ustadzah Mila.

"Astagfirullah azim." Mother Laila and also Kiai Malik simultaneously spoke.

"How is it possible that Ustadzah Mila could do such a thing?" ask Mother Laila who just returned from the kitchen.

"Come, Umi. I don't understand either. I'm sorry Dad, maybe this problem will make you or Mom embarrassed."

"It's .. don't think about it. Father and Mother believe in you. God does not sleep, all truth will be revealed. We're gonna finish this together."

"I'm ready to finish this, Dad. But I was only worried about Yumna, I was afraid that mentally Yumna was not strong enough to bear this matter."

"You don't have to worry, Yumna is a smart and tough girl. I'm sure your wife will be able to get through this" replied Kiai Malik.

Not long ago Mr. RW and several people arrived at Kiai Malik's house.

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikumsalam, come .. enter and enter all." Kiai let them in.

Mr. RW and other guests who are Ustad huts and some communities sit in the guest room.

"Sorry, Mr. Kyai. Perhaps the purpose of our arrival here has been known by Mr. Kyai and has also been explained by Ustad Wafri. We are here just to find the Middle Way or its solution, because of the two people who are suspects here that give different statements," said Mr. RW.

"Yes, that's better. Now where is the Ustadzah Jamilah? Maybe we can hear once again the recognition of Ustadzah Jamilah," said Kiai Malik.

Not how long Ustadzah Jamilah also came accompanied by two other Ustadzah. He came with a face and looked down. She sat next to Mother Laila, Mother Laila looked at her question mark, between pity and wonder.

"Ustadzah Jamilah, tell me! What the hell is going on?" ask Mother Laila to touch the hand of Ustadzah Jamilah.

I'm sorry before Mr. Kyai and Mommy, I don't want this to happen either. In fact, I feel ashamed of myself for not being able to take good care of myself.

If others feel sorry for what Ustazah Jamilah says, but not with Wafri, he stares sharply and feels disgusted himself.