Project : Alterization

Project : Alterization
Chapter 18's


I felt uncomfortable because it was like someone was judging my reading. Not caring about his own memorization and even paying attention to the memorization of others. I'm upset too. I know he did it with good intentions. But, his actions have passed. My reading was interrupted, and I wouldn't be able to muroja'ah if he didn't stop doing that. What can I do, I slightly bully him. With narrowed eyes and half sleepy body, I said.


"Yes, yes, the most correct reading... Ana is the most wrong. But no, no need to glorify it. Noisy to know. There is only a disturbance to doang. Now Ana is again self-sufficient murojaah, not a deposit!".


"Oh yeah? Yaudah, even angry. Do you know all your sins are forgiven, until you do not want your reading to be justified? Ente Maksum¹?"


"Huh?" since I did not hear his words clearly, I asked for a repetition. However, after that second passed, he just remained silent. No longer responding to any words I say. I also understood that at that moment, he was angry with me.


Other times, when I had an important affair with Rois Khalid, I went to him. I need his approval on whether he will be involved in this organization as the head of the organization or not. Because, all this time he has not confirmed or never intervened again in the affairs of this organization. I take care of everything. Even so, it is okay if He still wants to be the head of this organization.


But what happened? When I experienced it, he just kept quiet and ignored my hand. At that time, he was sitting leaning on one of the pillars of the mosque. Since seeing this moment was the right opportunity, I went straight to him. And so what happened. I have to apologize so that I can at least talk to him a little. I can't believe what I said when I was half conscious yesterday made his heart hurt. I thought all the irsyadiy kids were immune to that and just thought of it as a joke. Maybe he's the exception. Hear from the hiss circulating among the Rois, he is indeed a little grumpy. Whenever there is a small thing that makes him offended he immediately raised his face and did not want to communicate with the person who made him offended. Alias baper's.


"Yes, I hope you're sorry." she replied in a flat tone, and so was her expression. He put on a face that seemed to tell me to leave immediately. But I don't care about it. There's still business to be done with him right now.


"So how is this? Proposals are already done." I said briefly.


"Jaudah, just apply yourself. Ana did not follow. What makes an organization write, what do you want to write? A novel? No novel, let alone writing? Will Ustadz agree? Ana does not want responsibility. If you want to keep it alone."


Long story short I also discussed with Tsari who I also happened to join this organization. He proposed someone he knew from a second-grader. A guy who likes to write too. He said he had made two books full of writing whose contents were a serial serial serial. I think it's interesting too. And I can't believe I was told by Tsari that she's also good at drawing. Great also. Multitalented dong? So, I can't wait to find out soon.


"What's his name?"


"The name is wrong... Rois Nur Hafidz."


"Which one, huh? I know his name..."


"The one usually wears that jacket. The glasses are rather short, and usually carry a sling bag." explains Tsari


"Ohh, don't know. Who yeah?


"Ouch..." Tsari tepuk. "Yaudah, look for it tomorrow. Usually he prays near shaf you really..."


I also according. The next day, Tsari showed me who she meant. And at first glance, I noticed it. He is no stranger to my memory. Ah, I know him. Apparently he... In the second grade, I once met him in the dining room. And he looked me in the eye with a cynical look. I don't care about him, because at that time he was still a child of IL. New children who have not even a year settled in this pesantren. Waitaminute! What kind of memory is this?