
"Sir Haji!" yell at someone who just called and approached.
Mr. Haji Samsung who was chatting with the children immediately turned his head, and it turned out that the one who called him was a middle-aged woman wearing a negligee. Judging from his face, he was like the same age as his wife.
However, his eyes looked red and puffy. His face was also very grim, like there was a burden he was bearing.
"Yes?" he then turned his body to face him.
"Sir Haji, can I borrow 10 million? For my son's unpaid delivery in the hospital. I really have no money, Mr. Haji," he asked with both hands cupped to his chest.
"Just borrow some money, do you think I'm a cooperative?" he continued while rolling his eyes lazily.
"Dibungain is also okay Mr. Haji, I am ready. I really need—"
"Pa, with the help of her mother," she cut off the recently arrived Bu Hajah Dijah, then approached her husband's right ear, whispering, "We can use him, Pa, so that he will help us. Lain loan money 'we will not be able to lose, even berahala. Especially with flowers, it's a bonus for us."
The persuasion from his wife was as a cursed seduction, but strangely—Pak Haji Samsul actually agreed. He nodded his head.
"Okay, I'll lend you some money." The answer from him instantly made the negligent woman blur both of her eyes. "But there are conditions,* he added later.
"What's the condition, Mr Haji?" tanyanya.
"You come with me, let me explain later and immediately give the money," he asked who then stepped away, Bu Hajah Dijah followed him.
Mr. Haji Samsul will take the pastor's mother into his car, to inform him of all his rotten plans.
Because if he says it directly on the field, he is afraid that until someone accidentally hears. This was certainly a secret, and his reputation would be further ruined if everyone knew.
***
Joe, Syifa, Robert and Sandi arrived in Jakarta at 21:00.
Now, the four of them were in one of the taxi cars that led to Abi Hamdan's house.
"Aa .. How do we get back to Abi's house? It's not like, yeah, let me stay together at Aa's house?" asked Syifa who was sitting next to Joe, stroking Robert who was currently asleep on his lap.
"So" replied Joe who was busy with his phone. He saw some incoming emails from his Imel—secertary.
"But why did he go home to Abi?" Syifa looked a little annoyed at the husband, because indeed since on the way home the man was always busy with his gadget.
"Oh ...." Syifa nodded her head, then sighed.
"Sir, I have received information from the expedition, if our sacrificial animals have arrived in Indonesia," Sandi said. The man was in the front seat, next to the taxi driver.
"If it has come today, when will it be slaughtered, San?" Joe turned his gaze to stare at Sandi in front of him.
"Tomorrow, Sir. It's his victim's day tomorrow."
"Oh my goodness .. is it tomorrow? I just fasted a day, it does not know...accept not equal God." Joe's face looked sad. Not that he was not happy that the feast had come, but just disappointed in himself for skipping the fast. Forgetting all the problems.
"God willingly accepted, sir, as long as the intention," Sandi replied with a smile. "It's okay, sir, even if it's just a day's fast. Next year I can go again. There are also many people out there .. who never fast Zulhijjah. Yes it is not mandatory, anyway .. just as Muslims there is no harm in our fasting Sunnah. Toh ... got the reward as well," he explained.
"Yes. I hope it's accepted, yes, San."
"Amine ...."
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"Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar, la ilaha illa Allah wa Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar wa lillahil-hamd."
The sound of takbir with the beating of drums reverberated in the mosque, upon their arrival in the courtyard of Abi Hamdan's house.
The mosque also looks very crowded, many people are arriving. Mothers, Fathers, or children. And they almost all wear Muslim clothes.
"Kok rame ... in the mosque, what's up, huh, San?" joe asked Sandi, when he just got out of the car while holding Robert. He also paid the taxi fare.
"Oh that's at most a study or lecture, A. If night terrors really like there." The one who answered Syifa, she also got off the taxi.
"Oh .. No, yes, I'm in attendance. But I can't talk to you, San?" Joe again asked Sandi who had stepped with him while pushing the suitcase towards the terrace of Abi Hamdan's house. Somewhat annoying also according to Syifa, when clearly he was the one who answered his question.
'Why with Aa? How byebelin? I will answer, but he turned it over to Mr Sandi?' inner Syifa while grunting irritated. Then stepped behind the two men with pursed lips.
...Dyinget-inget, what's wrong with you going to your husband, Fa?🤣...