The Story of the Sky
Coughing is Jamaah

The old man was so scared. He thought Fadil was holding a gun to his head. His gun, which had run out of bullets, immediately dropped it on the floor. He was also surprised because suddenly Fadil was now at his side.

'' If I wanted to, I could have killed you, old man. But I am not someone like you. Who for the sake of a little treasure and position, would do anything. In fact, to the point of having to take one's life.''

'' Bb.. How come you were suddenly here, weren't you just standing there? And why did your words come true? are you an angel?'' asked the old man with trembling.

'' Do you think I look like an angel?'' Fadil asked, lowering his finger, and then walking in front of the old man.

The old man looked at Fadil closely. He then breathed with relief. However, from the look on his face he still looked confused and frightened.

'' Old man! Please answer honestly. Who was the one who told you to kill me?'' ask Fadil while standing in front of the old man.

'' Nothing, young master. No one told me to kill you. All this I do, because I do not like if later you become my competitor.'' said the old man, still missing.

'' Old man! Don't miss any more. I know that you are lying.''

'' No young master. I'm not lying! I did do that, of my own will.'' he continued to try to cover up the truth.

'' Alright! since you don't want to tell me honestly, don't regret what you're afraid will happen.''

'' I know, actually you were ordered by someone. I also know, you feel afraid that this is until you leak, the person who told you to kill you is not?''

'' But it's okay if you don't want to say everything. Just, like I said! tomorrow morning, what you're worried about will actually happen. You will lose everything you have. Your child, wife, home, vehicle, and office. Everything will disappear and return to zero, where you first came to this capital.'' said Fadil, then walked towards the door to leave the house.

In the old man's heart, he actually felt fear. He was worried that even this time, Fadil's words would be proven again. But he himself knows. If he were to divulge the secret, then he would also lose everything, including his life. Therefore, with great force, he still covers the truth. Hopefully, Fadil's speech this time did not become real.

'' Oh yes, old man! There's one more thing I want to tell you. If..''

'' Enough! quite young master. Please don't say anything more about me. What the young master just said earlier, if even that proved to be true, it would already be more than just killing me. So, please go! and don't say anything else. Please..!'' pinta the old man pleaded.

'' Hemm..Yes already then! Actually, I want to say something nice to you. But, because you yourself do not want to, I also do not need to bother to convey it.'' said Fadil, then walked back to the door.

Just a step Fadil walked, the old man immediately got up from his seat, and walked quickly closer to Fadil. While walking, the old man then said:

'' Wait wait wait wait wait! what did you say? good news? good news what you want to say. Please say it now!'' said the old man, asking Fadil to deliver the news.

'' Hemm.. He said I can't say anything anymore. Turn to know the good thing I want to say, even forbid me to spit away. Basic! fadil's behavior, then intend to walk again.

'' Yes yes, sorry! after all, who wouldn't want to hear the good news.'' said the old man while grinning.

Seeing the old man's expression that was so cute, Fadil chuckled. Actually, what the old man had done to him, had already made him feel furious and eager to beat him up. However, because he thought the man was so funny, both in terms of appearance and way of speaking, he felt unbearable to do so.

Fadil so remembered one of his boarding friends, when he was in school. If you look carefully, this old man is so similar to his friend. It's just that the age of the two is what sets them apart.

'' Hhh. You are this, really yes! Still old, I love to bum. Hhh..''

'' It is old young master, not old.'' said the man in a weak tone, then pouted.

'' Hhhh yes yes. It's old, sorry sorry!'' Fadil chuckled even more after seeing the old man pout.

'' If I may guess, this man must be a Tegal?'' ask Fadil with a smile.

'' How could the young master know! is this young master really a fortune teller, or an angel incarnation anyway? why are there so many things that young master knows.' asked the old man.

'' Hhh sir! This you, the more nervous. Pakek said that I am the incarnation of angels, yes fortune teller, either let alone later.''

'' If only the father of which person, can be seen from the accent of the father's speech. No need to be an astrologer. Sir, the fortune-tellers were mostly assisted by the jinn. And people who like to ask for help with genies, they will not be able to go to heaven. Yes.. As you always do, right?''

When Fadil said that, the old man instead of feeling regretful, he was even grinning uncharacteristically. Then he said:

'' Tapikan, the soothsayers are often right with what he said.'' said the old man.

'' Haish.. Just the beginning.., and not always right.'' said Fadil, then he wanted to walk again.

'' Hey wait wait wait! you haven't told me what the good thing was. C'mon fast! tell me what is it?'' the old man's orders.

'' So, want to know the good news?'' fadil asked back.

'' Yes it is! From then on, I was waiting. Come on, talk!''

'' Hhh.. This father, is still old too, so impatient!''

'' Hallah, even talking old again, still old again! you little prouder boy.' said the old man with greget.

'' Hhhh. Yes yes. I'm speaking I'm talking. Hhh..''

'' So this is old man! Oh yes what is your name, old man?'' ask Fadil before continuing his words.

'' Frangky'' replied the old man.

'' Frangky? Frangky what is Darso?'' fadil asked unsure if the old man was named Frangky.

'' Frangky the young master replied the old man again.

'' Frangky what Darso, no.'' Fadil asked him again.

'' Darsono Darsono! the old man finally acknowledged his real name.

'' If you already know my name, why also nanya nanya. Even from now on, call him old man again! old man again!'' grumbled the old man with his regret.

' Hh.. It's the father's own fault, why not say from the beginning that you have a name. After all, his father was not honest. And another sir yes, you do not really pantes be a bad person. You know, you're too funny. Hhh.'' said Fadil again chuckled.

'' Damn it, you little prick! Parents are said to be funny. What is it, I am dakocan?'' replied the old man named Darsono.

'' So this is Mr. Darsono. You can believe, maybe not. But I tell ya! Tomorrow morning, you will completely lose everything. What you need to know and remember! Actually, the young wife of the father was married before marrying the father. In fact, she and her husband are also not divorced.''

'' Then, the proud and proud boy, who will now be put to death, is also not the father's biological son. The real father's son, he has now met and is with his mother, the wife of the father who he divorced a few years ago. They are now living quietly in their village in Tegal area there, in the father's home area.''

'' If you want me to give advice, you should re-refer to your wife and live with them there. God willing, your life will be more peaceful and far from the obedience as it is today.''

'' This house, and everything you have now, tomorrow will be confiscated at the behest of the man who told you to kill me.''

'' Oh yes, one more suggestion from me. Do not try to run away, and bring whatever form of wealth that is now in the father at this time. Besides, you no longer love your own life. For the reason, I am sure you already know the facts yourself, Fadil told Mr. Darsono.

The old man named Darsono was silent. He really doesn't know what else to do. It seemed, what Fadil just said, everything really made sense.

He recalled that his young wife had been acting strangely since she married him. But he doesn't care much either. Because for him, as long as there is no evidence that his young wife did anything unnatural, as long as she could please him, he would still consider his young wife his wife. It's just, unfortunately, he just saw his wife had lied to him, when he saw the news on television earlier.

He also did feel a little strange, with the boy he had always been proud of. Other than his disposition, physically, he did not resemble her at all nor his wife. However, since he did not think that it was not his real son, he never found out the truth.

Fadil immediately came out of the luxurious house. After observing the atmosphere around him, Fadil suddenly turned into light. The light immediately shot up in space, and left Mr. Darsono who was still pensive alone.

The next morning, as Fadil said. When Mr. Darsono just woke up from his sleep, he was approached by a lawyer and also several police. They brought a statement, if his house and all his assets were confiscated. He also received a call from someone who said he was dismissed from his position at the company where he worked.

He also gets a threat from someone, so as not to do something exactly as Fadil said last night. Now, it has been proven. What Fadil said, everything really happened.

With a lethargic body and full of sadness, Darsono finally came out of the luxurious house he had lived in all this time. He also had to leave all his wealth, and only brought a few clothes and some money for his fare home and to eat a few days.

Now, it ended up being the success he had ever felt. There was no longer a magnificent house, a luxurious car, and a young and beautiful wife that he had always been proud of. It all disappeared in such a short time.

In his grief, he recalled the messages from Fadil. So that he goes back to his hometown in Tegal. To meet his son and wife and to return to him, and to live there with them.

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Meanwhile. After his body turned into light, Fadil instantly returned to the pesantren. When he arrived there, he went straight to the male dormitory where his room was. All the santri who were still guarding the tent area, have now fallen asleep soundly.

After entering the room, he also saw that his friends were also asleep. Because there is still time to rest before the arrival of dawn, he immediately slept with his friends in the room.

Not long after, the dawn prayer soon reverberated. Fadil immediately got up and cleaned his body, alternating with the others. After finishing bathing and changing clothes, he and his friends, immediately headed to the mosque to perform the morning prayers.

'' Ehm ehm.'' One of them, pretending to cough when they met Zul in front of the mosque door.

'' Ehm..ehm.'' said the others, also joined in pretending to cough.

'' Uh, why are you guys at all? how can it be together with that cough?'' said Zul who pretended not to understand the meaning of their cough.

'' Kang Fadil, why are they kang? feelings, yesterday they were fine!'' zul continued, asking Fadil.

'' Oh.it! Maybe because last night kang Zul.'' replied Fadil origin.

'' Lho, last night on what was kang?'' ask Zul.

'' Yes they are, no kang. But, kang Zul.. Uh, I mean! Last night kang Zul who brought the same cake drinks. Perhaps, while eating the cake and drinking the drink, they forgot to read the basmalah kang! So they're on sprains, aren't they friends?'' said Fadil almost keceplosan, by saying that actually Zul was the one who finished last night.

Hearing Fadil's reply, their roommates became amused smiles. They also immediately nodded, and asserted about the reason made by the Fadil.

'' Oh. that is!'' zul said, as if believing in the reasons made by Fadil, then immediately entered the mosque, and soon followed by Fadil and others.

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