
Ainul who was usually patient and calm, this time like he was carrying a big anger towards Humairo's room. Humairo has trampled on his pride as a man. Quite quiet and patient all this time. This time he did not care if the neighbors heard his quarrel with Humairo. This time he had to be firm, even if Humairo fought back he would drive him out of the house. During this time Humairo did not know if the certificate of land and ownership of the house had been handed over to him before he died. The physical evidence is complete and witnessed directly by the local cadus sir. He doesn't care that Humairo has to be out there. Humairo must know that patience has its limits.
Ainul directly banged on the door of Humairo's room when he arrived in front of the room. He tried to open the door, but the door seemed to be locked. He tried to scream, but there was no answer. Ainul was silent for a moment while holding his chest. His overflowing anger made his chest ache. He took a deep breath and tried to control his anger. After feeling calm, he knocked on the door again. There's no answer. Humairo is not usually silent. Usually he would come out with a sharp gaze, cursing or most of what Ainul feared, Humairo shouted loudly until he heard the neighbors. Ainul tried to knock on the door a second time, but still there was no answer. Ainul began to fret. Something happened to Humairo.
Ainul. The wooden chair in the living room was then taken. He put it in front of the door and climbed it. And how surprised Ainul was when he saw from the opening of the upper door, Humairo was lying on the floor.
Ainul's coming down. The feeling is not good. But he could not enter the room because it was locked from the inside.
For a moment Ainul fell silent in search of a way. There was no other way but to break down the door. Ainul took a deep breath. He took a few steps back and the door was broken open. Ainul stepped forward and began to feel the lamp outlet in Humairo's room.
Ainul soared in shock when he saw Humairo's body lying weakly under his bed. He only wears underwear and opens his chest. Next to his body, two bottles of liquor and peanut shells were scattered on the side where he lay. Humairo's mouth is seen removing foam and has begun to be surrounded by ants. Ainul panic. He doesn't know where he put his cellphone. When he remembers having fallen in the living room, he immediately scatters out and gets his cellphone there.
Ainul was seen busy checking several phone numbers on his phone. He started calling someone.
Twice Ainul tried to contact someone but there was no answer. This late night made him desperate to call the numbers on his phone. Checked again some phone numbers on his phone and he tried to start contacting.
"Alhamdulillah," Ainul rubbed his chest in relief, "I'm sorry to interrupt the nights sir, but my wife is poisoned and must get treatment as soon as possible.I beg sir," pinta Ainul when the person across raised his phone.
Ainul smiled in relief and nodded his head while unceasingly thanking him.
Ainul immediately carried Humairo's body onto the bed. Some clothes were taken out of the closet and put them on Humairo's body. While waiting for someone he called by phone to come, Ainul paced around in Humairo's room. Restless and anxious.
The sound of a car stopping in front of the house. Ainul immediately grabbed Humairo's body and carried him out. Slowly he put the weak body of Humairo into the car. The neighbors began to arrive. He began to ask about what was going on, but he did not have time to answer. He only asked the next door neighbor to take care of his house while he was away.
"We're taking where Mr. Ustadz is going" the driver asked in front.
"Namira Pak hospital," Ainul replied briefly. That's all he remembers. Humairo's life must be helped and must be immediately rushed to the hospital.
Black antelope car speed speeding in the streets deserted. Ainul held Humairo's hand tightly. He saw that Humairo's body began to move in the darkness.
"God willing will soon be Mr. Ustadz" said Mr. Manto.
"Where am I." Humairo was stunned and confused to see his surroundings. He became confused when he realized he was in the car. He wanted to wake up, but his body felt weak and his head was dizzy.
"We're taking you to the hospital. You fainted earlier". Humairo widened his eyes. Realizing that the person next to him was Ainul, he got up and shouted.
"Down me here, put me down. Hurry along!"
Manto turned his head as if asking for Ainul's consideration.
"You have nothing to do with me. Hurry, I'll report this as a kidnapping."
Ainul patted Mr. Manto on the shoulder, signaling to stop and turn around.
"And you, you move to the back. I don't want to be in contact with you" Humairo said, ordering Ainul to move into the back seat. Mr. Manto scrunched his forehead and just stared in wonder from the rearview mirror of the car. Ainul relented and moved to the back seat. Not long after, the car they were riding in arrived at the front of the house. The neighbors who had just finished cleaning the house, were still sitting around in the courtyard.
Humairo opened the door and went straight into the house. He still looked weak, but Ainul could not do much. He did not want Humairo angry and provoked the attention of the citizens. Humairo walked himself inside.
"Thank you very much Mr. Manto, and I want to apologize for the incident" Ainul said as he approached Mr. Manto. One hundred thousand pieces of money were tucked in the pocket of Manto's clothes, but Mr. Manto refused and returned them back to Ainul.
"No need to Ustadz, Ustadz take it again to treat the mother." Mr. Manto grabbed Ainul's hand and placed it into Ainul's grasp.
The atmosphere outside the house was already quiet. The people who had been together had gone home. Ainul went into the house. He looked at the room of Humairo. It's closed. Ainul. He had no business anymore even though he was worried about his situation. Humairo has put him in a difficult situation. Better he went out and pondered on the porch of the house while thinking of a way out.
He has to make a decision tonight. Earlier, when he saw a lot of neighbors who helped him clean the house, of course, many strange things they found in the house. Starting from the rice that splattered, pieces of paper money as well as bottles of liquor in the room Humairo. Two bottles of liquor that really messed up his mind. I don't know what's on his neighbor's mind right now when he sees all that. He was so panicked and didn't have much time to hide. I don't know what the neighbors talked about about it, which obviously now he felt embarrassed. As a person called ustadz, whose lectures are always heard in the mosque every finished maghrib, dawn and zuhr, the events that occurred in his home have tarnished his good name as a mosque manager. What happened in his house certainly does not reflect what came out of his mouth.
Ainul began to lay down his body. Although it sometimes sounded like people were vomiting from the direction of Humairo's room, he chose to remain silent and continued his sleep.