
"Thank you!!", the loud voice in the doorway of the Mosque jolted and shocked all the Santri who were there, there were even some princess Santri who immediately shouted hysterically.
"Everybody stay still in place!!", shouted the officer
Instantly the atmosphere turned tense and chaotic, but all Santri obeyed the officer's orders, they remained silent in his place, with a feeling of fear, they raised their hands overhead.
Then two of the Officers walked to the pulpit, they approached Ustad Fadil who had just sat there to replace Ustad Fikri.
"Thanks!!", said the officer right in front of the shocked-looking Ustad Fadil, his face clearly pale.
Ustad Fadil said, he raised his hand up.
Deftly, the other officer took Ustad Fadil's hand back, and the crutches, directly in handcuffs, until Ustad Fadil could no longer twitch, he could only remain silent, without being able to say a word, even if only in self-defense, that he was innocent.
Ustad Fadil also according to him when the two officers brought him to go past the Santri who only looked at him pity, and the gaze full of question marks.
"Wait for Mr!", Ustad Dzaqi stood right in front of Ustad Fadil and the two Officers.
"Sorry sir, if you may know, what is my friend's fault?", said Ustad Dzaqi ventured.
"Sorry sir, let it be explained in the Office, this is a little privacy, but obviously this is in accordance with the procedure, we also bring a warrant for his arrest", explained the officer, he did not want to lose.
"But.., I doubt that my friend is guilty, everyday he is always with me here taking care of the santri", martial Ustad Dzaqi .
"Even I assure you, this friend of mine almost never leaves the cottage", defend Ustad Dzaqi again.
"You can defend him later in the Office, you can also come with us" said the officer, they immediately took away Ustad Fadil who looked resigned, he walked while looking down.
Ustad Dzaqi followed suit.
"I'm sorry everyone, we've interrupted the event here, but this is already a task, again forgive", said the officer who was still at the door before both passed following the two Officers who took Ustad Fadil away.
"What is this?, how suddenly deserted, is the show finished?", Abah looked to raise his head towards the Mosque, which no sound was heard anymore.
Abah was listening to a lecture by Ustad Fikri.
"Yes.., maybe the show is over" said Umi, he was about to push Abah's wheelchair inside.
But it was done because of the hunt there are rames around Kobong. Abah and Umi simultaneously looked towards the source of the sound.
"O Allah..., who are they?, who are they carrying?, Ustad Fadil?", said Umi ,
"Wait!, wait.!", cried Abah, he half-measuredly pushed his own wheelchair outwards.
"After Abah, Umi help", cried Umi, she was also shocked by Abah's sudden movements, fearing Abah tripped, and fell",
The group of officers followed by the santri stopped right in front of Abah.
"What is this" Abah looked at, he spoke in a high tone.
Umi quickly stroked gently Abah's back, to make her calm down.
Ustad Dzaqi quickly approached Abah. "Sorry.., this is suddenly the officer who arrested Ustad Fadil, Abah calm down, I will follow him there" said Ustad Dzaqi.
"They will only explain it in the Office, not here" Ustad Dzaqi said.
"Yes.., you go there", said Abah weak, his body immediately limp, it turns out right, his condition has been greatly decreased, pounding for a while, his body immediately weakened.
"Yes.., Abah believes, Abah believes you are innocent, calm down !!",
"Now come with them first, let it be clear what the problem is, do not be afraid, if not feel guilty, let Abah contact Mr. Robani, hopefully he can help",
Without asking what Ustad Fadil was charged with, Abah let the four men go and take Ustad Fadil.
"It feels strange...., make a mistake what the child is?, everyday he only teaches and teaches in the Madrasah only, how can he be arrested", murmured Umi.
"Know where else, Ustad Fadil is in this cottage, whereas as far as Umi knows, Ustad Fadil rarely socialize outside the Cottage, his friends are just the students alone", back Umi talk to himself.
And now Abah heard it.
"Yes also Umi, how strange, why just think now, had also forgotten again not to ask the allegations made to Ustad Fadil, hopefully Ustad Dzaqi can handle it",
"Oh...iya..., where was Ustad Fikri?, not that he was the one who filled the show at the Mosque?, he should also come with Ustad Fadil", Abah glanced at Umi.
"Ah...iya, just remember, where did he go?", Umi then looked far towards the row of kobongs, there were seen the students clustered, it seemed they were the same, too, I was shocked by what just happened.
"Do you need to find Mang to his cowboy?", Tawari Mang Daman.
"Yes Mang, try to find him, send Ustad Dzaqi to the Police Station, Abah is worried", Abah orders",
"Both Abah", Mang Daman went straight to Kobong Ustad Fikri. Arriving there, Mang Daman said his greetings and knocked on Kobong's door several times, but there was no response from within.
"Where are the two?", muttered Mang Daman, the time to go is not found, right the gate is only one, in front, it should be that if he leaves, it will be known to Abah, Abah, from earlier on Abah and Umi on the front porch", muttered Mang Daman.
He tried again, saying hello and knocking at the door, but the same, there was no answer from within.
Mang Daman tried to hold the doorknob and pushed it slowly, but it turned out that the door was in a lock.
"Ustad ..., Ustad Fikri?, is inside?, Ustad called Abah tuh", cried Mang Daman, he was impatient.
But after several attempts , similarly, there is no aoa response in the diary.
"Oh.., lest-don't.", Mang Daman immediately thought badly, there was a sense of worry in him, fear Ustad Fikri why-why inside.
"Just break down?, or report Abah first?", Mang Daman was again struck by anxiety.
"Okay, even more chaotic this, Non Tiara has not returned, Ustad Fadil was arrested by the Police, now Ustad Fikri is no more", muttered Mang Daman .
"What is Mang?", it appears that Ronald and Ilyas approached Mang Daman, similarly, they also wanted to meet Ustad Fikri related to his sister Marisa.
"This, Ustad Fikri does not exist, called-no answer" said Mang Daman.
"Just break Mang, afraid he's desperate, how?, he's no longer upset Mang" said Ronald.
"Ah yes too, Brak.".", Mang Daman had quickly broken through Kobong's door, and it turned out that inside was empty, there was no one.
"Ko...song...?, where is he?" said Ronald. The room, which only measures 4×4 square meters, he checked everything, no one.
"Is it possible that he escaped?" said Ronald.
"Kabur..?", Mang Daman looked shocked.