The Three Chosen
49. Visiting the Next Village
After hearing ‘berita’ delivered the ghost of Amsir made Iyaz and Izar eagerly investigate cases of caterpillar attacks that plague the village next door. But they are not making the case their focus at the moment. Iyaz and Izar remained focused on learning and several times met Ustadz Hamzah personally to practice their sensitivity to the supernatural world.
“ I heard You guys are again investigating a case of caterpillar attack in the next village yes..” said ustadz Hamzah at the end of their meeting session this time.
Iyaz and Izar stared at each other then nodded doubtfully. They realize they will not be able to hide everything because sooner or later iftadz Hamzah will certainly find out.
“ Mr. Ustadz must have known from Bang Amsir yes..,” said Izar shyly.
Ustadz Hamzah laughed at Izar's call to ‘ his friends’ who is the same age as him. Ustadz Hamzah. Seeing the form of the ghost of Amsir who is still a teenager, it is worth if the two children are special in
in front of him this calls Amsir with the designation ‘Abang’.
“ You know that between Me, Your Father and the ghost of Amsir there is never a secret..,” said ustadz Hamzah half whispered to make Iyaz and Izar laugh.
“ Ustadz correct. We are investigating the attack of the caterpillar again. When we went out of the pesantren we didn't come there. But the news about the village was also several times We heard from the citizens. Yes Zar...,” said Iyaz while looking at his twin.
“ Yes. We know the usual case, but Bang Amsir said it was because the villagers were negligent and forgot the rules made for decades. Hence We are curious Mr. Ustadz...,” sahut Izar.
“ Keep saying what do you think it's about..?” tanya ustadz Hamzah tried to test the twins' abilities.
“ Time Mr. Uztadz ga tau..,” said Iyaz in disbelief.
“ I know. But I also want to know your opinion...,” sahut ustadz Hamzah fast.
Iyaz and Izar pensively for a moment, then looked at each other and nodded.
“ There is a demon there Mr. Uztadz...,” said Iyaz and made ustadz Hamzah surprised.
“ Continue how do you help citizens escape from the demon..?” ask ustadz Hamzah curiously.
“ We don't know yet. But we will meet him later and ask him what he wants..,” said Izar cuek.
“ Ga can...!” said the ghost of Amsir suddenly to the surprise of Iyaz, Izar and ustadz Hamzah.
Amsir's ghost is seen standing while cross-sectioned and staring intently at the twins. His face looked tense and it made him look even more sinister than usual.
“ Why can't Bang..?” ask Iyaz and Izar together.
“ Too dangerous. You don't know how ferocious that demon is. I don't want you guys to get hurt later..,” says ghost Amsir.
Iyaz, Izar and Ustadz Hamzah looked at each other and smiled at Amsir's ghostly response.
“ You are calm Sir. They are not alone. Insha Allah I will start them later.” said ustadz Hamzah appease the ghost of Amsir.
“ Ok, so I will not stop your intentions. The important thing is to remain careful and do not be pretentious or do something that you are not able to..,” said ghost Amsir as he floated away.
“ God willing, thank you Bang already care about Us..!” say Iyaz while smiling.
The ghost of Amsir simply answered with a wave of his hand without turning towards Iyaz and izar.
“ Do not misunderstand the same attitude and words yes Children. He did that because he loves you sincerely.” says ustadz hamzah.
“ Now you go back to the room and prepare yourself. Insya Allah bada pray Jum’at Kita to the next village to chat with the demon..,” said ustadz Hamzah.
“ Well Mr. Ustadz, Assalamualaikum..,” sahut Iyaz and Izar then kiss the back of the hand ustadz Hamzah. Afterwards they stepped into their room.
“ Wa alaikumsalam..,” sahut ustadz Hamzah while staring at the departure of Iyaz and Izar with a smile decorating his face.
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The day awaited also arrived. After performing the Jum’at prayer congregation in the pesantren mosque, Ustadz Hamzah invites Iyaz and Izar out of the pesantren neighborhood. Iyaz and Izar sat together behind ustadz
Hamzah who seems to be riding a motorcycle casually.
When crossing the road to the village in question, Ustadz Hamzah deliberately reduced the speed of his motorbike. He ensured the twins' condition through the rearview mirror.
“ Did you guys take a walk here yesterday...?” ask ustadz Hamzah.
“ Not Pak Uztadz...,” sahut Iyaz and Izar together.
“ Well We start getting into that village. Do not let your guard down and still do miser yes..,” pinta ustadz Hamzah who is owned by Iyaz and Izar.
The unfriendly aura was immediately felt when Ustadz Hamzah and his two students entered the village which was being hit by caterpillar pests. The cold and damp weather welcomed their arrival.
Iyaz and Izar seemed to frown when they saw the atmosphere of the village like a dead city because there was no life there. House residents lined up neatly as if uninhabited. The residents look moping
durja is tired of facing the attack of caterpillars that come and get out of control. There was no sound of laughter and the cries of children like a residential area. The quiet and gripping atmosphere seemed to dominate and it made anyone feel uncomfortable while there including Ustadz Hamzah, Iyaz and Izar.
Ustadz Hamzah stopped his motorbike in front of a small musholla that looked unkempt. Musholla and its environment look very dirty indicating that the musholla has long been unused. Boards and wood were deliberately installed to cover the doors and windows of the musholla as if to signal ‘forbidden to enter’ for anyone who wants to worship there.
“ Kok very dirty yes, rich never dipake prayer..,” said Izar while staring around him.
Izar's eyes hit a row of water guava trees in the musholla yard that looks molt because of attacked by caterpillar pests. There were only a few leaves left there. It is clear if there are some caterpillars that are devouring the remaining leaves. And it can be ascertained in a matter of minutes the leaves will be devoured by caterpillars that crowd it.
“ Where it smells again. There are people who defecate recklessly here.” said Iyaz while covering his nose when he set his foot into the corner of the yard.
“ It's been outrageous. Pantesan this village can not be separated from the reinforcements because the residents closed the place of worship and forbid people to worship..,” muttered ustadz Hamzah while removing garbage and wood from the musholla yard.
When Ustadz Hamzah, Iyaz and Izar were busy cleaning the musholla page, suddenly came some residents who immediately protested their actions.
“ Who are you and what is here.?.” ask a citizen.
“ We are travelers Sir. We want to pray but we can't because the musholla is dirty and smelly. So We clean first so that the musholla can be made to pray and teach..,” sahut ustadz Hamzah.
“ You guys know yes. You're strangers and not natives here. How to use cleanin musholla. Let it be rich. We do not like any foreigners who are ignorant and interfere in the affairs of the natives here.” hardik a citizen.
“ We are not natives here, but We are servants of Allah. So We have the right and obligation to clean this house of God Sir. If you do not want to help you should shut up and go from here.” sahut ustadz Hamzah firmly while staring at the residents alternately to make the courage of the citizens shriveled.
People were silent and did not dare to comment. A moment later they disbanded and let ustadz Hamzah continue his action. While Iyaz and Izar seemed to look in admiration towards Ustadz Hamzah whose gaze and speech alone was able to intimidate the citizens until the bullies left without a significant fight. Iyaz and Izar did not know if Ustadz Hamzah had a qualified martial arts that also made their father amazed.
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