
" There is an event what this is a lot of gifts, "ask him to us.
" Hehe, yes Buya. Zahra Birthday. " Nuri while smiling explained.
" Ooh, Congratulations to Zahra May you be Healthy, Bless at the age of now, and increase the spirit to learn and memorize it, " said Abuya with a distinctive smile.
" Aah yes, Buya forgot. Buya met Haji Idris. He likes you Zahra. He said he would propose to you as his son-in-law later, "Say him with a laugh.
" How much is Buya? " ask the others in unison as if curious.
" But Buya said Zahra was still in school. Buya only entrusted Zahra for 1 year here to study, not marry Zahra, later when it is finished. The business is the same Kiayi in Kalimantan," Abuya said with a smile.
" Cieeee cieeee Zahra's... " They also teased me...
" True Abuya!. You could, " Say me shyly.
" Yes already. Continue to eat yes, a lot of food. "after giving a message and then he left.
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It feels like something is passing through the legs, like long and cold. I woke up suddenly but did not dare to move my legs.
I took off the blanket that covered my legs.
A flash of black, long, and shiny look crossed my next leg and went into the blanket.
I've been scared. I woke up Aya.
" Ayeah. Get up and have something in our blanket. " Aya also quickly woke up and ran to the corner of the Dormitory.
" Linda, let's get up. Hurry up. " Linda woke up and was still sleepy.
" Why Za? "
After that I tried to open the blanket again, because there were three piles of blankets. And the last blanket I opened. I'm yelling.
" ALLAAAAAAAARRR !!!!!!!!!!!!! "
Instantly I jumped straight away, and away saw a cobra standing up who had been planning to peck. Our dormitory was also excited. The snake can't get out the door.
" What's up? " Ustadz Yaqin is coming.
Followed by the santri, and other ustadz.
" snakes. The snake! " We also shouted for help.
" Search for sticks. "
" Search sacks. "
"Step the door, all the santriwati out. "
" Be careful, the snake is under the closet. "
" Yeee can. "
Then Ustadz Yaqin came out with a sack that was bound in his hand.
Finally, even for an hour, they can only catch the snake. They put it in the sack and remove it in a distant place.
Terrible, thankfully we were protected by Allah Almighty. So we weren't bitten. It was a terrible dawn.
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Morning Day, please,
The Postman is coming.
Mr. Grace his name, so his subscription every month. We are familiar with him too.
" Zahra there's money order. And there's a package too "he said, asking for my signature.
" Thank you sir! " say me.
" Loh sir, this is my letter to Kalimantan. Why come back again? " The Nuri Protest.
" It's not the purpose here. Here I look." Retrieved the letter received by Nuri.
After he carefully noticed the surag that Nuri had to send him back.
" Haha. " Grandfather laughed once.
" Why Sir? " ask us confused.
" Look, this. You're filling in the wrong address. Purpose: you fill in the address here. From: even you fill in the address in Kalimantan. Yes not up to kalimantan this letter of yours ! " clearly Mr. Grace.
And we all laughed, laughing at the carelessness of Nuri who misplaced the address of the recipient.
" thank you. Sir.! "
The song also melodious. Songs by Peterpan, Maybe Later.
I opened the package from my mother. It turns out that the contents are Indomie soto banjar flavor, and indomie soto banjar lime kuit flavor. Iwak rabuk, it is a cork fish made smooth and given seasoning. And do not forget about dried fish a shoe. There's a piece of paper, it says. Please give this package to ummi and abuya.
Thanks mom. I also smiled happily to get rations to eat well. There is no more sadness if you can not eat, not no menu. Unless it doesn't fit in the tongue.
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Nightfall.
After praying, we went to the kitchen to eat. And don't forget I brought souvenirs for the Abuya family.
Arriving at the soup kitchen, there are many santri, ustadz gathered there. And there's also Ustadz Furqan. I too was embarrassed.
We also entered the kitchen.
" Want to eat Zahra? " Tanya Ustad Furqan's.
" Cieeeee has it! " they compactly tease us.
Without replying, I hurried to the central room of Abuya. I saw Ummi watching television.
" Ammi Assalamualaikum! "
" Greetings waalaikum. Why Za? "
" It's Um, souvenirs from the mother in Kalimantan. My package arrived. "
" Well, thank you Zahra! " Say he was excited.
" Who is this noodle? Soto banjar lime kuit, there are dried fish too. Ummi Try Later. "
And Firdaus passed by.
" What is Mi? " ask her and straight up.
" Wuih what is this mi? Nih Kalimantan special noodles. Ask dong. " in the comotnya one noodle.
" From Zahra lo this is Fir." Ummi glanced at me and smiled.
As Ummi knows that his son likes me. So his nature is somewhat different.
" Tomorrow Ummi wants to make snow princess cake with nastar. Help Ummi yes, "Say him while holding my hand.
" Ready Ummi . "
" Thank you Zahra, she said last night you were a snake. " Firdaus reminds me back.
" Stop Fir, don't remember that. I'm traumatized. " I retreated and headed towards our dining room.
I want to go in the next lane, because I want to wash my hands. Suddenly I was shocked to see Ustadz Furqan. I immediately turned my body to avoid colliding with her. I even hit a concrete wall.
" Aaaaaauuuuuuuu, "my yell is very loud.
Everyone on the out. Firdaus is coming too.
" Are you pa-pa? " ask Ustadz Furqan.
" Why-Why??? " ask the others curious.
" a pa-pa. " I hold my forehead.
I just passed by Firdaus and entered the dining room. He also followed. Ustadz Furqan did not dare to go deeper because of the Abuya house area.
" You okay? " ask Firdaus.
The other friends are confused.
I slowly opened the hand that was covering my eel.
And it turns out my Jidad has turned blue and swelled like an egg.
I was crying too. Firdaus went straight into his house, and came to bring him a P3K box and an ice bag. Then he gave it to Linda.
" Nih Linda, you're treating Zahra! " he said worriedly, let alone hearing me cry.
Slowly Linda rubbed the wound medicine. After that he told me to put an Ice Bag on my eel.
With still sobbing. I also continued to eat dinner.
" There are you Za, "Risa's a head-scalp.
Pain may not be much, but his shame was it. Especially in front of Ustadz Furqan Firdaus.
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