A DEEP WOUND

Ria and Zidah

As usual, in the cabin Salsa and I walked towards the classroom.

As I headed to class, Salsa told me something that shocked me.

“Da, Antum know not gossip friends same antum.” Salsa looked at me.

“What gossip, Sa.” My steps came to a halt, and held Salsa's arm.

“Gossip about the same amount Ustaz Aris,” said Salsa seriously gave tauku. And it felt like my heart was beating fast for a moment.

“Ana don't know. What did friends say?” my question is now staring fixed Salsa's eyes are still standing.

“Friends have been suspicious since Ustaz Aris often love antum gifts. Since Ustaz Aris often menghatin antum, let alone all smiles. And not only his friends are suspicious, but Ustazah Nisa once asked what is the antum with Ustaz Aris.”

“Meanway? Ustazah Anisa nanya same who?” I asked with his worried face.

“Yes, it's the same guys, Da. Cook to antum!” salsa said give me another tauku.

I'm confused what to say. I don't know what would happen if the rest of the cottage knew I was in a relationship with my own ustaz that was none other than my teacher.

Not long after that, the bell rang to signify class. Without asking Salsa again, we both quickly entered the classroom. Even though I still feel like asking this to Salsa. But I was also confused to ask especially. Especially with this kind of fear.

The learning process took place that day. The first hour is filled with hadith lessons. That discusses the hadith in Islam, and coincidentally that day the hadith subjects are held by the ustazah of Anisa.

When I was in class, I felt the way Nisa's ustazah looked at me like there was something she wanted to ask me. His sharp eyesight made me feel uncomfortable and just looked down to hear his explanation. Maybe it was just my feelings.

That day Nisa wrote a hadith on how to choose a good soul mate for yourself.

“Ko’la tulullahi so’lolloh hu alaihi wa sallam. Tun kahunnisaa U’li ar ba’in, lima liha, wali jama liha, wali di’niha pazfar biza tiddi ni, bat yada ka dance. Which means, the apostle of Allah hi alaihi wassalam said. The woman was married for four factors. First because of her wealth, her wealth, her beauty, and because of her religion. However, win the woman because of her religion, then you will be lucky or happy.”

Ustazah Nisa also recited the meaning of the hadith, then he explained it to all of us.

"So, this hadith should not apply only to men who are looking for a good wife. However, this hadith also applies to every woman who wants to find a future good priest for her later. Anti all' is growing up. Perhaps, among you will definitely think of getting married. In Islam, we as women should choose a good companion for ourselves. And of course he must be clearly in line with us as a Muslim that is number one. Look at your future priest for his religion first. We may choose the handsome Ahwan, who is rich, but .. if his religion is still not good can not lead us to the way of God what is the use.”

That is the explanation of Nisa's ustazah on how to choose a good imam candidate according to Islam.

Not long after, Salsa raised her hand to ask.

“Zah, ana wants to ask how the characteristics of a good candidate for priests for us.” Salsa asked Nisa's ustazah.

“Syukron on his question Salsa,” says ustazah Nisa. “The characteristics of choosing a good candidate for priests for yourself? Anna had already said. First he was Muslim. The two who have good morals in order to be a good priest or husband for us later. Three he who is responsible, he who is meek and not rude to you later so as not to regret later. He is good in terms of economy as well. So, if you want to marry later, do not just ngandelin love-love only. Just harepin love alone, but have not been able to guide and be a good husband for us. Yes, make what.” Ustazah Nisa answers Salsa's question and explains it in front of the sisters. I listen to it with focus.

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At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the bell rang indicating the time of prayer for the santri. All the santriwati left the class, so I went out with Salsa to the place to worship.

When I was ablution, all my friends\-friends looked at me like I was weird. I'm starting to think. Is the way ustazah Nisa saw me sharply and friends\-friends, all related to ustaz Aris. All of this makes me feel uncomfortable.

“Sa,” scolds me while walking towards musalla with Salsa.

“Completed salad later, antum ceritain ana yes?”

“Ceritain what?” salsa asked curled her forehead slightly.

“Ceritain, any gossip spread between me and Ustaz Aris.” With a gloomy face I answered Salsa while entering the musalla.

“OK, later ana ceritain antum.” Whisper Salsa to me.

 

That afternoon also prayer zuhur congregated in doing. The priest in the Zuhr prayer is the ustazah of Nisa. And every time the prayers are finished, the santriwati memorize the holy verses of Al-qur’an.

 

If the santriwati have deposited her memorization. The rest of Santriwati and including me came out of musalla to put the face. Then have lunch with the other sisters.

“Salsa, ana go first to mat’bah (Kitchen). Later antum followed, we story there aja.” I left Salsa still folding her face in the santriwati's room. Salsa nodded in agreement with me.

While in the kitchen and already taking my rice and rice for Salsa. Suddenly Salsa came to surprise me from behind.

“Dar!!” Salsa patted my back from behind, while sitting holding two rice dishes.

“Astagfirullah thing’azim!!” Spontaneous I was immediately shocked by him. Salsa sat near me and gave me a parcel.

“What's this, Sa?” ask my best friend.

“From Ustaz Aris, he was dancing. Fortunately, Ana is still in the room when Antum is looking for her. Yes ... ana is out. Though friends have seen it, and all of them kayak on suspicion that.”

“Indeed, Ustaz Aris said what?” I asked with an anxious look on my face when I knew I was being sought.

“At first, he told Popi nyari antum. When Popi nyari antum to the room, in the antum see is not in place. Ana ask that Popi, who's looking for antum? That's what I said. Eeeehhh .. answered with nyinyir, he said, Ustaz Aris!” Salsa scrunched her mouth in annoyance, then took her rice that was still in my hands.

“Nyinyir? means antum ninyir, how?” I asked with a curious face.

“Hm, so tacky antum anyway? Ninyir-nyinyir do not know, the term he answered like he did not like it anyway, Manda. Keep him away while his mouth is kamit kamat, do not know what he said.” Salsa is now eating its rice.

I fell silent, looking at the plate of rice in my hand. Appetite was lost when Salsa told me that there was a friend who behaved like that because I was sought by ustaz Aris.

I also opened the parcel given by Ustaz Aris, a parcel containing dishes such as chicken and fish.

“Yes Allah, yes rabbi, Ustaz Aris? I smiled broadly at the contents of the parcel.

“Why, Da?” salsa chewed the food in her mouth.

“It turns out, he's just looking for this.” I gave Salsa a fried chicken that was still warm from Ustaz Aris. His concern like this often makes the heart feel melted back.

“Waaahhh .. Our side dishes are good, like this.” Salsa was very happy. In fact, he directly devoured the chicken I gave him.

“Antum don't have to think what friends say, Da. The point is antum in search, because want this love. Anyway thank God, even though the friends of the nyinyir same antum. La’basa (it's okay), Da. Stay patient!” Salsa tried to give me confidence.

We also forgot for a moment the incident that friends talked about me. Salsa and I went on to lunch that day feeling happy.