A DEEP WOUND

A promise?

A few weeks later, the Ar-Rahman pesantren held a joint replay.

That day too, me and the santriwati have been sitting neatly waiting for the matter to be shared by Ustazah Erin.

Not long after, Ustazah Erin began to share with us about repetition. After the discussion was shared. The santriwati also began to work on each of them.

“Ya Allah ... this is very difficult because,” Salsa scratched a little head working on a repeat.

It just so happened that Salsa and I were in the same room. And Salsa sat on the bench next door. Obviously I saw him who was agitated because of what he was reading.

"Jawab neatly yes, can not interlock the lyrics. There is no such thing as cheating either!!” it was Ustazah Erin who was roaring in front of the class.

All santriwati focus on doing repeat problems. And thank God I felt relieved that I had no difficulty in answering. I wish I could do all this easily. And ... can get good value.

Turns out, thank God I can do all about repetition. It is not in vain that I learn. Everything I learned came out.

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“Antum can answer these questions?” salsa asked me who was going to the room.

“God willing can,” answered me smilingly looking at Salsa. Without burdening anything.

“Antum 'kan pinter, no kayak ana.” Salsa is now sitting with me in the room.

“Antum is also smart,” I said reply again.

“Hm, if ana is smart can definitely answer. The proof was not able to answer,” said Salsa again answered me. "Eatya learn. If you study really. Insha Allah antum can answer the questions of repetition."

“Yes already, don't think about it. Now learn even more, eya eya spirit!” I raised my two hands in front of Salsa. Without shame. Fortunately, I can focus on learning. Though my mind was disturbed because of the reprimand and talk about my relationship and Ustaz Aris.

“Hahaha, antum yes,” Salsa chuckles at me who is so excited.

After a few days the santri follow the repetition. We were all released for a week and the students and santriwati were allowed to go home for the holidays.

I who did not miss was waiting for Ustaz Aris to take me home.

“Ana came to the antum house, yes,” said Salsa approached me while going to the canteen.

“You coming?” ask again.

“Iya, ana wants a vacation at home antum only. Ana wants to look at the rice fields. You see, antum place is still beautiful, Da.” Salsa embraced my hand by persuading her to be allowed to come along.

My best friend is very cool to seduce if he wants something.

“Yes. Just come, tomorrow the anterin home Ustaz Aris.” My whisper to Salsa.

“Hah, Ustaz Aris want anterin An. .. “ Salsa words that stopped because the jidatnya hit by me. I'm upset, he shouldn't be excited.

“Antum don't be tight talking,” said I pinched Salsa's arm.

“Iya, yes, afwan. But really, right, she wants anterin atum?” salsa asked again who was still standing in front of the cafeteria with me.

“Iya, really! cook a lie, ah, ana wants to shop. Antum keeps talking.” I went into the cafeteria and picked the snacks I was going to buy.

When I finished shopping. I went back to my room, suddenly meeting Ustaz Aris. Salsa told me, Ustaz Aris smiled from a distance calling me and Salsa. I may have seen Ustaz Aris before than Salsa. Salsa approached Ustaz. I saw Salsa was given a box like a rice box.

“This what, Ustaz?” salsa asked Ustaz Aris.

Ustaz Aris just smiled at me. And I also returned that smile.

"It's rice,” replied Ustaz Aris looking at me who was standing near Salsa.

“Cock only one, Ustaz. Create Salsa where?” Salsa who stuck out her hand in front of Ustaz Aris.

“Already. Just eat it both ways. There is only one, why not Manda who took?” ask Ustaz Aris who is looking at me.

“'Kan antum tau itself, Manda kayak how. Although Manda is also approaching antum later can berabe. He also won't take it even if it's next to us, Ustaz." Salsa opened the rice box.

“Do not open, later eat together in the room,” said Ustaz Aris who told us to leave.

"Yes, Sa. Antum too, later notya in the room only. Afraid to see people."

“Ya, yes,” replied Salsa.

We're gonna go step foot. Abinya Ustaz Aris approached the three of us.

My God, my body is starting to feel cold. Whether Mudir will rebuke or not. I fear.

“What is this?” ask Mudir.

“Nothing, Bi.” Ustaz Ari who while glancing at Salsa and me to leave immediately.

“What do you give him?” asked Mudir again with a curious face and like curious.

“Oouuhh, the rice, Bi. Aris had already bought rice for the Ustaz, and there was the rest one. Hence Aris love to santriwati who has not eaten.” Ustaz Aris smilingly told her Abinya.

Whether you believe it or not. I don't know either. The point is that his face looks very suspicious of us.

Ustaz Aris then invited Abinya to return to their home. In other things Salsa and I ate rice given by Ustaz Aris with Salsa and Ica. One box of rice should be eaten by three of us. Yes, that is togetherness.

However, with me eating together with Ica and Salsa made the other santriwati wonder.

“The rice is delicious, yes,” I said while chewing the rice in the mouth.

“Yes, the side dishes are many, try it at our food cottage every day like gini. Waduuuhhh can be healthy already.” Ica who also while devouring the chicken in her hand.

“Weesss, Ukhti Manda same Salsa, same Ukhti Ica the food is delicious.” One of our underclassmen saw me the three of us were eating the rice box that Ustaz Aris gave us.

“Anti want, here join,” said I who invited the class sister to come eat.

“Syukron, Ukhti. Continue,” replied My class sister again who left me, Ica and Salsa.

Fortunately, I wasn't asked what\-what. Jiak he asked that not\-no I was confused what to answer. I was thinking, if tomorrow Ustaz Aris gives me anything. I don't want to take it anymore.

I'm afraid if I'm suspected and asked a no-no later. I want everyone to know that I'm married to Ustaz Aris. I don't know when that day of happiness will come.

I can't wait to tell my mom soon.