A DEEP WOUND

Hot Water Flush

All the santri gathered in this vast hall. With the event held in the hall pesantren Ar\-Rahman. The santri are also collected.

And separated the place, which parted with a plywood board.

At that time, I was also told to read out Qi’ro.

The Ustaz and Ustazah were also tasked with playing the drama on stage to fill the show. While Mudir sat at the very front to watch the event.

“A good anti-voice earlier,” said Ustaz Aris who was behind me.

Hearing Ustaz Aris's words made me smile broadly looking back. I saw that he was already standing up and deliberately turned his gaze in the other direction. I also welcomed his words.

“Antum also good acting,” reply me but look towards the front.

“Ngot in vain ana have a wife candidate who is so extraordinary. Who will be the Mother of my children later, God willing.” Ustaz Aris replied again from behind.

I laughed at Ustazku's words. No one paid attention to our conversation. But I don't think I know if anyone's watching us or not.

“Anti already ate?” asked Ustaz Aris in a small voice.

“Na’am. Alhamdulillah already,” answered me and left Ustaz Aris. I saw Ustazah Nisa who had started to suspect us. It seems he was watching both of us.

Without further ado I left Ustaz Aris. I still want to talk about this to him. Our relationship was hindered by a woman who also loved Ustaz Aris making me often upset.

Ever since Ustazah Nisa scolded me to stay away from Ustaz Aris. Since then, we have rarely spoken. Moreover, mutually reprimanding each other, very rare!

After the event finished the santriwan and santriwati also returned to their respective lodges. So did I and Salsa who walked towards santriwati's room.

“Antrin to bathroom, Da.” Salsa whined near me while pulling my hand.

“Iiihh, sleepy, Salsa. That'll have other santriwati to the bathroom, antum follow them aja.” I said I wanted to quickly go into the room continuing my disturbed deep sleep.

“Ana don't want to be with them. Ana wants the same antum. Ayokkk!!” Salsa kept pulling at my hand.

“Ya, yes, yes, ayok!!” I said and took Salsa to the bathroom.

When we go to the bathroom. We met with Ustaz Aris who was going to the house of Ustazah Erin.

“Manda, Salsa.” Tegur Ustaz Aris's.

“Yes, Ustaz.” Salsa answered.

“Loh, anti go to where?” ask Ustaz Aris again to us.

“It wants anterin Salsa to the bathroom,” I replied.

“Oouhh, to the bathroom the coke should be in anterin,” Ustaz Aris told Salsa with a bland smile passing us towards the house of Ustazah Erin.

When Salsa was done, we went back to the room again.

“Manda,” rebukes Salsa to me who sleeps nearby when the sisters are already sound asleep almost everything.

“Hm,” answer.

“Antum is very lucky to be loved by Ustaz Aris,” said Salsa whispered in my ear.

“What? Ana didn't hear?” I said with a voice growling at you.

“Antum is lucky to be loved by Ustaz Aris,” said Salsa whispered again. No matter how hard he talks, when he sleeps well. No, not going to horror.

“Hm, Ana didn't hear what antum said. Iihhh, antum disturb sleep aja,” I said in a slightly upset voice.

“Eehh, you bitch! it has been whispered twice, still not heard.” Salsa tilted her body to sleep facing the other. Whatever he says. I don't care either. The wrong person who sleeps is invited to talk.

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That afternoon when exactly the students were finished in following the lessons in their respective classes. Every afternoon we have the task of each\ to clean all the pages around the santriwati cottage.

There is a duty to sweep, pick up garbage and there is a duty to water the yard as well.

“Manda,” call Salsa.

“Iya,” I replied turning back.

“Anthum nyapu here?” ask Salsa.

“Iya,” I replied holding a broom in my hand.

“Not antum part there,” point Salsa to the front yard santriwati cottage.

“Iya. Yesterday was there. But now it's changed,” I said telling Salsa with a face of brutality.

“Who's playing move-move antum?” ask Salsa.

When I was about to answer Salsa, suddenly Ustazah Nisa came to answer a question from Salsa.

Salsa then turned her body because she heard not me who answered her but Ustazah Nisa.

My friend was silent about not answering anything, because he said he did not like Ustazah Nisa. Especially since Ustazah Nisa reprimanded me she did not like it she said with our teacher. I don't know. Whether we've done this wrong or not.

Salsa immediately left regardless of Ustazah Nisa who was in front of him. I also proceeded to sweep the courtyard right in front of the class of santriwati.

“Later when finished nyapu, if anti is done please in flush also page.” Ustazah Nisa told me while sweeping.

Usually, all tasks are divided\-share. But ... why not. I was confused by the attitude of Ustazah Nisa. Does he not like me or what?

The point is I can't think of a no-no to him. After all, he is my teacher.

Finished sweeping I directly doused the courtyard in front of the classroom. I felt very tired that afternoon when I had to water again after sweeping.

Even though I wasn't helped sweep by the class adek. Still very tiring, not to mention the page is so broad. I have to take a sweat bath. Want to be angry is impossible?

“Ukhti Manda's. Why should it be flush, anyway?” ask my underclassman Pika.

“Let it look straight, let the dust not go anywhere.” I tried to smile with a tired state to answer Pika while taking water using a small bucket.

“Ustazah Nisa it, usually even though it has been broom not need to flush. Just the two of us keep telling him here. If this is the page. Three or four people are supposed to be here.” Pika watering using water that has been taken by using a bucket back and forth.

Suddenly Ustaz Aris came with a man who was going to fix a broken water machine in the santriwati bathroom. Ustaz Aris approached me who was still flushing the courtyard with a sweaty face.

“Father just fix it first, I stay a while.” I heard Ustaz Aris tell the repairman to fix the machine.

“Oh, yes,” replied the Father with a big smile.

I don't know if Ustaz Aris is watching me or not. But he came straight to me while watering the lawn.

“Manda,” scolded Ustaz Aris approaching me.

“Ustaz, what's up?” I asked for Ustaz Aris. Every time I look at it, my heart beats. How lucky I am to be loved by a man like Ustaz Aris.

“Kok antum just two here, which other one?” ask Ustaz Aris.

“Here is just the two of us, Ustaz.” Pika answered.

“This wide page is just you two?” ask Ustaz Aris confused.

“Yes, Ustaz. It should be three or four people whose job is to clean up here.” Pika answered Ustaz Aris again.

“Who told anti to clean this?” ustaz Aris asked started to look angry.

“Ustazah Nisa,” Reply Pika.

I who was near Pika only fell silent afraid to see Ustaz Aris who would reprimand Ustazah Nisa because of the trivial matter of cleaning the yard. Don't take god. I beg!

“Loh, why anti not merotes. Cook a page this wide just in asked two people to cleanin.” Ustaz Aris just left . Whether he will approach Ustazah Nisa or not?

“Ustaz. Ustaz,” chased me quickly.

“Iya. What's up?” asked Ustaz Aris to turn her body around.

“Antum where to go?” much worry.

"You found Ustazah Nisa."

“Antum want to say something about Ustazah Nisa?” I scrunched up two eyebrows.

“Mau lull him!” answer Ustaz Aris again.

I who heard Ustaz Aris's reply immediately sighed in annoyance. In such circumstances, he joked.

“Ana wants to negur him, same other santriwati help anti. If only a younger sister cleanin with Pika, when can it be completed. Hunt magrib later!” with a slightly loud tone of voice Ustaz Aris told me.

“Do not! Antum kan tau, Ustazah Nisa kayak how same ana, later if antum reprimand fear ana who said ngadu.” I lowered my head.

“Ngapain he's anti angratin, who told ana 'kan Pika. Not Manda Ramdhani!” answer Ustaz firmly.

“Iiihhh, it's up to antum already,” I said leaving Ustaz Aris. I'm upset and tired.

It turned out that he was chasing me and blocking. That tall man\man is now standing right in front of me.

“OK, ana will not reprimand Ustazah Nisa. Anti do not be jealous so dong, now anti the same Pika back to the cottage. In a moment magrib, take Pika there.” Ustaz Aris told me to go back to the cabin with Pika.

He also approached Pika to return to the santriwati cottage.

“Later if Ustazah nanya, we answer what?” ask Pika to Ustaz Aris.

“Tell Ustaz Aris who told me to go back to the cottage, if he was angry tell you ana. Later ana angrily behind Ustazah Nisa,” she said to answer Pika again.

Pika then nodded her head, and invited me to go back to the santriwati cottage.