A UNITY THAT CANNOT BE UNITED

THE CASANOVA CLASS JACKFRUIT

Ichi spent his first days in the dorm as a boarding school student. It was a very hard thing for him. It was as if the decision of his parents were like a series of blown Israfil trumpets, smashing the galactic core of his hope with a thermonuclear explosion in this case was their decision to lodge it.

Fortunately, there were some of his school friends who attended the hotel. Unfortunately, they are not. Everything is mixed evenly. In a room there are seniors and there are beginners.

"Relax Chi, there will be me here too" said Milan casually.

"You're good, the son of one of the officials here. Even if you go to bed, you can sleep at home." refute Ichi with sewot.

Milan laughed at the restlessness of his best friend. "Lho's? his own fault is far away." he said.

"I don't think about the distance to my house. If that's what I'm willing to do." Ichi again.

"Trus? What makes my best friend look like a calf losing a mother?" ask Milan.

"You know what, I'm a Taurus Zodiac sign?" hatch Ichi with an annoyed face.

Milan raised an eyebrow. "Oh, are you Taurus?" he said then laughed. "I don't know, just to talk. The sound of you sounding like a calf khuwar."

"Damn you!" umpat Ichi was about to smash his fist.

"Non Jago" exclaimed Milan, but the girl laughed. "Well, is that angry?"

Ichi looked at the madrasah courtyard. Milan poking his best friend's chin. "What the hell is making you upset?"

Ichi sighed softly for a moment and then said, "I went to Taekwondo training at BTTC" he said. "The exercise has been going on for two months. I'm worried, if I go down, my training schedule will be interrupted."

"Ooh... Did you do Taekwondo?" exciting Milan. "Great dong." he commented, "Attack your behavior like a thug huh?"

"Jancouk!" umpat Ichi annoyedly made Milan laugh.

"Don't keep swearing. Allah will insinuate you." reprimanded Milan.

Ichi looked at him with raised an eyebrow next to him. Milan immediately read the translation of the first verse of QS. Al-humazahs.

"Ware for every denouncer and detractor" he said with exaggerated eyes.

"Your captain! You think I belong to that group?!" sergeant Ichi was irritated and stomped his feet. "I am not what God said in the Surah! Don't be afraid of me dong!"

Milan laughed. "Hahahaha... turns out thugs are afraid also satirized using a verse huh?" his banter.

"Your parents, your high, talk again you're gagged using the soil of your mouth, huangangamu ti.." umpat Ichi again who is already in angry mode.

"Patience son.. don't indulge in lust." said Milan reminded.

Ichi could only take a deep breath to ease his anger. Milan smiled and stretched out his hand sweeping his back to the girl.

"If the matter can be discussed with the nanny. It is impossible if they do not allow it. Taekwondo training is good for health, as well as self-defense." Milan gave encouragement.

"Can't you?" asked Ichi softly for doubt.

Milan nodded steadily. "try away. Do not give up before trying. Don't be broken before it hits." said Milan excitedly.

"Damn you." said Ichi who immediately got up and left the dumb Milan there.

"Why is that woman? The jinn from the catapult tree?" grunts Milan.

...******...

It was like usual in the class. Suddenly Ustadz Gau, the guardians of their class came in. The children who were in the meantime noisily playing in class immediately dispersed themselves and sat on each other's shoulders.

Ustadz Gau stood in front of the class and looked at the faces of his students. The man took a breath and started talking.

"Assalamualaikum, children." he said.

"Wa alaikum salam wa rahatulli wa barakatuh." replied the students together.

"Today, we have a new student coming, moving from the city" said Ustadz Gau, who then stared at the door. "Please introduce yourself."

There were footsteps of shoes approaching and from the direction of the door came a young man, wearing a uniform and skullcap perched on his head. The young man's face was chinesse and smiling sympathetically. He entered the classroom and stood beside Ustadz Gau.

"Include me, this is Isaac Rompies, a transfer from SMUN 1 Gorontalo City" said Ustadz Gau introducing the students to his side.

Isaac raised his hand and greeted. "Greetings know." he said with a sympathetic smile.

The 10th graders of Madrasah Aliyah whispered to each other and occasionally glanced in amazement at Isaac. While the students stared with envious gazes.

Waduuuh....

Faisal Husein looked at Isaac and the gazes of the two met. The young man was shocked to find the gaze of the man before him filled with an aura of intimidation.

Who is he, why is his gaze so filled with mysterious air...

Ustadz Gau realized the same thing, but pretended to be stupid and said again. "I hope you treat him well. Now Isaac Rompies is a citizen of your class."

Ustadz Gau looked at Isaac. "Please sit next to Faisal."

"Thank you, Master." replied Isaac with a sympathetic smile and casually stepped closer to the place where he was told to be. The young man sat next to Faisal Husein.

Ustadz Gau observed the children of his guardianship. "Today the teacher who empowers Indonesian subjects is not present because of obstructed staffing agenda at the Ministry of Religious Affairs office." he said, "In the meantime, you please note the study materials and reference books taken in the library." The man stared at a jilbaber. "Fatma.." call him.

A jilbaber immediately got up and replied. "Yes, Sir?"

"Do as I commanded." pinta Ustadz Gau then looked again at his guardians. "You don't make a fuss?!"

"Yes, Mr. Teacher." said the students compactly.

Ustadz Gau snorted for a moment and then stepped out of the classroom. The students waited for a moment to make sure their guardians who liked to trap the atmosphere did not appear in the classroom. After believing the teacher no longer appeared, the class became boisterous as usual. Some of the jilbabers approached Isaac's place.

"Hello, my name is Tania Wadipulu" said one jilbaber introducing her name and reaching out.

Isaac smiled and nodded. "Ishak Rompie. Nice to meet you."

"You're a convert?" ask Widya.

Isaac raised his eyebrows. "No." he replied. "I'm a descendant of Islam." the man then smiled, "Definitely because of my margaret?" guess it.

Faisal himself just observed and did not intend to open the conversation. He just let the young man establish familiarity with the class children. It is natural if indeed the women in his class are interested in the young man. Isaac looked at Faisal.

"Hey, are you quiet?" hatch Isaac.

"Do I have to say that?" sahut Faisal grumbled and then got up and stepped out of the classroom.

Isaac looked at the young man in wonder and looked at the women who surrounded him. "Why with that guy? Feel like you're competing?"

his speech was only greeted by cheers by the jilbabers and once again Isaac realized the gazes of some men in the class who seemed to feel rivaled by him. But the young man didn't care.

...*****...

Ichi sat down toying with the end of his sleeve. The sound of footsteps approached and the jilbaber raised his face to look at Faisal Husein who came and sat by his side. They looked at the silence at the school because in fact it was not at the break.

Faisal looked at. "Lho's? Why are you here too?" reply the young man.

"Kok even nanya nanya that anyway?" gerutu Ichi who looked back at the still silent atmosphere.

"A quiet class, no teachers?" ask Faisal.

"So lazy to follow the lesson." replied Ichi lazily.

"Means more mabal (bolos) dong?" guess Faisal.

"It's up to Brother." said Ichi with ketus.

Faisal took a deep breath. "Ummm.. like PMS again." said the young man then rose.

"Where are you going?" ask Ichi.

"You're back." Faisal replied briefly. "So empty, it looks like it's hurt by you..."

"Aaaahhhh.

Faisal smiled looking at the girl's style of spoiled whining. "But you see that you don't want to be disturbed." said the young man.

"Aaaa.. accompany.." whine Ichi again asked.

Faisal laughed a little. "Alright.. as long as not to be hurt again." he said later.

The young man sat down again beside Ichi. "Why the hell again?" ask Faisal.

"Again KZL... Umi same Abi compact mondokin me." said Ichi.

"Ooo... So you've gone to bed?" faisal said, then chuckled again, "The fire was all day yesterday I saw you busy cleaning the room."

"Silver sister, I'm going to go overboard?" tanya Ichi with a huff.

"Yes, be happy." cried Faisal spontaneously. "I see you often. At least my longing is cured."

Ichi fell silent at Faisal's last words. The young man smiled. "Do you know the benefits of mole?"

Ichi sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "I already know." she replied wistfully.

"Certainly? What makes you look so upset?" search Faisal while squinting.

"I was in Taekwondo training at BTTC." said Ichi with gaiety. "I'm afraid my training schedule is disrupted by cottage programs. I don't care about those programs. I'm going to do it, as long as it doesn't interfere with my training schedule."

"Oooh... about that?" faisal's grunts while mangosteen. The man then raised his face and touched the back of Ichi's arm. "How about you face Ustadz Gau? He is part of the parenting. I guess, if it's good, he won't get in the way." proposed the young man.

Ichi was silent. Faisal smiled. "Do you want me to be accompanied?" lure the young man again.

Ichi looked at Faisal. "Can't you help me?" ask jilbaber doubtfully.

Faisal smiled, this time looking so gentle. "I'll help you as hard as I can" he said sincerely.

The young man's words published a sense of the girl's heart. Ichi hugged Faisal and began to sob. The young man was momentarily shocked and observed his surroundings with his fairy gaze, after which he dared to hug Ichi gently as he made sure there was no stalker in the region.

"You knew? A good friend will lend you a shoulder that you want to shed a cry for, but a good friend will lend you a club to bang the person who made you cry.." Faisal said.

"What does that mean... Brother ready to face Abi?" ask Ichi.

"meaning?" ask Faisal again.

"Wasn't Abi and Umi the ones who made me shed these tears?" said Ichi again sobbed and hugged tighter, hiding his face in the young man's arms.

"Ooh.. if it is, I don't dare." Faisal replied spontaneously.

Ichi pulled away from the young man's embrace and cleaned up the remains of his tears that were around his eyes.

"Why?" ask Ichi.

"Yes, I don't want to be called an ungodly child" Faisal replied, laughing softly.

Ichi punched Faisal softly in the chest. "Not funny!" grate with ketus.

"It would be funny if you dared to oppose both your parents who wanted good for you" Faisal said.

"Is lodging me without my consent a virtue?" tanya Ichi challenged. His face looks cloudy.

"Ichi.. someday you will realize. and will thank those you hate." Faisal said. "Remember Chi.no parent wants to take his child down, unless they really want to fall alone."

"I mean Brother?" ask Ichi.

"By opposing their decision, you are as good as bringing yourself to perdition" Faisal said. "Remember that the words of both parents are like the words of a prophet to be obeyed as long as he is told to be true."

"But.." Ichi protest.

"Chi. believe me. You will not regret it in the future." said Faisal trying to convince the jilbaber. "There will be many benefits that you get later, and at that time you will acknowledge and thank your parents."

The young man looked up at the sky. "A prison full of falsehood and moral decline as it is today, the fortification of faith and morals is very necessary and the boarding school can answer the challenge." The young man then looked at Ichi again. "I'll help you live your life as a santri."

Ichi involuntarily smiled. Faisal then smiled. "Think of it. You're actually pretty too." seduced the young man.

"Basic...the woodcut cap jackfruit!" the girl said, but her lips were smiling.

Without the two of them knowing, one observed the two from a safe vantage point. He pressed a small button on the realme buds Q2 headset that stuck in his hearing dria.

🎧 "Skullen is here." said the man softly.

There was the hoarse voice of a man from across the street.

📲 "You're already in your position?" ask the guy.

🎧 "Of course, and now I'm just like a mosquito guard here." - Skullen grumbled softly. "What does Sensei think, it's good to spy on people?"

📲 "I'm not telling you to spy, but just observe." refute the person with the title of teacher.

🎧 "Just the same, Sensei." Skullen grumbled softly. "Your daughter is still fond of matching arab men in the school garden gazebo. Do I need to document?" fishing tackle Skullen challenging.

📲 "Document and send the picture to me." ask the person. "Remember, your duty is to be his protector in the shadows. Don't act any more than that." the person's message.

🎧 "I don't think Sensei should send me to be your daughter's guardian angel. The man can perform his role well." declined Skullen.

📲 "Do they both look serious?" ask the guy.

🎧 "Of course. Do I have to make sure she's revealing it frankly?" challenge Skullen.

📲 "Do and report periodically to me." tell the person then disconnect the mobile conversation.

Skullen deactivated his device and took the headset out of his ear and then turned to step away from the place.

Damn it, again I have to accept this uncool assignment. Aahhh...

The man grumbled at length with a grievance as he swung his steps further.[]