A Will From Mama

C-7

Ponorogo

Nabila has now graduated Mts. He will continue the MA in the same place as his Mts. Indeed in the cottage was specifically for children Mts until college. During Mts he was active in the school organization, so it is no wonder that he was famous in the cottage. Even his name until the neighbor aka the son's cottage. The distance between the sons and daughters hut is limited only by Abah's house and her family.

Nabila also includes outstanding students in either religious or general lessons. Heart always rebelled to refute the wishes of his parents who wanted Nabila to remain in the cottage. Because Nabila wants to continue school to SMK pharmacy in Madiun. But he never dared to do it because he was afraid of hurting his parents. Let him stay there.

During Nabila's stay at the cottage, he had many friends. Some are good and some are indifferent to it. When he came home, many of the sons who won me through FB. However, he had never responded to them were it not for the business of the organization or the cottage.

Maybe because Nabila became a secretary of OSIS Pi during Mts and often get achievements. So many know him. And maybe it is one of the risks if you become a child organization, will certainly be known by many people, including santri putra. Because we are in fact still one institution although different places. Still, the organization's children will meet often.

At the cottage Nabila had two friends whom he used to call Dina and Hasna. The three of them had been close since the first day they came to the cottage. Maybe because their closets are side by side and those who both do not have acquaintances there, so they became friends until now.

They always share in anything. Their relationship is also like a sibling. Depends on each other.

They had also fought, but it wasn't long. Because they can't if they have to silence each other.

Marginalised

I never thought I'd stay in this place. A lot of good friends but I can't get my favorite lesson. There are no pharmacy lessons here. I want to be a pharmacist. But my parents said, stay here later if you go to college you can take the pharmacy. I also accepted and accepted their decision.

Right now I'm hanging out with my friends. We chatted while enjoying the cafeteria we had just bought. We sat in the hall of the cottage, because the location of the madrasah and dormitory was limited only by the field.

"Bil, do you want a boyong or a tetep here?" ask Dina.

"Here" I replied lethargic and uninspired.

"The answer is not sincere, you want boyong huh?" guess Hasna.

"Yes, but I can't be the same as my parents" I replied in a sad tone.

"I mean your parents are good, Bil. Don't be sad, maybe after from here you can realize your delayed dream," suggested Dina.

"My dreams are a lot of Din. And I don't know if maybe those dreams will only be dreams," I replied as if I knew my dreams would only end as dreams.

Hasna tried to divert our conversation. Because he heard my answer from earlier which seemed to be carried on would make sadness for me.

"Yes, don't be sad anymore. We just go, uh. You heard that Abah doesn't want to have another child" Hasna comforted.

"No, do you know where you're from?" dina. Dina is the most beautiful person among us.

"A lot of people say, you know, cook the hell you don't know?" answer Hasna.

"Because you are too busy with your own thoughts because you do not know how the news is circulating now," interrupted me who saw Dina's response as if he did not believe the news circulating.

"Oh yeah, are you guys gonna stay here or change schools?" ask them again, because those who have not talked about where they will continue their school later.

"I'm your best friend, so I'll stay here. Besides I like it here. Because here I have a lot of brothers, and here it's always crowded. If I were a boyong, maybe I wouldn't stay home. I'll probably find another cottage. However, because I'm comfortable here and have friends like you. So, I will stay here," explained Dina with a happy face.

"I am so entertained and happy because my best friend is still in school here. What if you do, Na?" ask me about Hasna.

"I did too, my parents told me to stay here. And since I myself have no intention to move from here, so I will continue to school here" explained Hasna.

"Alright, so we will stay here until graduation and we will remain friends forever" said Dina with a big spirit and a big smile.

Crings.....

Cring....

Cring....

"Have beluh, we go back to the yuk class!" bring Hasna.

"Come.." answered me and Dina together.

Since the entrance bell had rung, we immediately dispersed ourselves and returned to our classroom. Me and Dina together headed to our class. As for Hasna, she walked towards her own class.

I have been in class with Dina since the last two years. Not with Hasna.

Back in first grade, we used to be in the same class. In the next school year, we had to separate because indeed every year there was a class transition. So, we sometimes still have one class with old friends and sometimes we do not have one class with one friend from the old class.

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