
DORMITORIES.
" ahh, my legs are getting worse. Is it really just a cramp?" naira muttered as she continued stroking her feet.
" Naira?" sapa Fatma who suddenly entered the dorm.
" you know, how come you don't pay?"
" i'm freaking out when you're in the madrasa, there's nothing."
" yes, I'm going home. I think my legs are getting worse."
" really? What about diobatin?"
" no, tomorrow will be healed."
" don't, most of tomorrow will be healed." cried Fatma.
" i've already heard that sentence." π he continued.
" yes, the truth. I never get sick for long." π
" nurut yeah.. πOn check, no one will break your leg."
" Fatma, you're so mean." π©
" already, come!!"
" fatma.." π
Naira grimaces at being forcibly evicted by Fatma. Not healed, his legs even more swollen. Fortunately, Fatma immediately took Naira to the masseur at the boarding school.
" how, grandma?" ask Fatma.
"this is wrong, neng. Must be in order. Heals can't be a day or two."
" really, grandma?" ask Naira to panic.
" grandma's going to the dorm tomorrow you're going to be taken out again, okay?" hail that grandma.
" it's okay Grandma, let me just come here. Kasian grandma has to walk far to the dormitory just for my mijitin." said Naira.
" your path is not real either, Ra. So' so' an want to come alone here." π whispered Fatma.
" there is you!" π
" heesh.." π
Fatma dragged her friend back to the dorm. But when they came to the courtyard, Abi Yusuf was already there.
" Naira's? Why are you carrying Fatma??" ask Abi.
" this.. L'm.. Abi Cramps." said Naira.
" sorry Abi, I don't want to lie like Naira. But Naira's condition is quite serious, there is swelling of the nerves in her legs. Must be in order for a few days."
" Brava!!" π©
" is that right Naira?" asked Abi in a slightly angry tone.
" right, Abi. Naira also doesn't know why this is the case. But Naira promised, Naira's two more days are coming."
" Naira's.. Abi was not worried about the show. Whether you are present or not, that is your choice. Moreover, you are sick again like this, mending rest."
" but Abi.. Naira wants to attend, it's a once-a-year event."
" your friends last year, too? There's next year too."
" just this year is different. Next year isn't necessarily Naira still around." π
Abi Yusuf sighed because of the stubbornness of his son.
" yes already, two days you take a vacation first najai. Rest in the dorm, massage with Grandma Icah. Don't walk too much."
" But Abi.. Naira does not want permission njai, also kasian Grandma Icah if asked to go home to Naira's massage." π
" Abi who permits you, Abi will also ask other students to take Grandma Ice to the dorm."
" Big.." π°
Naira is not a child who defies her parents, but she just does not want to get preferential treatment during boarding school. He did not want just because his father owned this pesantren, he got a lot of facilities and privileges.
" Naira nurut, yes.. If other santri were in your position, Abi would definitely do the same." βΊ stressed Abi Yusuf while stroking his son's head.
" yes, Abi. Thank you." said Naira.
" yeah already, Abi pamit ya. Two days ago Abi went home. You take good care of yourself."
" well, Abi."
" Assalamu'alaikum."
" Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Naira and Fatma.
Then they both went into the dorm that night.
Next day.
" well, Naira. Don't run away, you know.." βΊ
" just don't be like his girlfriend's nigger." π
" Well, Naira and Fatma have gone that far?!" π joking Marwa.
" well, they're already dating. We when?" π© timpal Shofa.
" you guys are crazy." π grumbled Ayana.
" ciee.. Jealousy, ye." π Goda Shofa.
" anyways, I don't want to date Shofa. I have Zidan." π
" Zidan, who else is that?" ask Naira.
" that.. Beautiful new Santri." π timpal Shofa.
" so bad, you know his name." π
" yes, that's.." π
" inget you know, I said yesterday. Don't overdo it!!" π
" i-iya, yes.. Not really." π
" haish, boring!" π©
" listening to Nisa's ustadzah tells her it's more exciting." π
Naira continued to grumble while flipping through the book to expel her boredom.
" Assalamu'alaikum. Naira's boy?"
" Mr Icah? Come in, I'm inside."
Grandma entered, but behind her was someone following her.
" you?!" pekik Naira sees someone who turns out to be..
" the spy? The sleepyhead?"
" haish, you again." said the man looking away.
" it's appropriate that Abi Yusuf asked me to take Grandpa Icah for two days. Turns out for the other grandmother, who likes cramping again njai."
" i'm not a granny!!" π«
" that's, already.. You young people like to fight constantly." said Nek Icah while sitting near me.
" ati-ati, from hate to love to love."
" uh," π³
" grandma said what, anyway. There-anya." π continued Naira.
" grandma's right, don't hate me too much. Ntar love you know." π timpal santri it.
" hush! I don't want to fall in love before I get married. Besides I have a principle, that I will only love my lawful husband." π
" neng Naira's principle is good." praise Nek Icah as he grabbed Naira's leg and was about to start kneading her.
" ahh!! Grandma, I'm so sorry to stop." cut Naira.
" hey!! You!! Why are you still there?"
" so, can I enter your dorm?" ask the man to come in.
" uhh!! Nay!! I mean you're out, close the door!"
" haish, it's not a tape-recape let rest in the dalem as well." grumbled the santri while out.
Naira will certainly pull her skirt a little, so that Grandpa Icah can freely treat her. If the pervert is here, Naira has sinned to show her awrah. Besides, it's a princess dorm. He also dared not move from here.
" grandmother, how can you get the santri here?" ask Naira.
" son of Zidan? He said he told Abi Yusuf. But she likes to help grandma clean the yard."
" Zidan's? It feels familiar to my ears." thought Naira.
Nek Icah continued to treat Naira.
" it's done, neng. Grandma went home first, yeah."
" yes, grandma. Thanks yeah. Let me take you to the front."
" no, your legs still hurt."
" it's okay, grandma. To the front door."
Naira walked slowly to escort Grandma Icah. Outside the dormitory, he even saw the santri was asleep.
" Sleep again.." π muttered Naira.
" kasian nak Zidan, must be tired. I can't help grandma waking him up."
" what tired?? Tired of dreaming the times!" naira grumbled in her heart.
" uh, is grandma done?" suddenly Zidan woke up.
" already, you still want to sleep is okay. Go home, grandma can go home alone."
" no, grandma. Zidan did not sleep. Come on Zidan anter home."
" jude, if you're okay."
" uh, grandma be careful. He's still sleepy." π
" don't be reckless, speech is do'a."
" haish, it's a good talk." π Naira grumbled in her heart.
" Come on, grandma."
It didn't take them much time to get out of Naira's sight. For a moment he thought. Why does the boy look so polite in front of Grandpa Icah? Is it possible that even santri se naughty he was scared at the naughty stamp by parents? π Ahh, surely he always helped Grandma even because of Abi's.
" ahh, that's. Why think too." muttered Naira while entering the dormitory.
Next day.
Naira still can't get out of the dorm. That's his father's pinta. But somehow he was so agitated all night.
" Zidan's.. Zidan's.. " π€
" i know I must have heard this name, my memory is pretty good. But who is this Zidan?"
" anyways, I don't want to date Shofa. I have Zidan." π
" Zidan, who else is that?" ask Naira.
" that.. Beautiful new Santri." π timpal Shofa.
" so bad, you know his name." π
Naira was shocked after remembering.
" Ahh, no.. There's no way it's 'him', right?" π³
" Asalamu'alaikum, Naira.." βΊ
" Zi-Zidaan??!!" π³
" Why are you here!!" π«
To Be Continue's..