Because Me Santri's
01. TOO TIRED.
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I am often called Rid. My name is Ridho Saefulloh. I don't know why I'm more accretive to being called Rid, maybe because it's better or something... I know less too.
I don't understand why I was so - Bego - when the lesson was going on, not just one, two lessons, maybe it could be that everything just went in at a glance and came out quickly from my otaku, he said, But I did not make it as an obstacle and a reason for me to find something, which I was always looking for supplies to wade through the journey of life
Isn't it?, that is, "Your science". because learning is mandatory! Because we have been demanded to study from the cradle to the burrow, also although far we also have to study even though we have to get to the country of China
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It all boils down here! a world I've never been through. Not just the world of romance, sports, art, or martial-only.all become one in a large scope.
Everything I seek, is in it, knows the scriptures. Relying on the creator. Learn ahlak, adab. Also the sciences that exist in other schools in general. All have been listed as one in this place! The point here is where the "Science Warehouse" is. Yes, this is where all my stories begin, from my dark past to...
...HAPPY READING'S....
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I lay helplessly, in a place about six by six meters. I couldn't get up, my whole body was so stiff and hard to move. I have no more energy, all my energy I have spent, now I can only lie down.
My eyes also felt tired, for so long without rest. I feel like I have too much to do before him. I could only rely on my eyes that were currently glum and weary, to look around the room.
It was very quiet, just me, the lights were dim, and also the cabinets in the room. At first glance I glanced towards the wall, which hung a round flat object there, yes, the clock. The clock on the wall was already showing at half-six in the morning. But I'm still helpless.
Time goes on. one, two, three, four minutes. I still can't get up. My body is completely numb. If it goes on like this, I won't be able to do anything. Thought.
I saw a green turban gurgling beside the cupboard, not far from me. I felt like I wanted to take that turban, to immediately carry out my duties. But I still can't get up.
"I forced myself too much, on the real thing I couldn't do it... Why is it just now making up for it" I muttered with half annoyance. It feels like if time can repeat itself, I will never do it again. Even if it is completely repeated!, I choose to rest, and sleep.
Instead of doing what is not so useful, namely staying up all night making some pictures with Taching techniques. Sleep too
it only ranged five minutes, I really wasted a lot of time all-man. To the extent that my obligation; the morning prayer of the congregation is not carried out.
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I faintly heard footsteps approaching me, shaking my body. "Rid, wake! What time is it! You stay up till you don't know the time" he shook my body getting stronger. I got up, got up and sat down.
It turned out that I fell asleep, after before he saw the clock and the turban, my eyes were not stupefy anymore, I finally fell asleep, until I woke up. I rubbed my eyes, then looked towards the wall clock. Not playing!, I was surprised. The clock on the wall was shown at 10:51 AM. "What. It's like this hour! That's right" I said in disbelief.
The one in front of me only smiled slightly, his face flat, like he did not feel guilty at all. He is not family, relatives, close friends or neighbors. He and I often shared time together. "Lo did not ask in wakein!, besides I also know you must be tired, yes already. I'm not waking up!" Answer lightly.
"Yes anyway... But there's no pecunya!?" Ketusku. He was just grinning as he raised his eyebrows, not responding seriously. "There is, but it's just males. Just as kasian, you'll still be tired" he said.
"But the problem is that I'm going to get punished. Not knowing!" Excruciate. He patted me on the shoulder slowly, "Yes, just a punishment, do not make it complicated!, relax" he said casually.
The person in front of me was named, Fikri. Good posture, not too high, or low. And the thing I can't escape from him the most is that wherever he goes, he always carries a match.
Whether it's cigarettes, paper, plastic or something else. What he made as a victim of his matches I don't understand.
"At most hall, mopping, clean the toilet or something...." Fikri continued by raising his shoulder
I patted him on the forehead, feeling astonished by him, did he not have any pity?, care?, or even a little empathy with me?, as a friend! I don't know either.
But Fikri and I have known for a long time, since I stepped on X MA class. He and I have become familiar and familiar to this day. Fikri also roomed with me, so it was only natural that I often involved him in various problems or things, which I experienced and felt.
Please understand, right now my naughty soul is leveling up, I don't know why I can control it yet. Even though it should be getting older, such delinquency is getting lost
"Is there no solution?, or what cake! Who can help me stay out of the law?!" I asked seriously. Fikri put his index finger on his chin, his eyes could not stand still, looking at various objects. He seems to be thinking hard.
"Ah. Ha. How about gini...."
"Where's what?" I was curious about him.
"So gini...." Fikri looked at me seriously, until it made me tremble. He was a little silly with his behavior sometimes, but when it was serious, I couldn't guess what was in his head.
"What did he do?, Cepet said!" It is my insistence that I keep waiting.
Fikri shook his head, his face instantly turned sad. I didn't think he could change his face like that. "I don't think I can help this time.... Even if I help! I'm going to get hit too, Rid!" answer's flat.
I wrinkle my forehead, it feels like I want to be angry, but what is it for! maybe I was the one who hoped that she could help me.
"Well, what else. His name happened, what do you regret. It is better that I acknowledge and dare to accept his punishment" I murmured inwardly. Trying to suspend my own heart.
"Yes no papa, besides I am also wrong" I said with a smile. Although my feelings are actually mixed.
Fikri responded well, "Yes already, a shower there!, a little late again how" he exclaimed as he pointed towards the wall clock.
"Iyee" I replied lazily, when I just woke up already there was a tell.
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