Between Me and Brother

chapter 15

The sun began to appear on the surface. I was still waiting for Ara to come out of the room, as well as Lela.

The princess still persuaded Ara inside so that she changed her mind to stay in this cottage. However, it remained that Ara was still gloomy.

A few minutes later, I came out of the room. It's been almost half an hour I've been waiting for him, the legs even to the tingling and cramping.

"So how?"

I whispered to the Princess who was trying to close the door and Ara was still busy with her carry bag. The princess fell silent while hinting that her attempt had failed.

He shook his head with that expressionless face, I also let out a deep sigh. It would feel very lonely if Ara left this cottage.

"Come on, all the stuff?" Asked an old man approaching the five of us in front of the room.

"It's Dad." Sahut Ara's.

Is that Ara's father? In my heart murmured for a moment. Father Ara's face looks very similar to Ara, only the difference between Ara is beautiful and her Father is charming. He smiled at me, Princess, Willy, and Lela.

With our bitter smile that would let Ara go home, we were silent as we watched Ara get into her car.

As soon as Ara got in and her dad got in the car. We immediately went down the stairs which were only four steps while staring at his car that drove out the gate of Pondok Darussalam.

"How's this? Are you guys gonna keep it a secret?" I asked them to throw out those who were staring at Ara's car.

Willy and the Princess looked at each other and turned to look at Lela. It felt so strange, the atmosphere suddenly awkward. They were touching each other through the look in his eyes.

Lela suddenly nodded at Willy and she looked at me. Since it was still early morning the class was still quiet.

The Princess pulled me up four steps and into the room. It seemed like the anger he felt was starting to rise at the end of his head.

Lela, who was always her son was too quiet now she was in front of me while hugging her reading book. I don't know what I think always makes it negative.

"Mer, I've guessed that Ara will still go. That's why I fainted yesterday." Lela said as she sat on the bed in front of me.

Still do not understand what Lela said, I still do not understand the meaning of each of those words. From Princess and Willy. They understood Lela's intentions.

"What does that mean? You said what La!" I shouted while grasping the mattress I had been sitting on hard.

Finally Willy grabbed my shoulder while patting me calmly, so I felt a little calm. My curiosity is growing.

Willy sat down next to me and the Princess started to sit on Lela's bed mattress. They are still confused to explain and where to start.

Moreover, I was still waiting for Lela's answer which made me think hard for it. Lela set her breath for a moment and instantly closed her slick eyes.

"You ever heard that there was a santri who was almost harassed?" Willy said opening his nearly silent chatter.

I nodded quickly without saying a word.

"He is, in fact, .." The answer again.

"Have it, we better pray first.we have not prayed dhuha right?" Get the Princess to cut the explanation from Willy.

The more delay the greater my curiosity about the past that hit Ara as well as Lela.

I'm trying to understand but if they keep going I won't understand them at all. The princess broke everything I wanted to know, she held it.

"Why the hell? Do I look foreign to you guys well" I said grimly as I lowered my head.

"No Mer, you're not like that. You're mybest friend. Well we said" said Lela immediately gave the code to Willy and Princess.

Not everyone can trust someone who has just met. I understand that too. They were hard to explain because I also only knew them for a few weeks, it was natural that they were too worried with me.

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After the completion of the congregational prayer, we went to class to study. Remember Ara who was always active in Indonesian lessons, but now she is no longer with us.

Sad, the curiosity is growing higher that's what I feel now. But I also dare not force them to tell stories. That is their right.

The lesson began to take place, this time a lot of a very busy schedule. The completion of Indonesian lessons will continue with Sports in the field.

Sports is a lesson that makes me upset, always feel the heat in the sun, tired as well as the Chapter this time that will be discussed is Basketball.

Although I'm good at it, but I'm very lazy. Only for the sake of good grades and achieving the highest medal so also for the sake of making Abi and Umi happy. I'm willing.

1 Hour and a half later. Bell changed lessons at the start, where I had to change clothes and switch to a sports shirt. The initial use is yes still fragrant molto, but after that will smell the sun is stinging. Not annoying.

Sometimes they get upset with some of the students in my class, they sometimes use fragrances that blend alcohol. And I don't like it at all.

Spray the left right, spray the back, hijab and trending pants. You could even say a bottle runs out in a week. The lessons they learned were not in class, but in the field.

Before starting to change their clothes even more and first, justifying the hijab that does not fit them want and there are some students also wear powder and lipstick that is permanent.

They use it just want to look fresh but I think they will look like burnt terasi after finishing the sport.

The body that had been fragrant until the passersby was carried away by the flow of the fragrance, will be lost with the smell of their armpits and the smell of the sun because of the heat sunbaked in the field during study.

I find it ironic. Though in the area of the cottage here is not allowed to dress excessively. Use fragrance and wear lipstick.

But with their cleverness, they use it only once, that is, in every sport.

I don't know what's on his mind. Until it can use the items that are not allowed to remain violated.

Fortunately my four friends never use fragrances let alone lipstick. They only use sow powder, and even baby powder is the same as me.

Though what I know is that the fragrance is banned because it will invite the Ikhwan's orgasm. And it could also lead to slander, from then on, I understand.

Finally I until now never again use make-up or fragrances that contain alcohol. I am only afraid that it will cause a slander that God does not like very much.