Black Heaven

Actor Syar'i!!

The quiet atmosphere can be felt by Intan when his feet reach the area of the princess boarding school. All the students were in school, only a few senior managers were there and one of them was Rahma.

Intan swung a step towards the room at the end of— where the managers used to gather every day. Usually in these hours the managers are assessing the results of the writings of the santriwati collected every Friday night.

"Assalamualaikum ..." said Intan while on the doorstep.

"Waalaikumsalam ..." replied one of the housekeepers named Bibah, "please come in, Ning," Bibah stood up from his place.

"where else is it? tumben alone?" tanya Intan after circulating a glance around the room. There was no one else in the room.

"the others were checking the room, Ning," Bibah said as she sat beside Intan, "what's wrong, Ning?" ask the Bible without further ado.

Intan finally conveyed Sarah's ummi message to Bibah because he had to return immediately to make a cake like the tutorial on entub. Not until ten minutes, finally Intan out of the room.

Breeze in the middle of the warm sunshine and quiet atmosphere adds to the atmosphere of the pesantren that he had once occupied. However, Intan's steps had to be stopped by surprise when he passed through the room he had been saving. He was surprised when his hand was pulled by the owner of the room.

"what the hell!" intan said as he tried to release his hand from Rahma's grip.

Brak!!

Rahma shut the door of her room hard after successfully dragging Intan into the room. His face looked crimson due to restraining the emotions lodged in his heart.

"Don't be rude, yeah! keep limits!" Intan pointed her index finger at Rahma's face. Intan's anger suddenly rose from his soul after receiving disrespectful treatment from Rahma.

"you told Aga to marry me!" Rahma accuses Intan without any evidence. Since last night he was frustrated because he could not refuse a proposal from Aga. He continued to cry because he did not have any feelings for Aga.

Intan sat while with perfectly rounded eyes. This time it seems like Intan has to serve the crazy woman in front of him, he has to give a hard warning to a shameless girl like Rahma.

"why did I tell Aga to do all that?" tanya Intan without the slightest smile.

Rahma clucked after hearing Intan's reply. He grew even more emotional when he saw the facial expression that Intan was displaying at this time, "you are afraid that Gus Aji will marry me! then you told Aga to marry me!" again and again Rahma accused Intan.

"Heh women don't know themselves!! you should be shameless! the attitude you are showing right now is truly disgusting! you are a santri, you should be ashamed if you want to snatch someone's husband!" hardik Intan with a tone full of emphasis.

"I didn't take your husband! I just wanted to make my dreams come true all along!" kilah Rahma as she ruffled her waist in front of Intan, "you should be ashamed for blocking Gus Aji from doing the sunnah of Rosullulloh!" rahma said without the slightest fear.

"Curtain! do not carry the name Rosullulloh and religion to cover up your rottenness! you're no different than a man's husband-captor!" Intan sarcasm with one corner of the raised lip.

"you know the science of religion! you're not going to stay here for a year or two! what have you learned here all along? how embarrassing!" hardik Intan with a rougher language.

"Remember!! never carry the name of the religion and the Apostle to realize your ambition! or maybe you want to get the nickname actor syar'i huh?" intan said with the accompaniment of a smirk smile that makes Rahma's emotions burn even more.

Intan prepared herself to fend off Rahma's hand, and sure enough a few seconds later, Rahma almost landed her hand on Intan's face. However, the hand was successfully captured by Intan, a strong grip must finally be felt by Rahma.

"don't play physical with me! you are nothing! if you dare to face me, let's fight somewhere else! I'm ready to face you anytime!" challenge Intan with a face that is red because it is holding back increasingly sacrificial emotions.

Rahma was silent, she continued to rebel because she felt pain in her wrist. Intan gripped her firmly and with all her energy, "let go!" rahma.

Intan threw that hand. He looked at Rahma with an intimidating look, his hatred for the girl was getting ingrained. He hoped that Aga would soon take away this depressed woman.

"Basic of ex-sluts! street girl full of vices!" sarkas Rahma when Intan touches the door handle.

Intan took a deep breath after hearing the utterance coming out of Rahma's mouth, she turned her body around in order to stare at the pitiful looking beautiful girl.

"Yes, it's true! I'm a former rascal and a street kid! but I'm not a cheap woman who likes married men! my face is not as pretty as yours, but my fate is much better than yours!" intan said with a triumphant smile.

"Originally you know! even though I'm a hoodlum and a street kid, in fact Mas Aji prefers me over you, o shar'i actor!!" intan said before leaving Rahma.

Rahma was stunned after hearing all the sentences spoken by Intan. His body collapsed on the floor after Intan left his room. He was stunned alone while lamenting the fate of the less fortunate as Intan said. He also could not get his dream man all this time.

Meanwhile, Intan continued to step out of the area of this princess cottage. The emotions in his heart rumbled again after meeting Rahma. If he had met Rahma somewhere else, his anarchist soul would have gone back to what it was.

Intan is inexhaustible, why there are women like Rahma who live in pesantren. Rahma should leave here immediately so that the household becomes calmer.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim ...." Intan continues to be special when swinging a step towards ndalem. Several times he shook his head when he remembered the attitude shown by Rahma. She rubbed her stomach several times, even though she was not pregnant.

"Amit-amit jabang baby ojo until the child comes down me onok seng koyok Rahma! gilo me!" muttered Intan when she reached the side door of the house.

("Amit-Amit baby, lest my offspring be like Rahma! disgust me!")

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