Bloody Pesantren
Meet Him
...These lips are incapable, just to say hello...
...It's not that I like it, it's just that I'm not used to it...
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...Don't forget...
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...💬KOMEN💬...
Plaque!
I grimaced with pain, wanting to feel like I broke a wood that never learned morals. I gently wipe my palm which has now been flushed because of the blow given by Ustadz Sharif.
"You're third grade! she should set a good example for her sisters!" Ustadz's stern voice was again interspersed with a precise sound of wood hitting my friend's hand on the side.
I glanced at him for a moment, he looked just like me, enduring the pain of the wood I wanted to eliminate.
"How many more iqob do you know?" The more frustrating question sounded that made my laughter feel like breaking out. I was his son pecilan, even though it has been a long time mondok my installment nature has not changed, even more rampant when I began to rise to the third grade.
"Ustadz, let's not get tired. Better to have his sentence annulled. Poor Ustadz." I'm trying to come up with a little solution. What's not good, try?
Ustadz did not budge, he even more ordered sangar towards me. I think I'll be swallowed round in a minute.
"Why do you have to make that trouble a fuss? turn, cake, how, let it make a difference. I'm getting bald because I keep facing you guys!"
Me and the others looked at each other, gawking. I pressed my lips back not to open. If Lelas then my chubby laughter will surely fill the room where we are today.
"Rara said, Ustadz-"
"Shut up, Ra!"
Ustadz sneezed his forehead in frustration. I lowered my gaze again as I fixed my two lips tightly as Ustadz's gaze began to terrorize back.
Am I wrong to provide a solution?
"For this time I give you relief, as the punishment, write 1000 times, collect it later in the afternoon after the asar prayer. Now you can go!" I gawked for a moment, this is not a lightheartedness. Writing istigfar 1000 times is a common thing for us, especially me who notabennya punitive subscription, but within half a day? with today's conditions the schedule of activities is so crowded. Buju Buneng, very intention ustadz want to torture.
"Rome! why are you still here! is the punishment not enough?" the sound of Ustadz made me aware. I glanced around, O true God, and they left me alone before Ustadz. Basic friends on the ungodly.
I put on my smile, bowed for a moment saluting Ustadz and ran away from him. Just remember, I won't forgive them. Wait for my vengeance, just beware I won't give them cheat.
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"Well! really bad you guys! Ninggalin I'm myself like a crock goat in front of Ustadz." The sound of my cempreng just echoed to the corner of the room . Oh, yeah, I got a punishment not just by myself but five. They were all my roommates in the dorm, bad, right, the compa wasn't right. Eh but we're all good, smart again.
" Part of you anyway, have been told to go still aja adem ayem stand mandangin Ustadz." Dela answered casually. What, mandangin ? my feelings never.
"Bengong terooos" Nisa's voice and flick on my forehead awakened me.
"Ckckk, you are a habit of nyentil likes, remember Ca, the doom of friends like nyentil it, later the ration of food in the end. " My words while holding my forehead, the habit of him that sometimes makes me and others sprain like a sudden twinkle, right, the kayak pain earlier, try if you want to please tell first to be ready for it.
"Pengen I made him lemper deh" Fitri's voice while tidying up the mucus he was wearing.
I took a weak breath, then sat leaning on the edge of the closet.
"I'm sorry guys, it's all because of me" I said. Iqlima who had just quietly approached me, I already knew for sure he wanted to calm my feelings.
Yes, among the five of us only he is calm and does not talk much but once the brain that is bruised immediately extinguished.
"Udah Ra, don't blame yourself. Your intention, right, well want to nolongin him, but he even menggejakan us, it's okay our punishment is also good right, in order istighfar a lot. Calm the bad guy will be affected himself, could later go to school next to his feet stuck on the tree "Basic Iqlima, his words of wisdom must be a little nyelenehnya, I smile yes. Very grateful to have friends who must rada gesrek all, but understanding Maa syaa Allah.
"Eh you want to be punished again because of late school ? I am, the ogah" said Dela who was ready with the toiletries.
I glanced at the wall clock that was sometimes as agleknya as us. Hela breath heard from friends including me . With a frustrated face we also rushed to go to the bathroom, because it is certain that we will not shower again today to go to school.
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I walked half-running towards school, the base of the ungodly friends. They are on the right fit again difficult, I've brought many books, plus books tafsir that are not underweight, this is again shoelaces wear events off everything.
The distance of the dormitory with the school area is not too far and in fact our school is santriwati right behind the dormitory but because the road that turns the direction makes us have to be more patient to take it by walking foot.
Oh yes another one in the cottage where I demanded this knowledge is not given to go to school wearing any type of bag, all school equipment must be carried by hand, the carrying must also be in line with the chest. This is how I was this morning.
I resigned, surely today I will be punished again, but the punishment is not from ustadz or ustadzah but from osis.
After I finished tying my shoes properly I looked at the empty street, the sound of the MC of the ceremony was already heard. There is no hope anymore I thought.
"It's bad!" meek and immediately hide when from a distance behind the blue gate look santriwati neatly dressed who else if not a member of the osis slowly walk towards where I hide.
"Let the brain work, think, think" My mind while looking around. I am determined this time I will not be punished, just one sentence I have not finished, for if I add more punishment. I smiled widely and immediately ran in the opposite direction. Why did I forget that the cafeteria was one of my savior ways.
"Sir, Rara please do" I looked at Mr. Rahman expectantly.
"Father, it's okay to pass, but Neng's in.."
"O Allah sir, thank you very much, calm down later Rara will often snack here." My words cut out the words of Mr. Rahman so happy.
I immediately opened the shoes carrying him through the ranks of food that can make my stomach sound immediately, naturally because I had left school without breakfast first. For the food that lined up beautifully in front of me, you guys calm down, later after going out to play I will visit you again.
Not yet gone my happy smile imagines the food gently flowing down my throat, my heart made to exercise again this early, with whom I see now.
"Sorry Neng, I was going to say that there was a Malik guard there." Without realizing the shoes that I tenteng detached from the grasp.
Embarrassed? don't ask, because it's for sure. I lowered my head not daring to look at the person who was now about 2 meters away from my place.
Why do I hate Mondays, one of which is because of this, Mondays often make my heart healthy exercise excessively, especially if you accidentally meet a creature that now looks so sweet even though it is holding back emotions.
In this cottage is a school between santriwan and santriwati separated but extracurricular still combined despite having a long distance if again collected
"Malik!" Santriwan who stood straight in front of me turned his head because his name was called, yes I know that voice, that's Himmi santriwati's voice that I was trying to avoid let not be punished. But now it's not even duren nyium smell again, really, really today.
" Just go back to the field, there's nobody here."
I didn't listen wrong, I wanted to feel like I was nodding my head at the person who said the word, but shame over me.
Finally I could only glance at Himmi who had clearly seen me before, but somehow she obeyed what Malik said.
My daydream was blown away by the sound of the increasingly distant clattering of steps. I ventured to look at that back. The smile on my lips I can no longer hide. Maybe the song with the enchanted title really represents how I feel right now.
"Thank you." Lirihku. Until finally he vanished carrying some of the hope I always held.
