Bloody Pesantren

A Warning

...Sometimes we don't know...

...Where are friends and where are opponents...

...So then...

...Just believe it...

...and suspect accordingly...

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"Finally, you go home too, Ra" Voice of Fitri greeted me when I just entered the room.

"What does Ustadzah say? Asked to break up? How come you're not sad, Ra?" Nisa showered me with a lot of questions.

"Who are you dating, Ra?  How can we not know? How long is it?" Dela asked coldly. I'm sure Della doesn't like it when she finds out I'm dating. How not, because all this time I've been pumping them not to date. But the fact is I am not dating, suddenly my ignorant intentions on them.

"Yahoooooooo!!" I hit Nisa's body, pretending to cry with real tears. I already know, Nisa the person quickly laughed at the feeling, of course immediately panicked to see me cry hysterically.

"You were told to break up, right?" I'm nodding.

"Why so cry? Still lucky to be told to break up, not in the exit"

"Hoooooooooooo!!!" I've been raising the volume of my tears, hearing Della's innuendo.

"Del, don't do it. Rara again sad youh" Iqlima tried to remind Della.

"Sad ya, Ra?"

I nodded

"Aren't you going to break up?"

I nodded again

"But this is for your own good, Ra!" Della started to growl.

"Battlehoo!!" Again I tightened my crying voice.

"Who the hell, that santriwan!?" Finally Fitri screeches himself.

"No Tau!!! Wow!!"

"Well?! How do you go about dating but don't know who?"

"That makes me sad, Huwwaa!! My boyfriend doesn't have it but he's been told to break up, pity me"

Bugh!

Bugh!

The four of them threw me with a pillow. I laughed satisfied to be able to prank them, seeing the look they had made my stomach amused and could not help but laugh any longer.

"Yesel's chocolate!"

"Sleep, Sleep!!" Della's commanding them.

"Well, how about a snack? I'm just kidding" They don't bully. Are they really angry?

"Del, Fit, Ca, Ma! I'm kidding, sorry" Whinek me while pulling their blankets.

"Ra, mending sleeping. It's midnight"

I stopped pulling their blankets. My intention was just a fad, why did it even become like this.

With a feeling of guilt, I got up to remove my face and change my gown with a nightgown.

"I'm sorry" I said once more, before I actually fell asleep.

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I tried to regain my consciousness from the sound of sleep, my eardrum faintly catching the sound that was able to wake me up from a beautiful dream.

"Ra,Build"

I faintly looked at the four friends already sitting around me.

"Yes, it's four o'clock?" I asked with a still hoarse voice, understand my throat has not been splashed by water from last night. Tumben they woke up earlier than me.

There was no reply from them, I re-rushed my eyes so that my vision became clearer. This is, if you have a disorder in the eye, there should be no glasses.

"Barokallah fi umrik!"

"Happy Birthday, Ra!!"

"Saengil chuka hamnida!"

"HBD, Rabbania Zaikalina! The cute one cowers the marmots, the chattering one misses mak-mak arisan, who...."

"Stop Fit!!" Della silenced Fitri's mouth with her hand.

"Stophyte? I'm not wrong, that means stupid, right?"

"That's stupid! It's cool!!" Now Iqlima is anxious.

"You make the atmosphere so broken, you know!" I chuckled at the four of my friends who were arguing.

This is how, if living in a boarding house. There is always something that will make a smile on our lips. Simple yet effective in.

For us togetherness is important, because here, we are family, not looking at tribes and degrees. Being away from a family like this is not an easy thing to live, so as much as possible I and others build a good family.

"Cut the cake, Ra!" Iqlima looks enthusiastic, the cake in question here is a pile of donuts thousand prices that they arrange as a birthday cake, simple indeed. But that's not what I and the others saw. Remembering the birth day of each of us signifies that it is a form of affection.

"This is for Iqlima" I offered him a doughnut that he ate immediately.

"It's for Della"

"This is for Fitri"

"Ye, yeah I got it"

"And this is for Ica" The donut is indeed five pieces, according to our number.

"Where's the card?" Della elbowed Iqlima's shoulder.

"God! I forgot, it's in my closet, Del"

"OK! I'll take it" Della went to Iqlima's closet in the corner.

"Del, spout!"

"I-yes, yes" Dela immediately ran towards us.

"The door is good, Ra. In whose love? I think I just saw" Iqlima's question shifted the focus of all my friends.

"Oh this, this is in Il's love...." I close my mouth, almost slipped.

"Il? Il who?" Dela squinted her forehead.

"I mean, the Grandma, yesterday. Nice right?" They compactly nodded.

I almost slipped, could be his business later.

"Eh, is that for me?" I deliberately caught their attention, hopefully no one suspected. Della who was indeed from earlier holding a gift nodded.

"This is special to us"

"Udu udu, sosweetnya!" I hugged them tightly. Affection does not need to be proven with luxury goods, because what is seen is how great the sincerity to give, luxurious or not it is the back thing.

I smiled in the day, even though Father and Mother no longer share in the world, but God brought those who sincerely pay attention.

"Ra, give her a hug!!" Whine Dela, I took off my embrace from them then looked at Dela with full highlight of questions.

"You stink! No one has taken a shower, let alone a toothbrush!"

"Yes!! I think you took a shower, Del!" Fitri Seru.

"Udah wants four o'clock! We mending get ready, Not wanting to finish dawn at the standin until tingling feet" Iqlima. Me and the others shook their heads.

Fortunately there is still Iqlima who always reminds us that we forgot like this. Otherwise, maybe every day we will be punished, especially me.

"You guys go first" Dela threw a stiff smile at me. There's something strange, but I don't want to think about the no-no I immediately follow the others, go to the bathroom.

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I choose to spend time out playing under a tree that is not far from my class. Although the tree is quite a lot but strangely only one tree that often bears fruit, even the fruit is only a few seeds.

I looked at the silver bracelet that was now curled beautifully on my wrist. Tiny, but I like it.

I'm sure, this fate is no coincidence. Everything must have been arranged, including my meeting with Ilham. Although at first I was difficult to understand but gradually I was able to understand.

Perhaps it is true, I must begin to accept the existence of Inspiration. Sometimes fate brings us to the wrong person first before finally comes the person who is really a complement to the soul.

So then? Was I wrong all this time to name Malik? say his name at the end of each bow?

I don't know, the point is that God has his own plan for this, and man can only guess but that is not true yet.

"Good bracelet" I gasped in shock at the sound beside me right now.

"Dela? When were you there?"

"So I see you smiling to yourself, like a madman" I smiled clumsily.so, Dela from earlier noticed me?

"That's a bracelet, from Inspiration, right?" I'm intrigued, why does Dela know?

"Th-this..."

"Udah, Ra. You use any excuse I'll still be sure it's a bracelet from Inspiration" I'm silent, my lips suddenly twisted. I looked at Dela who was now staring blankly ahead. But suddenly turned to look at me sharply.

"Ra, stay away from Inspiration. I beg!" My lips were gaping for a moment. Dela's request was completely beyond my expectations. I was about to speak, but Dela opened her voice again.

"If not, I'm not sure. You'll be fine" Dela looked at me sharply, then left a sense of confusion in my mind.

Does Dela, have the same feeling of Inspiration? Is he jealous? Why is this getting so complicated for me to understand.

I got out of my seat, but suddenly my stomach hurt again.

"Shhh.."My hiss restrained. The pain I felt at home yesterday is back. I held my stomach tightly, it felt like it was on a prick and then twisted violently.

"Ra! You why?" I tried to open my eyes, but it felt like my stomach hurt too much, so my eyes just couldn't open. But from his voice I know who is now helping to hold me.

"Him...Help me to class" I said with great difficulty. Just say a few words, my strength feels drained. Himmi did not reply, but from her movements she began to slowly climb up the stairs to the classroom.

It's still hours out, and I'm sure the class is still quiet.

"What's sick?" I closed my eyes tightly, it felt like my tears wanted to burst out. No, I can't be weak, I can't cry.

"Sa.kit...Him..." Himmi looked confused, I myself did not know what to do.

"Him.. Bo-leh asked... white water?" I stammered.

"Wait a moment, I bought it to the cafeteria" I nodded, still with my hands clutching my stomach hard. The heat began to spread throughout my body. It feels really hot.

But after a few seconds, the heat suddenly disappeared, as well as the pain in my stomach.

"Squeaky" I went back to fumbling my stomach, not hurting at all. What's actually going on? This is the second time I've experienced it. Do I have a disease? But it couldn't be like this if there were.

"Well, Ra?" Himmi gawked at me who was stunned.

"You, you lied?"

"No, Him! It... ck! It's hard to explain it to you" I said at last in frustration. I looked again at Himmi. But the truth is, it's like this.