Bloody Pesantren

Malik

I can't be afraid, I have to make this all clear. Than I die curious"

My determination is already unanimous, if the woman reappears I will ask what really happened.

...👽...

After three days of huddling in the hospital, I was finally able to return to the hospital again.

Imagine three days of work I just eat, sleep, eat, stomach ache, eat again, spend energy just for that alone for three days.

I'm still sitting on the hospital bed waiting for Salma's ustadzah who went somewhere with a nurse earlier.

Bored of? Of course, I who usually have a lot of behavior for three days must be faded and can not move a lot, it's like I'm seriously ill.

My gesrek friends have not come if this afternoon they must be cleaning in the dormitory, regular daily routine. 

Don't ask me why I chose to go home directly to the dorm, parents where I'm sick again why aren't they there?. So I live in the village with my grandmother and my little sister.

Both my parents died two years ago when I returned home for my graduation.

Saddened? For sure. It felt like that time I had better follow, the hopes and ideals that I had put together with my parents at that time seemed to disappear.

But Allah does not like his servant who is slumped in a protracted sadness. I tried to get up and go back to being the usual Rara. I am still God. If I am sad, I always remember the words of Allh SWT, which say 『Hit, ⁇ , ⁇ , ⁇ , ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ . I will not be afraid and do not grieve, but Allah is always with us.

But even so, sometimes not infrequently tears, I closed with laughter. Crying does not mean we are weak.

I am sure that Allah is more dear to my two angels, my duty now is to continue to reward them, trying to remain a human who is not troublesome, although sometimes make ustadz the same ustadzah setsres.

In this world I am not alone. I still have a grandmother and a sister that I should be happy with.

And for my pain now, I deliberately did not tell grandma, can guess for yourself the reason.

I glanced towards the window, exhaling to eliminate the sad that started to suffocate the chest. My memory goes back to the night I opened my eyes.

How's the lady doing? From that night he never showed up, I should be grateful because nothing made my talk relapse.

But why is my curiosity getting so out of control. Moreover, there were strange things that I felt since waking up that night.

 

“ Rara!!! Uuuuu airs, finally able to go home also from this place!” that voice I've been memorized, even if I sleep I'll know who has the voice.

“Udah deh Fit do not lebay” said Dela jengah, because he was amused when he heard the words that smelled alay let alone flushed there.

I just smiled looking at my five friends. Three days not to gather together like this it feels so lonely. uh exactly how many days anyway since I drowned. don't know dah.

“What the hell is del, this is not lebay. This is also the name of the expression of the heart” Fitri began to pebucin

“ Au ah fit, handover!”

“You guys already, instead of healthy theme, even a storm. You know I'm sick again, let you guys get along” I said pretending to sleep again.

“This again bontet atu, instead of sane even more aglek.” Nisa said, touching my forehead.

I sat back, rubbing my sore forehead. Basic Nisa, if already a hobby can not be held. The sick man he sentil.

“This is an image destroyer, it turns out Himmi heard it from you” gruntuku.

“ Can't call Rara bontet Ca” tumben si Dela well kudu in love this gift later.

“ Tell him Del”

“ is true semekot. Dirty semester!”  I langsug snorted bitterly. Like this yes, already in high flight, fit again delicious flying. Suddenly fell down. It hurts.

I was so good at seeing my friends who looked so innocent laugh at me.

“You really want to go back to the cottage directly? Don't want to go home first?” fortunately I still have a friend who keeps his mind.

Iqlima walked up to me and sat on the edge of the bed. The four friends of mine were silent and looked at me.

Please don't look at me like that, I can't make tears.

“I know I'm beautiful, don't be clear with your eyes”

“You mah never seriously” iqlima chimed, I chuckled amusedly. Trying to overcome that sadness.

“Pantesan aja, santriwan no one is concerned, you are like gini” celoteh fitri. What does it have to do try. Not very clear

“Iye ye sorry, you know I don't want to worry about grandma. Besides I'm healthy, not to death also”

“ Eh I so keinget Ra, the issue I heard suddenly malik disappeared from hut” said Dela made me speechless looking at him.

“Rome time” replied Nisa. Hopefully, my mind is muttering.

...👽...

We stepped down the path that connected the hospital with the cottage.

Yes in addition to managing pesantren abah huts also set up an Islamic hospital, the distance from the hut is only blocked by the barrier wall.

In addition abah also has a mangosteen and guava plantation and a tourism place that is no less beautiful than me.

“Ustadzah” call that not only make ustadzah Salma turn, but we also. That's the sound of Ustadz Sharif, I know him once.

About 1 meter away he stopped.

“Now there is a meeting at abah residence, we are all asked to attend”

“ why so suddenly?”

Ask ustadzah salma confused, usually if there is a meeting agenda notification must be one week before the event.

“There are important things that need to be discussed about the santri”

Ustadzah salma glanced at us at a glance, we who had been stealing hear, pretending to be busy with what could be busy. Ngupil.

“Alright, ustadz Syarif first, I want to send Rara to the dormitory first” ustadz Syarif turned to us, maybe he just realized that it turns out ustadzah is not alone.

“ Rara is healthy?”  he asked, perhaps removing the grogginess, which was clearly legible to me.

“ Thank you ustadz” I do not need to ask again where ustadz knows if I am sick, because everyone in this boarding school knows what happened to me.

“Ustadzah go away, it's okay. There are still them, what is the point of them living if not in the benefitsin”

I said without sin, I was amused to see the faces of my friends who will soon finish me off in the dorm.

“Iya already ustadzah go first, assalamu’alaikum”

“ Wa’alaikumussalam” answer us simultaneously. While observing the steps of the ustadzah salma and ustadz sharif that look awkward.

“It looks like there will be a surprise later in the Cottup” code Dela on the others, I glanced at them suspiciously. Oh no this must mean vengeance.

“Eh look, they're happy” said I switched their memory. Of course, those who cannot miss the gossip and start babbling are not clear. Nothing important I survived.

I glanced towards the blue gate, the border between the dormitory of santriwan and santriwati. Wait, who is not clearly on the wall. While my friends were no longer making a fuss, I stepped my feet closer just to clarify.

"Malik" I murmured in my heart. Whether by chance or what, the guy I call his name turned his head.I was a little nervous, I was sure. He also looked surprised when he saw me. Why not yes ? can't Ra, saying hello to him is just like looking dead. But my curiosity really made me dizzy.

I decided to just be quiet once in a while glancing at him. He looks a little weird, he's walking slowly towards me.

Oh, my God, how is this? maybe later I get punished with another, in the same guess that is not the same kind.

Of course I panicked instead of playing, the problem was that he was getting closer, and looked without the slightest fear. This again friends are too cool to chat or what? I was not aware of Malik's existence.

"w-why are you here ?" I finally raised my voice, before he got closer. This is a man looking to die like he is.

He was stunned to hear my question.

" have a dumb show again"

I want to feel slirban ni mouth, can not be soft a little.

" You're talking to me?"

What kind of question is that, the answer is yes. The guy I talked to was no one else, ignore my friends.

" i said the same ghost "I answered origin.

Malik who heard that instead retreated, a few steps. Why the kid? for the first time I talked to him, why he's so gini. All I know is that he's cool.

" just like you"

" Ra let's go home, you can walk alone. He said he was healthy" Dela's voice surprised me.

I looked at my friends, they turned out to have left me, bored. But did Dela not see Malik?

I faced Malik again, was playing go-go that boy. Pantesan Dela didn't see him.

"Woe's school! I want this magrib!" this time Nisa's voice was screaming.

I quickly quickened my pace, catching up with them.

I smiled to myself, what's with this blood clot in my chest? palpitating indistinctly, the smile in my bibirk I can't hide. For the first time I was that close. O Allah, the expression of his feet is very ngademin.