Fake Love !!

Fake Love !!
Stay Waiting



CHAPTER 25


Pov Mutia's


After saying goodbye I was escorted by my new father to the rambutan village terminal. Along the way we just fell silent, awkward mny blanketed the prestige of each to start the topic of conversation until the destination was only a "heart mba, if there is anything call to home alone" I responded to my new father with just a small nod and a smile.


At first glance at the memories that resembled my father's alm as I boarded the bus and sat by the window of the bus, father waved his hand even slightly chasing after the bus just to wave his hand.


Again it was just a memory that my new father accidentally put into practice.


"Dad, now I found a new father figure, but we are still awkward in greeting."  


I enjoyed the journey to attack the city . It does not feel almost to the destination and before heading to ma'had do not forget I buy snacks for snacks later tonight.


I walked towards ma'had and many santri santri who were none other than 1st class and my friends we walked together towards ma'had.


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Night **, after prayers isya all santri dinner, arena mother mmbawakanku rice padang and other cake so I do not join dinner with other santri santri. I decided to leave class faster and, puzzled that I had nothing to do, I headed to the library with Afni and Innayah. We talked on the street with the topic of excitement vacationing 2 days at home.


I accidentally messed with Agung, we were the same as entering the library room. After I found the book I was reading, he came to me. Afni and Innayah elbowed my hands.


"How are you?" Ask me to arrive reflex


Without answering my question, he immediately left and left the library.


I found a piece of paper put on my desk by Agung


When I opened the paper and wanted to read it, the bell rang.


I also took the paper away from the library and as usual helped the other administrators check the class to be orderly, and the class began with full service.


Tonight is just a regular. Finished checking the class, Afni and I returned to my class. The public atmosphere after the 2-day class holiday is filled with telling stories, but there are also muroja'ah or learning.


"You at home mut? I just told you this" after starting a conversation 


"Alhamdulillah gk how do ni, ouh ya I bring rice padang ni, there are orek also for how many days ahead. there are potatoes mustofa, my mother a lot of bawin food."


"I also brought sambel mut. Btw nudge you same head kenpa?" Ask Afni


"Ouh this I jatoh hehe malem malem fit to find food. I got cutekin rosa jatoh rosa jatoh hahaha"


"hahaha there's just one, here's what do you bring.?"


we talk talk story, only different classes so separate themselves deh.


When the class ended I remembered the paper given by Agung


"Ouh yeah, that was great for paper."


and I opened it.


 both my eyeballs were astonished at what was in the child's mind until he wrote the seromantic word.


I stood past the bench in front of me and approached Agung who was reading a book, this time I had to firmly have no fear in my heart to him. I'll return the paper to him.


"It's me turning". Said me and immediately ran away because the minute the bell rang


The home sign *** also reads


The students left the class and headed to the dormitory.


Unlike me, Afni who has to go to the isa room to deposit the data of the students who have come. It looks like I will walk again.


"Eh mut the Great who's waiting?". Saying Afni


"Wait for you !! wkwkwk ya nawa chick who judes cake me" said I


Soon an innayah voice from a distance called out my name and Afni.


"mut, come on!!" Shouted innayah


Without further ado, Agung went into the class and immediately pulled my hijab tail, sobut my friends and innayah were only astonished to see the scene.


"But, there's something I want to talk about". Grand Vocabulary


"What the hell is so polite!!" I was annoyed to feel disturbed I immediately pulled my hijab, without agreeing or also refusing me to leave it.


"Mut, I will continue to wait for you!!"


Hearing that I came back to the majesty.


"sorry gung, I don't want a relationship, I have principles, I want to focus on learning. Please understand me. I'm an orphan I don't want to upset my father's alm." My speech 


"Ouh yes one more, please rich jagan earlier, narik narik hijab. If there is an ustad who sees how. I don't want to be punished and most anti-punished!! Understand?!" 


I said and left immediately. Agung was silent but occasionally he smiled indistinctly, I was sick of seeing him and I was upset why I had to pull my hijab.


Afteri super kepo running small chasing me, I saw the innayah who was still pecking under the class I pulled her hand to leave immediately.


Wait for woy. mutia inna!!" Shouted the afni who was still left behind.


"The great man did that". Innayah


"Gk know gaje!" Answer's short.


"Are you two Deket, or is there a relationship?". Ask innayah


"Gk there!!, this relationship is the same. I don't have anything to do!!" I said and chose to walk faster and my emotions went up and down.


"It's just mut" 


The three of us walked towards the ise room, 


I handed over the class friend data and it turns out there are still 5 people who have not returned home. With the initial agreement if anyone is late return to ma'haf punishment will be given.


Arriving at the dormitory and after changing clothes we ate together exchanging side dishes occasionally if there are passing in front of us we offer to eat together. As exciting and pleasant as that life in the boarding school. Living away from your parents teaches you independence and more to learn gratitude and help.


After finishing eating together, Chika arrived to bring a cake.


"This is a cake for my sister" said Chika and handed me a cake


"Oh brother full of chik" refused me.


"Sister" called the shahidah to me he also brought the parcel.


"This brother is from papah, said papah I have already taken care of me" said shahidah and smiled.


Chika who saw me with martyrdom like she didn't like it.


"This is chik. let sis ina taste her cake." Innayah's speech diverts the conversation.


Without a word Chika left with a wry look on her face.