Fake Love !!
Cruel World
CHAPTER 4
Pov Author's
Two weeks passed Mutia likes the sorrow he lived everyday without a father, although Mutia also day in ma'had even the father often sent letters to encourage him.
But without a father for Mutia is very different like there is no spirit of his life.
Now Mutia had to return to ma'had one of her parents had told by telephone because the new teachings would begin soon, as well as the division of classes based on IPA and IPS majors.
While Mutia was tidying up her clothes helped by fadil.
"Are you ready for the mba?" Ask mother.
Before long we left, using bus transportation to Serang Banten.
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Night time shows at 01.10 Wib. Right in the corner of the dormitory santriwati clothesline, there was a girl who was crying a lot. He huddled up, hiding his face.
Who else if not Mutia.
The Ro'is (managers) are checking the dormitory building, every day must patrol because the mischievous santriwati fled recklessly.
"Is there a cry ukh?!" Ask one of the.
"Eh.iya there is a cry," replied one.
"Ck, ah most also mba kunt !
They, the Ro'is look at each other who feel scared, indifferent and curious.
It is commonplace yes guys, if the lodge also likes there is a sound of horror sound, especially in the clothesline even there in Hamam or the bathroom. Next author will tell a story about the servant of God in the coming CHAPTER.
"Let's go, it's a chek". Nurul, Nurul is the head of security, currently the management is led by fifth and fourth class forces Nurul and Mutia. Likewise Mutia, Mutia held control of the ma'had information section, only for now she was still grieving over the departure of her father. Nurul is also one of Mutia's distant brothers. Commonly called mba Nurul.
"Loh, Mutia,! Knp Nangis's? " say Nurul .
Mutia shook her head
"Yes, he cried. Follow the patrol yuk, all the way so you don't feel sad anymore." Bring along.
But there was no answer from Mutia. He still cries a lot. Nurul embraced and rubbed Mutia's arm. He hoped that Nurul could stop from crying. The ro'is approached and persuaded Mutia, all knowing that she had lost her father.
Elsewhere, Ami's mother was still crying holding a photo of her late husband, Fadil who saw her mother kinaipun joined in crying, at the age of fadil who just entered Junior High School, making him still do not understand how to deal with the situation.
"Missing you is part of my daily routine. You are so special to me that I forget the whole world when I think of you! My life is empty without you. You are everything to me. I miss you, my husband" Ami's mother.
As a social creature, it becomes natural when you need others in social life. Whether it's with family, friends, until your beloved partner who you have a day.
However, life can be said to always have its own surprises, such as being left behind by someone you love. From there, you may feel empty in a day.
Well, it's only natural that you feel sad and disappointed because of it. Everyone has their own story in life.
A little from the author yes guys yes.hehe.
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Hours 03.30 wib.
Morning blind is like inviting to mingle, even silence joined together. It felt so refreshing this morning but a little gripping.
Brakes...
brack..
brak.. brake..
Hayya ukhti Kumna. kumna.ukhti...!!
All the ro'is work together to wake the santri to go to the musholah.
Some are awake, some are still asleep, bathing, some even go to the mosque first to avoid punishment. Ets.there are also those who stick in the warehouse or clothesline. Well that's santri, there are those who are idle and there are also those who are not enthusiastic.
The santri walk, running towards the mosque or the temporary prayer hall, before the mosque stands firm.
Teeeeeeeett...
Ana aishib hata khamsah !!
Wahid !!
Istanbul !!
The sound of the qism/ro'is security count rang out hehe.
Brak..brak. (while hitting the gate).
Tsalasa........
Ar..ba.
Walshift.....!!! Khamsah !!!
BRAK !! The door is closed and padlocked, some students escape and some are trapped in the dormitory.
Usually the one who is too late to splash into the pool huh guys? Or do ducks get to musholah ? Has anyone ever saluted?
Dimusholah the santriwati and santriwan are fasting, while waiting for dawn. At this point of view should not sleep, if the bed obligatory tadarus while standing and lift his legs one until the Adhan arrives.
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The dawn has arrived, all the santri shokat bersama'ah. After the dawn prayer, as usual the announcement was reported first before the students entered the language class.
"iielan !! Assalmmu'alikum Wr's. Wb. asf 'ana 'atahadath al'iindunisia (sorry I speak Indonesian ) for IPA class division IPS already on the main board mading ! At 08.00 all students are required to recount classes, and for new students to gather in the hall. Syukron ! Wassalammu'alaikum Wr. Wb.
All santriwan and santriwati flocked to go to language class. Not with the manager or the so-called Ro'is yes guys, the manager is in charge of guiding the students to be proficient in the language, because previously the manager chosen by the ustad and the head of the cottage is santri santri who is considered capable of language and assertive. The managers are responsible for guiding the junior santri santri.
"Why you mut? Ko diem aja, jangn daydream, later kesambet loh !! Innayah held the shoulder of Mutia who was sitting on the stairs near the main mading, this is a close friend, the age of Mutia.
"Na, if I have two, right? I've been happy to enter IPA, but in IPS there is my name too.! " mutia obviously.
Inidayahpun looking for the name mutia, and it turns out that there are two names Mutia.
" yasudah mut, you will be in IPA first, with me." Bring innayah.
Teeeeeett.....
The bell rang again, the time for the students to prepare themselves, picket, shower, eat breakfast and go to the class that was announced earlier by the ma'had information section.
The breeze of the morning, the cool air, mixed with the breeze like to wiggle the leaves of the tree of love, the only tree in the middle of the building, and in the form of love.
In the atmosphere of the welcoming ceremony of santriwan and santriwati new and there are several messages delivered by the leadership of ma'had.
"Later the homeroom be allowed to pass on the students!" Headmaster of MA.
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After the ceremony is finished all students enter the class whose name has been determined.
Mutia with her PD entered the IPA class and immediately sat close to thisayah, before entering elas, mutia first deserted the room to ask the truth, and even ustad told mutia to enter the class.
After a few minutes, Ustad Fauzi came and passed one by one, but there was no Mutia name.
Mutia's heart is very agitated, mutia is very hopeful to enter the IPA class, because with the achievements of the physics competition yesterday mutia won her race.
"MUTIA!!, you're in IPS class. Now you can get out." Ustad fauzi.
With a shunt, mutia exited the classroom, not feeling drop by tear coming out.
The IPA class he was proud of was now just a wishful thinking, his dreams and hopes were lost.
"Why did I go to IPS? Why am I always fucking? Yesterday I lost my father, now I'm crazy about my dream to get into IPA class ! The world is so cruel, God what am I wrong? Why do you test me like this!! Inner mutia.
Notya entered the class, but Mutia ran towards the dormitory.
Innayah who saw him immediately followed mutia.
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Unfortunately Mutia, pursuing dreams can make you more enthusiastic in achieving all life goals. Everyone has a noble goal that they want to achieve.
To pursue your dreams requires hard work, determination, commitment, and an unyielding spirit. However, in the course of pursuing dreams, sometimes encounter obstacles that make your steps stop as well as compared to the blik with Mutia's dream.
