Fall of Dream Pesantren (Move WRITE)
Pesantren Life
A teenager with a black sheath left the mosque. Murattal's voice as-Sudais shaykh woke him from sleep. Hurry up and get back to the dorm.
“Wake up, My?” Ask a friend of his.
“Iya, from the mosque earlier.” Answer slowly.
The atmosphere of the pesantren is still quiet, only seen a few students passing by from the dormitory bathroom. Azmy looked at his watch, three o'clock in the morning. It's only natural that his roommate is still asleep. He walked to the locker in the upper right corner of the fourth room closet and took the toiletries there. It has become a habit of the students to bathe first before doing daily activities, especially before leaving for the mosque.
Azmy went into the bathroom, his body as if he did not want to come into contact with cold pesantren water because of the location of his boarding school in the highlands. He forced his body to accept the cold water. The coldness of the mountain water in the morning feels like ice water. Morning shower can nourish the body, facilitate blood circulation, and most importantly for a santri is as a means of relieving sleepiness. Santri who often shower in the morning generally looks more fresh than those who do not do it.
After bathing and changing his clothes, he hurried off to the mosque. Not to forget, a book, pen, and white prayer beads are always carried often morning activities in the mosque led directly by Asep kiai, the book of Mukhtarul Ahadits.
Azmy's guess was right, 5 minutes later the hostel's supervisor woke the students up. Azmy rushed to the mosque to perform tahajud prayer first while waiting for the arrival of kiai. The santri slowly arrived. The mosque began to be full of teenagers dressed in white cocoa and white kopyah. Mr. Jho, Mubaddil or kiai substitute came and immediately headed to the priest line to lead the hajat prayer congregation with the santri.
Azmy used to sit in the left corner of the first saf. He followed the full prayer of up to twelve rakaats. Each of the two rakaat salam is then closed with one rakaat. After that, Jho led the reading of sayyidul istighfar and continued with prayers of blessing for the santri, ustaz and ustazah.
After the prayers of hajat and witir, all the santri read the Quran until the father came. He usually comes 10-15 minutes after dawn. Father Kiai directly led the congregation's morning prayers at this mosque.
After dawn prayers, the santri scatter to find their respective positions. There are those who when the prayer in the back, when the book saw moves forward, and vice versa. Romo kiai is always present if he does not have udzur or other things that make him ask to be replaced fill the dawn study. Azmy listened carefully about what was said by him. Sometimes he interpreted books, occasionally he recorded, and not infrequently he also pricked a friend beside him who fell asleep during the study.
Romo Kiai's explanation touched Azmy's heart. He explained in great detail in easy-to-understand language, especially with interesting parables. Sometimes, he explained something beyond the topic of the hadith. Sometimes it also talks about the value of life and social, sometimes it also tells the experience.
The study was completed at six in the morning. A white atmosphere decorates the exit of the pesantren highway mosque. Sholawat's voice accompanied the disbandment of the santri. Romo kiai usually comes out first. Before he stood up from the chair, the prayer mat was held from his seat to the exit of the mosque. Not only limited to the respect of the students, but also to drain barokah from him.
Azmy was still sitting cross-legged in his original place. He fulfilled his third duty this morning after the evening prayer and decreed the book, the morning dhikr. He was used to i’tikaf in the mosque with a long time. Either he daydreams, thinks, or thinks something that is not important to him. He rarely falls asleep.
On an ordinary day, Azmy immediately performed the duha prayer right after the dawn study was completed. Because Sunday, he chose to spend his time in the left corner of the mosque while repeating the recitation of the Quran. Holidays are the best time to end prayers and a long time to do so.
While reading the Quran, Azmy remembers having an appointment with his two best friends, Halim and Sulthoni. He yesterday promised to treat them after winning the intelligent race of Islam in Malang. He rushed back to the room after the duha prayer and prayed. He did not want his friend's trust to fade because he did not keep his promise, he did not want it to happen.
Azmy ran towards the dormitory.
The guess was right, they were both already in the boarding school waiting for his arrival. The two of them sat next to the table tennis table while watching the match between first and second class. Azmy apologized because he was late.
“I’m sorry for late.”
Azmy's breathing has not returned to normal due to the effects of running to the canteen.
“No problem, relax aja.” Sahut Halim's.
Their cottage required their students to speak. Coinciding this week is the English week, then their dialogue is mixed despite the holiday.
“Toh we also again queue for table tennis.” Toni added.
“Sorry yes, definitely have a long wait.” Azmy was a bit sorry.
“Kelamaanwa ping pong, directly eat aja gih” Halim whose people like to eat can not be patient anymore.
“Sabar Lim.”
Toni just smiled seeing Halim starving.
“Look Toni, although skinny still patient to wait to eat.” Azmy tried to cheer up.
“Most tirakat it.” Halim added.
Azmy took out a piece of fifty thousand money from his wallet.
“It’s too much”
“Yaudah if you don't want.”
“Eh.. don't laah . . .”
The three of them ate with Azmy. This time, they only took rice in the pesantren kitchen because there was money to buy a special side dish.
“Day of repatriation, dry bags, empty food safe, uh even overwrite sustenance.” Chirping Halim.
Among the three friends, Halim ate the most. He is the number one in terms of spending food, let alone special with his favorite menu. The stomach can accommodate three people at once. Surprisingly, he ate a lot but he only gained three kilos in the last five months.
It is not a foreign thing anymore when a santri eats with portions exceeding those in general. They tend to eat more and do not feel full because of the amount of activity done. No matter how much they eat, their santri ethics do not disappear because of satiety and eventually sleepy.
After all, they return to the room to prepare to take a semester rap and meet their parents.
Azmy wants to take another bath because her body is sweating because she ran to find her two best friends. In his room there were only five people left, Faruq, Ipank, Alif, Halim and Habib. They all fell asleep except for Halim, he could not sleep and was still holding his stomach. I think he ate too much sambal. Azmy just smiled looking at Halim's situation.
After taking a bath, he saw that his four friends had woken up from their sleep and were packing each other's things. Of all the members of room four, only Azmy had not packed his things.
“You didn't pack the goods?” Ask Faruq astonished.
“Slow aja Ruq, the rapotan must be molor.” Answer Azmy with no burden.
Azmy has a relaxed nature under any circumstances, except in terms of keeping promises. Relax but be careful, that was the principle he held. Because fi ta’anni as-salamah wa fil ajalati an-nadamah, in prudence there is safety and haste is a regret. Therefore, he almost never looks rushed in doing and deciding something.
“Only five, where are the others?” Azmy asked curiously.
“Udah same parents each.” Sahut Halim's.
“Here is someone coming back home tomorrow or later tonight?”
“No way, everyone wants to go home soon and internetan at home.”
“Anyone hungry?”
“Yes, Sir”. Sahut Ipank, Habib, Alif, and Faruq simultaneously. They are indeed the most compact in terms of food.
“You Lim, don't want to add?”
“No wes, already over this my stomach.”
“It's no money to buy extra side dish”. Azmy again took out a piece of money fifty thousand.
“Wah, sustenance is not going anywhere.” Habib jubilant.
“Tak titipin Alif ya as the head of the room.”
“Oke.”
High solidarity is one of the characteristics of the occupants of his room. If one person is sick, the other feels it too. The head of room four, Alif, was a persistent man even though he was much bullied by the children of the room but he remained patient and did not retaliate. Another feature of his room is the one that most often makes a rowdy. Morning, afternoon, evening, even night until dawn, his room was never separated from the sound of sound placed on the window. Understandably, the room is a place where there is a socket plug in it.
The atmosphere of the cottage is very crowded. The cars are neatly parked like train cars. Canvas aroma that vibrates the nose. The horn varies. Azmy packed up his stuff, the rapotan show was about to start in an hour and he had to get ready if his parents came to pick him up.
The sun slowly raises its light temperature.
