Getting Married Late
#32
Long night decorate dark screen
The stars show their light
The silence of the night is full of natural splendor
There was a star in the distance
Out of the hordes of night light
Sitting in the sky alone in silence
The stars stared at the earth
High strung graceful light
Falling in mortal life
Accompanied by the natural life of the world
The star lay on the ground
Looking at the moon in a dream
The past will never come back
Welcome to the future
The star sits alone in silence
The light is dim in wishful thinking
Waiting for an answer will be solitude
Hope for the moon
To pick up all dreams
The Lonely Star by NN
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Problems are part of life, accept them and ask Allah for help, the solution is to trust Allah.
That morning, curiosity still lingered in Lula's mind, even though his friends had reminded him. But Lula thinks unfortunately there is still the pulse, it can be transferred to a new number. Lulapun open the place of the sim card in his phone then slip his old sim card into the box.
There are several incoming messages, one of which is a message from Santoloyo
[Hi, my name is Dawn. I Nemu this sim card while walking on Purwahamba beach, I put it on my HP, there is your name, can you contact right?]
Lula snorted angrily reading the message.
Still your song is not saying it. Grous Lula.
Lula typed in a reply message,
[Basan mama's son, sleep is still cool with mama alone belagu, most later cry-crying shelter under your mama's armpits.]
send
Indeed Santo ever told Lula, if the night had to be scratched slowly back of his hand in order to sleep, Mbak Ayu also confirmed it, it is the same as flattering or mentil, right?
The entrance bell had rang, Lula left HP at her desk and hurried away from the office heading to class to do learning activities.
Lula returned to the office when the class hours were over, he opened his HP, there was a reply from Santoloyo, he said,
"Yahoo!?!" Lula screamed hysterically.
"What the hell is it, Mom? make people hang." asked Mr. Yahya who table in front of Lula.
"See this, Njenengan will definitely be more dependent if you read these messages" said Lula handed over his HP.
Pak Yahya grabbed HP from Lula's hand, he read one of the messages on HP.
[Hi spinster, Kusubahin Kowe will not be able to mate until grandmother. And kowe will be p****r to death, no man wants to be with Kowe, remember well.]
"This is how it can be like this at first, it is impossible if there is nothing suddenly he talks like this?" ask Mr. Yahya.
"The agent can read my SMS, right, sir?" ask Lula. "I was going to transfer the pulse from that number to my new number" he explained.
"Yes already, transfer first Nih, but sisain make SMS, later I reply SMSnya." said Mr. Yahya while handing over HP to Lula.
Lula receives the HP, then immediately types a message to the command operator transferring the pulse. Then handed the HP back to Mr. Yahya.
Mr. Yahya received the HP from Lula's hand and typed a reply to a message for Saint.
[Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarokaatuh, the words or words that come out of one's mouth reflect the level of one's own faith and morals. The person who speaks dirty is usually also the person rarely or maybe even never worship, therefore repent before your words return to yourself. Wa'alaikumussalam]
"This is Mom, change the sim card immediately, and discard!" ask Mr. yahya.
Even if he did as Mr. Yahya ordered, he immediately disabled his HP, opened the card cover and replaced it with a new sim card.
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The happy news came from the Central Ministry of Religious Affairs Office, when honorary teachers receiving Special Teacher Assistance (BKG) were asked to collect files and given a grace period of only one week.
Files that must be collected include photocopies of SK BKG Receivers attached to the list of BKG recipients from the first time received to the last, photocopies of the legalization of the list are present as long as the teacher in the madrasah receives BKG, photocopies of diplomas/STTB legalization from SD/Sederajat up to the last diploma, SKCK from the Police, Photocopy of the legalization of Healthy certificate and photocopy of legalization Drug-free and psychotropic certificate from the health service, photocopy of legalization of yellow card/ job seeker card from the Department of Labor, and black and white photographs measuring 3x4 and 4x6 as much as 2 sheets each.
There are 4 teachers who have entered the criteria including Lula, Bu Mimah, Pak Son and Pak Yahya.
The work gets heavier when at the same time there is also a Jamboree Twig activity by Kwartir Twig Scout Movement for 3 days. At least the time for them to collect the files to be seized by the activity.
Especially when the results of the meeting decided that the unmarried must be able to schedule a stay in the tent to accompany the children who join the camp, hufft.
Lula started his activities from the first reach, during the break Lula went to the village hall to ask for a letter of introduction to make SKCK.
Upon returning from the village hall, Lula searched the archives of the old present list books, long after he had rummaged through the document cabinet, finally met as well. It turns out that it is still in the form of Folio books, it is not practical nor is there a clock coming and a clock coming home.
"This is how it works, sir? If it's photocopied, it can't be reduced either." Lula asks Mr. Yahya for his opinion while showing him a folio book.
"Make it all new, ma'am. The important thing is that there are the names of the four of us and the head of the madrassa." proposes Mr. Yahya.
"Tomorrow morning we start moving, I also want to legalize the diploma first to MTs Syahid and to MAS, but not yet photocopied" said Mr. Yahya.
"Good thing is that there is no school outside the city." said Lula. "Tomple legalize to MTs together yes, sir!" bring Lula.
"Come, I'd like a photocopy too. All of you ask for a signature to the District if you can." said Mr. Yahya.
"Thursday has started camp, sir. So Wednesday's business out we have to run, such as for SKCK, doctor's left and yellow card." explained Lula.
"Means now we can legalize to MTs Syahid and ask for the signature of the letter of introduction to the sub-district, so that tomorrow we can go to Kajen." proposed Mr. Yahya.
"Come on, it's not yet home" asked Lula.
Ms. Mimah with her motorbike has just returned from the outside.
"I'm from the printing press, Ma'am. Ask to be made a list of attendance for 5 years, continue to make the madrasa stamp and signature of Mr. Tardjuki, will the money run out how much we divide the four of ya! we may not have time to make it ourselves." said Mimah told someone inside the teacher's room.
"Good, just now that Mr. Yahya and I were talking about, you're one step ahead" Lula said. "I'm the same Mr. Yahya pamit want to legalize diplomas to Martyrs as well as to sub-districts and photocopies, anyone wants a nitip, right?" fresh Lula.
"I've been there, maybe Mr. Son." said Ms. Mimah.
"People don't know where, you know."
"Come, Miss Lula!" exclaiming Mr. Yahya who was perched on his motorbike called Lula.
Lulapun immediately took the bag and the file that must be brought, walked up to Mr. Yahya and then sat in the bonbar of his motorbike.
"To MTs or to Photokopian first, Miss Lula?" ask Mr. Yahya while on his way.
"Almost in the photocopian on the road to MTs Syahid only, sir." replied Lula.
They finally arrived at FC. Kober briefly to photocopy the file that has been brought. Then continue the journey to MTs Syahid.
Arriving at MTs Syahid Lula noticed around the neighborhood of the madrasah, the shadow when he was at school there swirled in his brain like a roll of film that was turned in a smooth tancep.
His first love started here, the love of his classmate who now knows where he is, the love that he is only a damper in his heart.
Suddenly someone called him.
"Lula!"
Deg, man,
"Hi, Nik!" greet Lula.
It turns out that she is Nur Anisa or commonly called Anik, Lula's classmate who became TU energy here, she is also married to Kang Jana, Lula's neighbor.
Lula approached Anik, shaking hands, hugging and splashing like she had never met him.
"What's it gonna take to come here?" ask Anik.
"You're the one, can't you?" asked Lula with a joke.
Anik just chirped, "Devil."
"Mother Kamad is there?" ask Lula.
"Some, go yuk!" bring Anik.
They entered the living room, Anik invited to sit, Mr. Yahya was already there. Mr. Yahya is Lula's upperclassman, he is the same age and classmate as Husnan's older brother Lula.
Lula issued a file to be legalized, photocopy STTB MTs Syahid Doro.
"This, Nik. I want to ask for the legality of the diploma." said Lula while thrusting the file inserted into the green folio stofmap, the file belongs to Mr. Yahya has also been made one with Lula's.
Anik receives the stofmap and opens it. He momentarily took the legalization seal and stamp of the Madrasah, then began to set the sheet by sheet of paper he held.
"Transcripts of its value are also legalized yes, Nik." said Lula reminded.
"Front back, huh?" Ask Anik.
"Well," said Lula.
After completing the stamp on the papers, Anik tidied them up and put them back into the stofmap, then brought the stofmap to the madrasah headroom for signature.
Not until 10 minutes, Anik returned and handed over the file he held.
"This, Lula, Yahya, is done. Please fill in the infaq box!" pinta Anik's.
He then took the infaq box that was on top of the storefront cabinet and placed it on the guest table in front of Lula.
Lula put in ten thousand rupiah notes.
Just so dech, there is still a lot of money to be spent, later if it has been successful I added yes, the box. Think Lula.
Yahya did the same.
"Thank you, Nik! We say thank you, we still have a lot to take care of, please say our thanks to Mrs Kamad yes, Nik!" pamit Lula's.
"God willing, I will tell you." said Anik.
"I'm sorry, sorry to bother."
They also left the building MTs Syahid headed to the sub-district office.
"Sir, later after being signed by Camat sir, must not go to the Police?" asked Lula while on the way, because he had never made SKCK from the Police.
"It is not necessary to go to the Police Department, directly to the Police" replied Mr. Yahya.
"Oo. that's so."
They finally reached the district office, and entered the office approaching Loket. It didn't take long for the cover letter to be signed, they went back to MI.
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