GUS IDOL
Gus is a handsome idol
GUS IDOL
Every holy month of Ramadan I will move to another cottage for a while during the fasting month, or commonly called Pasan.
I come from the Roudlotul Jannah pesantren located in a suburban village.
This Ramadan my mother told me to pasan dipesantren owned by my friend Abahku when mondok in Kediri. The location of the Pesantren Abahku friends is quite far from my cottage but not too far from my home. Pondok Pesantren Al - Kautsar. It takes about 1 hour drive from my house.
Usually I work with indri, my best friend always follows me wherever I go. He's been my best friend ever since I went to the Roudlotul Jannah.
3 Days before the fasting month I and indri are already in Al-Kautsar school. This pesantren is quite spacious, there is a beautiful small garden adorning the courtyard of each dormitory and in front of the musholla.
Since the first day of my arrival I have been horrendous with the unique behavior of the cottage here.
That afternoon after the congregational Ashar prayer, one of the santri cheers called another santri.
"Gus Abdi.. Gus Abdi's..!"
Excited Ika who is now standing behind the semi-glass wooden window of the dormitory. Soon a few huts peeked out from behind the window.
I who saw him could only smile in wonder at their behavior. I wanted to take a peek but I was embarrassed.
Muhammad Abdillah, or Gus Abdi. White-skinned men, sharp noses, thin lips and sharp eyes.
He is the only child of Kyai Dzulqurnain and Nyai Maryam, the nanny of Al-Kautsar boarding school.
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"Ndri. anterin I'm shopping yuk, I forgot to buy the same odor of soap". Take me to indri.
"May, I'd like to buy some snacks too".
After permission to the manager, I and Indri immediately went on foot because the location of the store was not far from the cottage.
After from the store we also intend to go straight home, but my eyes are fixed on the cilok merchant next to the store earlier. I'm a big fan of lilok will not miss the opportunity to buy it soon.
Two packs of hot pegs have been bagged in one small crackle.
Bruukkk...!!!!
"Oh...!!!". I fell on the ground and my cilok was scattered and spilled from the plastic.
My head looked up, wanting to see who had hit me until I fell.
A white man with narrow eyes, Gus Abdi.
He just passed by without a word even just to apologize. My heart was made.
As for Indri, his eyes looked at the back of Gus Abdi who passed away leaving us and our spilled pegs, inedible no more.
"Supreme..!" I who was still sitting on the ground was increasingly irritated to see the senses that did not help me.
"Eh. Yes Hil, sorry. Here I help you". Indri pulled my hand so I could wake up.
"Well.the pegs spilled. Buy again?"
"No need. It's not lust". Ketus.
Adhan Ashar roared, me and Indri rushed in so as not to miss the congregational prayer.
***
Tomorrow is the 1st of Ramadan, the first day of the obligatory fast for the faithful Muslims. And tonight the special activities of the month of Ramadan have begun. There are several schedules of activities in the yellow book, ngesahi that gives the meaning of bald books that will be read ustadz hut.
Ba'da dawn there are 2 schedules, besides ba'da dzuhur, Ashar and after tarawih prayer each one schedule.
Ba'da ashar activity is different from other times, because at this time it is not filled with the book but the Qur'an tadarus which will be directly translated by ustadz later. And the one who fills this schedule is Gus Abdi.
Ever since that afternoon I've still been irritated by that Gus, he's really the most arrogant guy I've ever met.
Again, I'll see him often because..
