GUS NACKAL VS SANTRI BARBARIANS
CHAPTER 10
“The bullet ran... ”
“Quiet, she doesn't look Mon... ”
“Huft... finally able to breathe as well.. ” two teenage boys wearing costumes like a burrow sit in the courtyard of the pesantren. His breath gasped after running away.
“Where...? tomorrow our target where else Mon...?”
“Cut first, we almost caught the citizens when running. Tomorrow night they'll be waiting for us. So tomorrow don't be.”
“After, I'm going to sleep first. Dingy... ”
Tap.. tap. Two teenagers named Mon and Min stop their steps.
“Who is Min..?”
“No idea, let's pretend to sleep. Don't-don't it was a shot.. ” Min and Mon's face looks pias. He went straight into the boarding room.
Tap...
“You haven't slept...? ” the voice of a man surprises Mon and Min who are ready to bring a pillow and a holster to sleep.
“Eh, Gus An.. sorry Gus want to find who the night...? ” asked Mon to Gus An with a difficult expression to interpret.
”Custom. I come here every night too. It is intentional indeed want to know the atmosphere of pesantren at night.” Mon and Min are elbowing each other.
“Do not Gus An know if we run out__” Min elbowed his twin arms and whispered softly.
“Ssttt, pretend you don't know Mon. Do not let Gus An know, we can be pitted to Abi.”
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The morning before school, Naila's job in Ndalem is to clean the living room and kitchen. Nearly a week into her sentence, Naila seems to have gotten a little used to such homework. Umi' speech is still ringing in his ears.
This could be a lesson for you Nai, one day you will feel tired of being a housewife. Yeah, just because of that light work...
“Dour... ”
“Astaghfirullah's... Neng Aufa... ”
“Lagian Mbak anyway, why nypu while daydreaming. Haha.so I want to take it... ” Neng Aufa passed leaving Naila.
No adeknya, not her brother both nyebelin... Naila snorted in annoyance. But that curse He was swept away when he remembered something.
Astaghfirullah Naila, that's not good. They're your teacher's daughter's sons...
“Be careful dong if you walk. Good thing you hit a human, not a pole. Huhhhhh... ” Gus An snorted annoyed and just passed by.
Jedug...
“Aduh... ” Gus An complain when tarps because the floor is still slippery. Naila was surprised. He just gawked at Gus An who had difficulty getting up.
”Why can it be so...? ” Naila shut her mouth. His position was wrong, actually He wanted to help Gus An to wake up. But they are not mahrams, so they should not be held. However, if only letting Gus An so meant very evil.
“Naila, please dong...!!! when you see people fall, just dumb... ” Gus An yelled at Naila who was sculpting. Naila immediately approached Gus An and extended her hand. Without a second thought Gus An received the helping hand.
“Umi'.. Look at this there is a very good view... Mas An Pengen was soon married.. ” suddenly Neng Aufa shouted while watching the scene.
“Apaan sih deck... ” Gus An instantly let go of Naila's hand.
“ Anyway later I am aduin to Abi same Umi'...huhu..punya complaint material... ” Neng Aufa passed while smiling triumphantly.
“You anyway, if mengepel it's the real one. What if Abi who passed by then slipped. Huh...? ” Naila just lowered her head. He realized because during the cleaning he was daydreaming a lot.
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After his stint in Ndalem was completed. Naila went to school cheerfully.
Finally sleep time arrived... Naila put her book on the desk. His head was also placed next to the book. When her consciousness was almost gone, almost asleep, Naya was shocked by the sound of a table shake.
“Naila, it's still morning. What school plans to change bed...? ” Fatma as class president trying to remind Naila. However, what was done turned out to be very offensive to Naila.
“Biarina. Wong paid for my father's school, not you. ” Naila said in a high tone.
“You were mentioned instead of Thank you, but instead volunteered. We are actually sick of your troubling behavior. You are like a thorn in the flesh, a disease for this class.” two. That morning, Naila touched Fatma twice.
“Ya biarin, anyway I also do not bother your lives, do not bother to learn you guys right...? keep what's the problem, I'm naughty...? I'm sure you're too.” Naila is still fighting some of Fatma's remarks. The mood's really fucked up.
“No wonder how...? seeing that you are tired. School sleeps, and is punished. That's it every day.. ” instead of having to be sustainable, Naila just left her classroom that was already hot. He walked hurriedly while holding back his tears from falling. However, her tears could not be contained anymore. He's the kind of person who doesn't like to be set or blamed.
brug... Naila accidentally hit ustadz who was walking towards the classroom. The books carried by the ustadz fell apart everywhere. Naila immediately picked up the book nervously.
“Sorry ustadz, I do not senga... ” how surprised Naila when she saw ustadz hit turned out to be Gus An.
“Gus... ” She's wrong. Want to go back to the class was already responsible kepalang, want to run to the pesantren afraid of Gus An.
“You cry...? ”
