GUS NACKAL VS SANTRI BARBARIANS
CHAPTER 22
Huft... Naila dropped her body on the soft mattress. That night, after successfully inhaling fresh air his back felt tired.
“Then when is it good..?” Naila looked at the ceiling of her room while thinking about Neng Aufa and Gus An's words earlier.
Tok.. tok.. his room door was knocked from the outside. Who else if not his Mom or Dad.
“Mother...? ”
“You haven't slept yet, baby...? it is not good for health. You just healed..”.
“Naila still thinks the same words Gus An and Neng Aufa earlier bu... ”
“Oh that, you must think of your school that soon want to test right...? ”
“Iya ma'am, but that's not all. I am afraid to miss the same subjects already miss the same temen-tenen.”
“Ya already if so you now have to sleep, so that you can be totally healthy and can return to the cottage. Same mom I'm actually worried about your school. Fear you are late a lot and even do not go to class later.”
“Amit-amit deh bu, do not let not go to class. I'm embarrassed later, time has to repeat again together adek class..” Naila casts out a shadow if she does not go to class this time. Just imagine it's embarrassing let alone happen.
“You rest, I want to go back to the room first. Don't forget the medicine to drink, baby... ”
“Siap Mother... ”
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Chequek...
“Umi’...? ” Gus An brushed off his daydream when he found Umi Azizah had entered his room.
“You seem to be thinking about something, son...? anything to tell umi...? ” search Umi Azizah to her son.
“Neither, it's okay. Just a little bit of a thought.” Answer Gus An while aligning his position beside Umi.
“Umi' look, it looks like you're in a casamaran..”.
“Apaan si mi... ” Gus An said shyly because his facial expression was guessed by Umi.
“You don't have to say honestly, a mother knows what's going on with her children. Tell me, who is the woman who made you like this...? is it still with the same person...? ”
“Sometimes Umi will definitely know..” Gus An tried to say as smooth as possible so that Umi was not offended because her question was not answered.
“Judah if you can not tell Umi, at any time anywhere and whenever Umi is ready to listen to your story. Well why can very deep talknya.” Umi patted his eel because indeed the goal to Gus An's room was not for that.
“Umi just wanted to take your dirty laundry, so don't miss it, the kids washed it the morning before school. Uh your habit just put the laundry out dhuhur.”.
“Oh... ”
“Why mi...? ” asked Gus An to investigate because his umi seemed to find something strange.
“Umi understand now..”
“What mi, tell dong...!!”
“No, Umi only take dirty laundry.” replied Umi with a smile and left Gus An's room.
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The entrance bell has sounded. Along the corner of the school is full of students who compete with each other to enter the class so as not to be late. A few minutes later, an ustadz entered the classroom and then passed on the names one by one.
“Fatma... ”
“Hadiroh... ”
“Laras... ”
“Hadiroh..”
“Naila..”.
“Oh sorry, Naila is still sick yes.. ask her prayer to be healthy quickly and can return to study with you..”.
“Aamiin..” almost all the contents of the room agree on ustadz speech which is none other than Gus An. He is now officially a class guardian for Naila.
“Gus, Naila should be removed from school. because he often truant, never bring a textbook, especially now even pretend to be sick again...” one of them dared to interrupt Gus An's remark.
“Stop Fatma, take care of your words. Naila wasn't pretending, she's really sick right now. You can't accuse anyone else at will.” Gus An said firmly.
“But Gus, we all don't know if he is really sick or not.”.
“Quite Fatma...!!! you don't know, but I know the truth.” Gus An's voice rose to make Fatma instantly silent.
“You are now out, and standing on the field until the break. Your words are not very good to hear..”
“Hah... ”
“Nothing buts. Come quickly..” with great annoyance finally Fatma obeyed Gus An's orders though with an arrogant heart.
