GUS NACKAL VS SANTRI BARBARIANS

Chapter 25

Naila went back to her room. I feel so missed with his friends. Especially the Laras who likes to eat and always worried about himself. Naila walked with gontai, wanting to immediately hug Laras who had a body like a mattress. In his way that other friend. However Naila did not find in the room. Then He tried to look into the bathroom maybe He was waiting in line or washing clothes, but did not find there. Naila tried to ask some of her roommates, but no one could answer.

“So the feeling I met Him in front of the school. I don't know what he's doing alone there. But he seems to be sad, Nai..” said Rara who participated in looking for Laras.

“Try to see there. You see, I brought a lot of food, who will eat it later. Ration for room children also already exists.”

Both of them went to school like Rara said. And it's true that they found Laras sitting alone in the park. Right now he is crying. Naila and Rara approach Laras. Empty look.

“You're sad again ya Laras. Can tell us. You can't be sad alone. We will always be there for you.” Spontaneously Laras hugged Naila tightly. Naila who has a smaller body size than him is certainly a little trouble breathing. Moreover, the body odor Laras are less friendly in the sense of smell makes Naila a little engrossed. Rara understood the meaning of Naila's facial expression. If only the situation had been better, Rara would have laughed out loud.

“Try telling me, what's the problem until you cry like this..?” Naila tries to calm Laras down first in order to tell the real story. When Laras had calmed down and his breathing began to settle down, He began to speak up.

“Nai...” sobs Laras back into. Though not telling anything.

“Kok you cry again..?”

“My Dad Nai, My Dad..”.

“What's wrong with your Dad Baras..?”

“My father was in an accident Nai. He is currently in surgery. His leg had to be amputated. I'm afraid that Dad can't accompany me anymore Nai..”.

“Innalallahi, you are strong and patient yes. We do’akan your father so that the operation goes smoothly and safely. Your father currently needs support, you do not cry later that there is even your father is also sad.”

“But I'm afraid of Nai, I'm afraid.”.

“Udah don't be sad. Let's go back to the room. I have something for you.”

“Something makes me sad again Nai..”.

“What...? tell us everything.” Laras began to tell stories because he had been ridiculed by several people. They always mocked the physical Laras who said they did not have a body, or equated with a barrel. But the fact is true. Naila and Rara actually hold back the laughter but are humbled. Afraid that Laras will be angry with both.

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“Eh, back to the kids..” Fatma and her gang talk about Naila and her friends eating together. Naila who had realized since then was deliberately pretending not to know. Just let them talk about me until it's over, anyway I'll reply to him too. His mind with cunning. Fatma's gaze grew cynical when she saw Naila acting fast which almost made her friends have stomach pains to laugh at her.

“Hey, base of thorns. School is not real, nyantri is not real, do not be pretentious. Potang so khodam in Ndalem, now power-maker.” Fatma suddenly hit Naila who was joking. All who gathered formed a roundabout to eat was instantly silent no one dared to make a sound. Considering Fatma is already known as the chairman of the largest circle in the pesantren.

“Ngapain are people.?” Naila casually pretended to ask the friend beside her without looking at Fatma.

“Neither be arrogant. You know who you're dealing with..?”.

“Who Is He..?” Fatma is growing furious with Naila. This time someone dared to fight him. She pulls Naila's hijab brutally. The quarrel was witnessed by most of the students who were in the dormitory.

“So doang your ability..?” Naila taunted Fatma who was grabbing each other with her. Naila is stronger than Fatma. He scratched Fatma's face with his nails until they were slightly scratched and bled out.

“Aww...” Fatma grimaces. Naila took advantage of this opportunity to wipe Fatma's face with her hand hit by chili after eating.

“Aww, peri..” Fatma's away. He may lose this time, but don't expect to lose a second time. His inner.