GUS NACKAL VS SANTRI BARBARIANS
Chapter 32
The air in the pesantren that afternoon was very cold, the rain flushed the ground for most of the day. The rainy season causes many sick people. Baras suddenly came to Naila who was in ndalem by crying as he pleased.
“What's up..?”
“My money is gone Nai, everything.. without remaining..” said Laras whose breathing is irregular.
“Kok can...? you may have forgotten to put money. How could all.” be missing
“Neither, I if you put money not only in one place. There are those in the purse, in the Qur’an, there are also those in the uniform pocket, in the pencil case. But now there's not all. Anyone who takes I swear an upset stomach for months.” Condemnations Baras against the perpetrators of theft.
“Kok until the whole thing yes, means the person already knows the ins and outs of you. It is not possible that people who are not so familiar do not take one person's money to such a detail. Try to remember, you deket the same who else besides Me..?” Laras. He's not close to anyone but Naila. They both decided to look for the Laras money back in different places. Niente. The crying of Laras is becoming.
“You're patient yes, I still have money. You can wear it first.”
“That's not Nai's problem, it's money to pay for school for two months' worth of food. I can't ask Dad anymore. He is still not healed and cannot work. That's all Dad's savings money is taken to pay my bill equally adek.” Naila hugged Laras, trying to provide warmth and channel strength. The story is also miris. Barrels that were originally spoiled, like to eat and shop finally have to be tested like this.
“You are calm first yes, later I will report to the security section.” Laras nodded. Right now he is really weak, no longer knowing how to.
Not too long ago, it sounded crowded in the dorm yard. Some santri cried. Naila and Laras join forces to the source of the sound.
“Why are they crying..?” Naila asked one of the men.
“Their money is gone, taken all the same thieves. How great to yes, take all.” Naila and Laras looked at each other. It turns out it wasn't just Laras who lost. Surprisingly again, some santri reported many lost their goods. Some lost school uniforms, mukenas, sandals, even some lost face wash soap and skincare.
“Kok can yes, whereas all this time we have never lost anything. This cannot be left alone Santi, must be completed immediately before the children have a long holiday. Later when the new holiday is handled that there is a thief I have not met.” Fatma was full of enthusiasm. All santri allow. Naila slightly moved away when she heard Fatma's voice. He's so sick of hearing that.
“On the search one by one Mbak.”
The incident was very disturbing. All the santri were gathered into the hall to read the istighosah. No one is allowed to enter the room except the board. Abi Amir and Umi Azizah had heard from Neng Aufa. He sent Gus An to help solve this problem so as not to get longer.
All students should close their eyes while reading Istighosah. Not to say anything, even though there will be students who are considered suspicious will be applauded to come forward. This includes one way to solve theft cases in some pesantren.
After a long time, the board finally gave a signal to open their eyes. When all eyes were perfectly opened, how very surprised to see the person in front of all the students.
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“This means what...? by Allah I never did this.” Say the only santri in front. He rebelled not accepting. Laras and Rara who sit next to each other stare hatefully at the person who is none other than Naila, his own best friend.
“I don't think that Naila did something this desperate. Very disappointed, I swear. I don't want to talk to Him anymore.” The heart is filled with hate and disappointment. It was as if he was just being played by Naila who had been pretending to be nice to him. Naila's kindness was gone in her eyes. Which only looks bad.
“Mbak Santi, I could have sworn not to do something this stupid. I can't take someone else's property. My father is still able to meet my needs. Let alone taking money, it is impossible.” Said Naila who was also filled with anger, because He did not do it. If the entire santri was currently watching, then surely no one would want to be friends with him anymore.
“We have proof of Naila, in your closet there are some school uniforms that have other people's names, mucena, and some facial soap. Not only that, it turns out that there are also several pieces of money hundreds of thousands which amount to the same as the money Baras, the fractional money which is the same as the amount belonging to other friends. And still one more..”.
“What else Mbak...?” naila said in a very challenging tone. His heart ached when he was treated like this. Whoever it is, he will give a proper reply.
“You keep your phone between the folds of your shirt. Not only save, but also activate.”
Jleb. Naila's heart seemed to stop. It's outrageous for people to have slandered him at the moment. Bringing a cell phone to a pesantren alone never, let alone activate. This must be someone who doesn't like him. He never did anything so bad. With great difficulty He holds his tears to keep from going out.
“Pantesan earlier He even away when Fatma said to be searched..”.
“No surprise anyway, He always makes a mess..”
“Basic thorns, everywhere must always be unsettling..”.
Blasphemy by blasphemy passed in his ears like the sound of a bee. He tries to get close to Rara and Laras to ask for help so that all the students are sure of him.
“I'm disappointed in you. There is no word of law. Point.” The barrel speech that made Naila's heart even more sick. Why his best friend hates him. They both do not know what is right and what is not. Naila's tears have now spilled amid hundreds of santri who are blaspheming her.
“Udah is clearly the culprit, I still ngeles anyway.” because it is not able to face this problem, Naila ran out of the hall.
Brugh, he hit someone who was going to the Hall. Even though the person called out to him, but he was not concerned at all. He just wanted to cry.
