GUS NACKAL VS SANTRI BARBARIANS
CHAPTER 07
“Mbak is called Mas An tuh..” Neng Aufa told Naila after studies. Naila went straight to Ndalem while still carrying her book.
“Assalamu'alaikum's chat... ”
“Wa'alaikum greetings.”.
“Naila, your name is Naila right...? ” ask Gus An. Naila nodded.
“So who makes tea for guests...? ”
Well, why is Gus An still having a problem with his tea earlier anyway...
“Hey, you heard... ”
The other one who drinks is also my mother's father, not anyone else...
“Naila..” Gus An moved his palm in front of Naila's face.
“Emm, yes Gus. Is genengan going to bring it up again...? those who drink are my own parents, not others... ” Naila grinned, trying to be as calm as possible.
“Iya I will always prise.”
Not very polite this child dared to talk a lot in front of me. Inner Gus An.
”Already Gus, who drinks not others..”.
“It is precisely because of who drank your own parents, that I will give punishment to you. Because if it is left, long time will happen to other guests..” Gus An grinned triumphantly.
“Gus... please, my punishment has been a lot and heavy Gus..not later if added, so the more my duties later..” Naila sulks, pleading like a child asking for a toy. “His attitude is cute, like an adorable little boy.” Inner Gus An.
“No negotiation. Point.”
”Gus..” Naila accidentally held Gus An's hand because her intention earlier was to beg for leniency. But He forgot, the person before him was a man who was not his mahram. Until the moment their gazes met, Neng Aufa scattered them all.
“Umi's'... Mas An hold-hold Ma'am Naila's hand.”.
“Sorry Gus, I did not accidentally.” Naila pulled her hand that had come into contact with Gus An's. The man in front of him looked nervous. Because her sister screams to call Umi' and Naila apologizes while looking down.
“So the penalty is that you have to iron my whole shirt. And tonight must also be finished because tomorrow I will wear.”
Huft... Naila walked on Gus An to his room.
“It..” Gus An handed over a basket full of his clothes that had just been taken from the clothesline.
“It's a lot..”.
“Udah do it there, do not protest mulu..”
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”Huhu... finally finished too..” Naila breathed a sigh of relief after completing the task from Gus An. The night is getting late. The santri have fallen asleep, only a few remaining are still busy struggling with the lessons and memorization.
“That's the shirt who's Ma'am...? it does not seem to belong to Abi deh..” asked one of the santri who was still awake.
“This all belongs to that annoying Gus An..”.
“So this is the story I was given the same punishment Gus An, but the problem is only because of the wrong insertion of salt into tea. Most of the guests who drink my tea are my father and my own mother. Emang Gus An likes to find because..”.
“Hmm..kok there is-there is this Mbak you..” santri was shaking in astonishment when Naila told her chronology.
Srek. Naya and some of the santri who were still awake instantly fell silent. Distribute views in multiple directions to find the source of the sound.
“Earning also rats bring garbage Mbak..” said some santri.
Srek. Naila saw the pesantren. And it's true that there are many rats that roam while carrying food scraps.
Huft... Naila broke down her extremely tired body. Moreover, his back currently feels very crumpled due to too long sitting ironing.
Srek. But it is more similar to the sound of footprints wearing sandals. Naila got up.
Don't tell me it's a demon... He squeezed his fingers into imagining the non-existent.
No. nope... Naila has to be brave... He tried to open his closed eyes. Naila caught the shadow of two men walking towards the clothesline.
Who's that...? Don't-don't maling... Naila decided to peek from the other direction. Her tomboyish souls appear.
Two men with a form that is covered with sarongs and only his eyes seem to touch some of the princess santri clothes that are still dried.
So they're really burglar... Naila looked for the position closest to the two men to catch their wet. But Naila had not had time to get a comfortable position both of them had walked quickly to the back gate of Pesantren.
“Woy....” the two thieves ran away because they heard a shout. Naila wanted to catch up, but He abandoned his intentions because he was not wearing a long hijab and clothes at the moment.
Tomorrow, Naila will report this incident to the security services.
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The next morning, there was a lot of people in the clothesline. Many princesses gathered there.
“Times yes mine five missing all..”.
“Turn turns out mine too. Well, that was just bought by mom. I'm embarrassed to ask again..”.
“This is mine only one, whose red color two the same black color is missing..”
“Still mending design..”.
The curious Naila joined the others.
“What the hell is Mbak...? ”
“You don't know Nai yet, if a lot of underwear is missing...? ”
“Hah... underwear...? ”
These are the perpetrators of theft of valuable goods santri who unsettle the entire Pesantren. Huhoo...
Help Naila catch those bad guys...
