Holy Prison

PS 15 - Scratch Information from Farha

"Umi's already called your parents. They were on their way here" Umi said.

I stiffened. I don't want to see their faces anymore. I can't blame Umi for calling my parents because I know it was probably the wisest thing for her. But this time I was really sad to hear Umi say that. What exactly are they bothering to come here anyway?

"Umi, Nindy, excuse me to go to the cabin room." I said. I hope Umi doesn't know that I'm avoiding conversations about parents. I don't want to see them. They have thrown me here, if only because of a little longing for the absence of a child they should be angry with, I will make the sense even greater but over time will disappear without a single shred of it left. By making myself disappear. I will suffer if you are happy with my loss.

"You're still sick, so Umi won't let you into the cabin. You're here for a while, aren't you?" said Umi.

I swallowed spit. Confused what to do. I can't be here. I don't want them to see me. I don't want to. Anyway I have to leave quickly. I pumped my brain to think faster.

"Something's missing in the cabin, Umi, Nindy has to take it." I said. Hopefully reassuring. And allowed.

"But Umi befriended, yes" said Umi.

"Don't Umi, Nindy's friends will be envious. Nindy herself." I said.

"Then let Faiz be with you" said Umi, who made my heart break.

Moreover Faiz, Umi. –Batinku.

"No need Umi, we are not." I said hanging, remembering the word once spoken by Gus Faiz. "Mah-ram. Yes, mahram Umi. Nindy means we are not mahram." I said. May Umi believe.

Umi started thinking while looking at me with an unconvinced look. I put on a hard look.

"Umi just tell your friend yes to take your goods. Umi can call your cottage" said Umi.

Gubrag!

"No need for Umi, it will be troublesome. Nindy left first, Umi, Assalamu'alaikum." I said and kissed her hand.

Let's say I'm disrespectful but seeing Umi shut up seems like he was forced to allow it. Besides I'm sure Umi won't scold me, let alone my condition now still ‘sakit’.

***

I walked towards the cottage. I'm still confused what to do. My left hand was still very painful when I accidentally touched my own body while I was walking. In fact, it hurts even more when I relax move my left hand.

I rubbed my left hand, then grimaced like a fool. I guess I was stupid because I obviously knew that my left hand now could not be touched but I just wiped it.

Tastes sliced. If only Gus Faiz hadn't waited for my action earlier, I would have been happy there with him, my best friend.

I walk again. I don't want to risk being seen as a madman by a santri who could see me daydreaming on the street while kissing this bracelet. I straightened my shoulders, then walked again. There is no reason to stop for just one minute. Because there will be a time, where my time really stops.

"Oh my God, where have you been?" farha asked whispered suddenly, and this surprised me greatly. I was shocked to death (About this notice is a hyperbole, exaggerated, exaggerated, like you).

I was surprised by Farha. This is not the first time he has surprised me. Just imagine when I was walking while daydreaming suddenly someone approached you while whispering. Your reaction won't be much different from mine. Oiya, Farha was always whispering as she spoke, the volume of her voice was always small, it seemed like I had never seen her shout. Just wait, one day I will definitely make Farha scream. I can make sure of that. Just wait for the play date.

Farha's eyes were fixed on my left hand that was being held by my right hand. I hurriedly let go. I acted like nothing happened, just plain. Although it doesn't feel like my behavior is this way, it hurts more and more. But relax, I'm not a whiny kid. I am often desperate, but there is nothing in my dictionary that is crybaby let alone spoiled.

"Astaghfirullah, what's your hand?" tanyanya panic. He was about to touch my hand but I violently slapped it with my right hand so that he could not touch mine. Being held alone is sick what else Farha holds.

"Gue gakpapa." I said.

"Mad's hand is bandaged, must be severe huh?" farha. Shaking her head, like a dugem queen.

My brilliant brain began to imagine that Farha was really a dugem queen. I imagine she's in a bikini but still wearing a veil and wiggling. If it's true I make sure he gets controversy in the community, then viral on Instagram. The image of his face will be used as stickers and memes on social media makes me want to laugh. Really am. Say I'm evil. However, didn't the word Farha ‘your smile in front of your brother is alms?’

Let me be clear. Right now, when I imagine how silly Farha looks even though I laugh inwardly, but still smile at her, it means that I get the reward right? DON'T IMITATE MY BEHAVIOR! Now I can't hold back my laughter anymore because a smile isn't enough to channel emotions, so I laugh too. Then quickly shut up again, then forced a smile on Farha. Farha was confused. From my story it is proven not that my brain can be said to have the privilege, always recording deftly whatever I hear. In terms of quick memorization, I was quite superior.

"Why are you even smiling at me, Ma'am?" ask Farha. With a frown.

"You said yesterday your smile in front of your brother is alms. I smile at Elo. Huh!" I said. Inwardly laughing Farha abis-out.

"Oh yeah, sorry, Ma'am, I forgot hehe" he said. While returning my smile. Which makes me want to explode right now. But I can hold it.

"Gue watch the Indonesian language is already fluent." I said.

"Heheh yes, Alhamdulillah, Ma'am, this is because playing the same, Ma'am. Thank you Ma'am, teach me." said Farha sincerely.

"Don't you? Your brain is sliding, huh? What pain?" I said, holding Farha's forehead. She met red in shame, no matter what. Bizarrely. And my laughter exploded instantly. "Lo basic hahaha." I said, and my laughter grew.

"Sir, you can't laugh like that. We're women, if anyone sees it, it's shame. Shame is part of the faith" said Farha, speaking again.

"Hahahahhaha," I don't care. Then I remembered something for a moment. I looked at him, "you said yesterday the cleanliness of part of the faith. How's that lo? Not very consistent." I continued again.

"So, too, Ma'am, it's not just cleanliness" Farha said. Which again can shake my stomach. He used the word 'only'. Baku right.

"O yes Far, where do you go out of the cottage?" My toot.