Holy Prison

PS 26 - Meeting

"As-salamu'alaikum." Gus Faiz greeting when entering the house.

"Wa 'alaikumus-salam wa rahatulli wa barakatuh." I said lirih. "Excuse me." I said, then quickly went to the right side of Gus Faiz.

"The events of yesterday were not your fault if you avoided me because of that" said Gus Faiz.

"I'm sorry." I said. Then it sped away. Until I forget to say hello.

Arriving at the room, I found Farha who was surrounded by many santriwati. I infiltrated until I finally arrived in front of Farha. He was busy struggling with books, writing, and some rupiah of money on his lap.

"That's what you pay for, Far?" tanyaku shuffled closer to him.

"Mbak's money, Rp50,000" said Farha. I just went to the closet and took fifty thousand from there.

When I was about to go back to Farha, I again saw a familiar figure that I saw while serving the sentence yesterday. If only I were like I used to be, I would probably meet that figure. Right now I really don't intend to approach, suspect, or scold anyone. I ignored the figure and rushed towards Farha. Because my body was slim enough so I had no trouble getting in front of Farha anymore.

When I arrived, I gave my money to Farha.

"Sir, don't pay" said Farha. He refused my money.

"What then? I got the book too." I asked in wonder. How could I not have to pay for a book like the others? After all I am not Kyai's son or santri's special.

"Udah was paid earlier." said Linda who turned out to be beside Farha. Really, if he didn't make a sound I wouldn't know he was there. Maybe because he was too magical in my eyes so often not caught with the naked eye.

"Who's the guy?" my question, confused. Linda just shrugged her shoulders. Really sucks. He's really good at making people upset. Though he who told but when asked further just shrugged his shoulders. Really magical, shitty.

In my heart I grunt. But I didn't show it. Rather than taking care of Linda in a supernatural being, I'd rather have Farha talk. "This is what I paid for. The money is love to the person again. I go first." I said as I put fifty thousand into his hand, leaving immediately.

I was honestly curious about the mysterious pretentious figure who paid me the book. In this boarding school fifty thousand money is a large amount. I know they'll think over and over again about paying me, unless maybe if I'm a poor and nice kid, they'll definitely get a joint venture with a friend to help me. But I'm not poor, she's definitely no ordinary santriwati. Or if he finds out that I'm not poor but still gave me money then he must be making fun of me by paying me books. This fact pisses me off.

I went to the clothesline. I need some fresh air. Before going to the clothesline I did not forget to wear a rectangular veil that I did not like, just to cover my hair. No matter how upset I felt being ridiculed for the book money, I had to hold back my anger. I now slightly obey the rules, using a veil outside the room I have started to do, have I told you not if I do not want to look for it again? I didn't want the manager to come after me and tell me to cover my head again, she said. The aurat is the part of the body that cannot be seen (according to Islamic law).

***

I put my body against the wall. This wall surrounds the floor of this clothesline, its height is limited to the chest. By concentrating my body there I could see the surrounding conditions, the expanse of rice fields that began to turn yellow, birds flying, and the roar of water from artificial river flow. This artificial river is located right behind the cottage just jaraki by a small path.

While feeling good, the wind suddenly became a little louder, then accidentally flew my hood.

"Ehhh, veil!" I said as I flailed my wind-borne veil.

But unfortunately, my veil was carried by the wind further and further until it fell right on the path I was telling you about. Almost, it was almost like my veil went in at times and drifted there. I looked at my veil.

Arum is the caretaker I once flushed in the bathroom. Looks like he's a good boy. It's kind of stupid I don't know. Because even though I've been treated arbitrarily, he doesn't hold a grudge against me. I realized at the incident that I was wrong, while he only carried out his duties as a manager in accordance with the applicable law. He approached me.

"The cow is jatoh, can it be taken?" I said.

Arum looked down looking for the whereabouts of my veil. Then cheerfully replied, "Can, Ma'am. Let's take you."

I'm not happy if I bother him, but how else. Although I can buy a new veil, I still have to save money. Besides that new veil so dear if you have to throw it away. Didn't Farha say the mubazir was his friend the devil? It seems that if it is not wrong he once said, "Inna al-mubazirina kanu ikhwana assyayatin." if wrong please correct. Well, I must have been infected by Farha.

"I wait on the first floor stairs huh, Ma'am" said Arum with the spirit of four-five immediately left me. I followed him from behind.

We both picked up a mukena top, in each other's rooms. My room and room are different. In the room there was no Farha, it seemed like she was busy charging the book money. After picking up the mukena boss, I went down. Arum was actually waiting for me on the 1st floor stairs (near the bathroom). I was quick, but he was faster than me.

"Come, Ma'am. Hehe." said Arum, flanking my arm without asking. When he didn't see me I rolled my eyes. Bizarrely.

Arum invited me into a small alley beside this cottage. However, after reaching the end of the alley, Arum asked me to stop.

"Why?" I'm confused.

"Sttt, there's a son's voice, Ma'am. What's this, Ma'am?" yummy, panic.

I quickly understood the situation, fortunately I was no longer surprised by the strangeness of santriwati who was very embarrassed to meet the son santri. But now the most important issue is my veil. If we stay here, the veil could fly into the river and drift away.

"Here I am in front" I said.

Arum was surprised, no matter what. Now instead of moving behind me, he smiled instead. I think there's really something wrong with his brain.

Seeing Arum not budging in his place, I took the initiative to go ahead of him, and he followed behind me. I looked to the right and to the left looking for the veil. I finally found it, the veil is now in the hands of the son santri. It must be that the voice of the son that Arum meant came from him. I mean from them because they're two. One of the handsome ones of them was holding the veil.

Knowing that Arum and I were approaching, they turned. Their gazes were very noticeable, stunned to see my beauty. While Arum stays behind me, making you a shield to be invisible to the two sons santri. In fact, this act of Arum is actually in vain because my body is not as big as a pesumo.

"Sorry, it's mine, uh, it means mine." I said.

"We'll see you again" said the Holder of my veil confidently. She looked at me, she looked like a princess, and there was no medical accent in her voice, like she was from Jakarta, just like me. Ah, stupid time.

I held out my hand waiting for him to give me the veil. However, he never gave it away, he just smiled. Disgusting smile. I began to get upset and immediately grabbed the veil.

"Bat lo abis?" I said ketus. Then pull Arum away from there.