I'm Santri?

Choices

"As for you Han, I'm sorry I'm going to the toilet for a second. Where ya?" I got out of my seat and looked to the left and right looking for a way to the toilet.

"Ah you are not fun. Today we are officially made."

"But it doesn't have to be gini-rich either, right? Where's the toilet? I can't stand it."

"Here come with me!"

Farhan walked in front of me. To divert from the item, I was forced to pretend I wanted to go to the toilet. In these circumstances, sometimes I feel sorry. But how else. This is my life, where small problems always lead me to bigger problems. Today, whatever the outcome, I try to avoid it.

"Tuh, from here too look good. Stay straight. Inget do not to paint the red color, the tap water is clogged, you will not be able to deflate."

"I'll drop my bag first. Afraid of urinating."

"Don't dawdle. I'd like to take it straight to Tahlilan Ferry."

"Just a second, just pee."

"Judah I went there first."

After a few minutes of me contemplating in the restroom, I immediately returned with Farhan and Hadi. They seem to be talking. I don't know what they're talking about. I really hope, they are not talking and have forgotten about the illicit goods.

"Udah peed? If so, we go straight back to Ferry's house. Adzan is the problem."

Farhan still remembers Ferry's timetable. But he did not remember at all the Maghrib prayer he was staying at. Although both are good. But prayer is highly recommended.

"I went to Ferry's house just took a motorbike. I immediately pulled it home."

"Do you want me to get home?" Farhan's tawar to me.

After I found out Farhan was like that, I just kind of lost my passion for him. Maybe even my love for her is almost gone.

"Yaudah, let's not go to the shock. Afraid to get there, he's already gone." Farhan moved from his seat and rushed out.

"Di, you're here first. Now go see me, I'm back.!" Farhan shouted at Hadi.

"I'm waiting for Han!"

Fifteen minutes of time passed. It was me and Farhan at the Ferry residence. Looks like the fathers are coming. This kind of sight is what steps are so. Not seeing them from any starta. Rich, poor, all sitting together to pray for their closest.

"I'm going home first. I'm ashamed of a lot of gentlemen."

"Okay, I'll chat you later tonight. So try not to bobo first."

"Bodo. I'm sleepy. I'm going first."

"OK careful."

Finally, I'm alone again. I wish there was more time with Farhan. If only he were as I knew him. Perhaps, my sadness is a little closed even if not completely. It's better like this, I'm with my loneliness.

How many hours are there when I'm home. As usual, I quietly sat together beside the room. See the beautiful night in my yard. Crickets whistled warmly, as the night breeze continued to tickle, the small stars were cute and radiant, the black sky without the moon, the beautiful sepiku with them.

While I was enjoying my solitude. Suddenly my phone rang. I saw a message from Farhan. After I opened the message, I was so shocked.

"If you are truly sad. I've put the miserable-busting potion in your little bag. If you don't believe it, try it first."

How not to be surprised, it was still thought by Farhan's brain so that I still tried the illegal goods. I was curious and finally opened my bag. Turns out to be true, there are seven seeds of the capsule that I don't know at all its name.