IF YOU ARE A FOOL

New Life

This morning was a very different morning. Being in a different room, with a different atmosphere.

If usually my morning full of calm, from now on must get used to the boisterous atmosphere even starting before dawn.

That's me, another case with Siska who just woke up when going to college. Either what time he used to pray at dawn, or maybe pray if by chance, hehe.

"Kayra, watch what the hell you are. Noisy tau" at dawn I've ended my long sleep. Though I was sitting quietly dhikr and the noise was from outside the room. There was the sound of santri who had begun to boisterously start the activity.

Siska covered her ears with a pillow. I just caught a glimpse. Shortly thereafter the sound of the door being knocked. Sister Maryam opened the door.

"oh, Kayra has prayed. I think not yet, want to pray together" said sister Maryam by standing in the doorway.

"Siska is awake. Habit of waking up during the day" I said while tidying up. The one called by his name did not move at all.

I stood up and approached Siska. I shake his body. Really sleeping this child, may be dreaming somewhere. It was only a few minutes after I had a voice.

Sister Maryam told me to let her be. But until when, Siska should start getting used to waking up early. If it doesn't start now and if I don't, who else will. Tega can't bear me accidentally ringing the alarm clock right in his ear. He was shocked and woke up. It's almost like the alarm clock floated to the floor if I don't immediately scream

"Hi, this is in PESANTREN" Siska blinked her eyes, but again she laid her body on the bed.

"hawh, you disturb people again just a beautiful dream" said Siska as she continued to lie down.

"most dreams are not good. In fact life is not as beautiful as a dream" I sat next to Siska lying down, weakly recalling all the unpleasant things in my life.

"childhood is like a dream, so beautiful. Simple things make you so happy. But now the reality is so different, the reality of my life is so sad. He and I are like the earth and the sky, and I dare not even wish to be reunited as I was in my childhood. Even if it wasn't in a romantic relationship" I laid down my body beside Siska and returned to look at the memories of my childhood.

"just nostalgia, I pray at dawn first" I lie down, uh Siska left me alone.

It's my first day at the boarding school, I don't know what to do yet. So I went out of the room and looked for Maryam's sister. It turned out that Maryam's sister was at the residence of Nyai's mother.

"assalamu'alaikum" said I. Sister Maryam was in the kitchen with Nyai and some princesses cooking.

"just woke up Kayra" Nyai said hello to me.

"where is his friend, Siska ya" Nyai's mother asked again.

"still pray dawn ummi, will follow later" I replied.

And then I went to do whatever I could. While getting acquainted with the santri-santri who are there. They often help Nyai in the kitchen to fill free time, alternately done for who is not on duty. Because after dawn they can not sleep anymore, so after teaching dawn they choose to help Nyai mom while waiting for school time to arrive.

That is the great pesantren children who often amazed me. Before dawn it is routine to pray Tahajud and after dawn it still does not sleep. A day full of school activities, after school activities cottage, smpai night arrived. And so on. Really in the lock. Perhaps this is the beginning of true inner calm.

"so ngrepotin brother continues" I said briefly.

"no, you need to be the same Mr. Nicholas" sister Maryam told me.

"okelah if so, do not refuse me" said I with a big smile. At first Siska and I will ride the vehicle online only if indeed sister Maryam still has activities in the boarding school. Because all this time, sister Maryam also helped bookkeeping in the pesantren.

By working together everything becomes easier and faster. It didn't take long for the cooking to be on the table. Adek-adek santri soon died the main residence to join breakfast with other friends. Because in this pesantren provided a public kitchen that raw materials can be obtained from the pesantren garden. The santri are allowed to be involved in his care, every Sunday for which there is no visit of parents may join in the garden with the worker.

I don't think I'm gonna get tired of living in this place, there's a lot to do. With this I will be busy until I forget to remember the names DIAN and JOHAN.

I went back to sister Maryam's house to call Siska breakfast. That kid didn't catch up with me turned out to be tinkering at the park with the other pesantren family.

"where's? " ask Siska as soon as I see my arrival.

"main house, help cook. Breakfast yok" did not forget I smiled at the figure who was with Siska.

After Siska washes her hands, we say goodbye to the main house.

Like a special guest, eat one table with the most important person in the boarding school. This time still with sister Maryam, maybe later I will ask to join the other students alone.

Breakfast is over, I, Siska also sister Maryam help ummi clean the dining table.

"you do not need to hesitate to eat together here, yes, this is not how much, usually more other family members. It's just that they are looking for their own knowledge, so quiet" Nyai ma'am spoke to me also Siska. We can only nod.

Though this time it was very unpleasant because it was privileged, how would the permission to join with other santri, if you have not said it has been asked to stay. Again, sister Maryam, should I go back to ask Maryam's sister for help to talk to ummi?

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things, some have been privileged, how does he feel?

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