ISTIKHARAH LOVE

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At 5pm. Finally Pa’De Suryo instructed to close the Clinic alone on the grounds that the day had begun to darken.

"yowis let's just close today" Pade said

we all ended up cleaning each other's tables.

but some time we will close it, came a mother carrying her child who had smallpox.

"Assynoltom..."

"Waalaikumsalam. monggo ma'am" said Bu Siti

finally, we did not close it and first to treat the child, after we finished making sure there were no next residents who came, we finally returned to the cottage to rest.

The night was the same as the previous nights, after the magrib all the residents gathered with their respective families, all the santri beradarus, ricky and Citra followed the routine of all the santri, and the, while I sat in a chair that was deliberately built for the students when memorizing, under a shady tree and covered with dim neon lights, he said, I created programs that we will implement in this village.

“Assalamualaikum..”

The voice sounded again.

“waalaikumsalam”

Zahra came up to me carrying something.

“ini mas Jhonatan , Zahra bring wedang ginger..”.

“thank you Zahra..”

“can Zahra sit here???”

“please, please...”.

“then Zahra time make thesis also in this place mas.”

“seriously???”

“nggih, this place is very cool until last night Zahra was once scolded by father.. because over time sit here.”.

“haha…. Yes anyway.the place is very comfortable.”

"monggo mas in drinking"

I nodded and gulped down several times the wedang that zahra gave me.

Suddenly Zahra was silent.

“Zahra???”

But he remained silent.

“deee... de Zahra???”

“astagfirulloh... maa sorry mas..”.

“why??? still young do not dream much, tar kesambet loh" I said

but the look on his face was like describing something that was being thought of.

I am not a person who is good at reading other people's minds, but the look on his face looks different.

"do you think something??” much

“ndak ko mas.

“kalo want a story…. The story just do not hesitate, after all if the dipendem itself gk ensures will be completed. Who knows if I can help.”

“ndakkk no real mas…. ”

I'm even silent.

“tuhhh right now mas jhonatannya diem”

I was confused as to what to answer, I finally tried to divert the conversation.

“ehhhhh..... you know a good place to think???” ask me to Zahra

“mean??” answer Zahra

“iyaaaa quiet place, cool tree nice to think of something rowdy, understand??”

Zahra was silent, her face changing as she thought.

“owhh…. Iyaa yaaa know, gk far from here mas.”

“kalo so can take me there??”

“now???” Ask Zahra.

“yaaa is not... how about tomorrow??”

“okkk…. Tomorrow Zahra anter mas jhonatan to that place, if so Zahra pamit first yaa mas already sleepy, mas jhonatan do not sleep late at night lohh mas afraid of him later in the wind”

“siappppp Answer me

“assalamualaikum..”

“waalaikumsalam”

Zahra smiled and went through the darkness of the lodge hallway, for some reason I was very comfortable when I was nearby, his attention, his words like we've known for a long time, he said, he and I have known each other for a few days.

I continued my work, did not feel the clock had shown at 11:30, after I felt enough.

Arriving in the room, Ricky was seen with the other santri who had fallen asleep.

I put my work in order and started lying down to close my eyes.

Today feels very ordinary as it was when we first stepped foot in this place, but it is good that we began to be able to adapt to everything, to life here, with its citizens, santri-santri .... the most important thing today is that I talk more with Zahra.

I can't wait to get to tomorrow.