La Tahla Don't Complain

The Al Falah Pesantren

after Farah looks syafa and fatih running - running near the astri and family farah, but disappointment they must accept because farah has left. his plane had flown just as fatih and shafa were arriving at the airport.

fatih pov's

I was so surprised when this morning Syafa called me and asked me to accompany him to the airport to see Farah.

"what happened to Farah..? " thought me...

"akhi fatih is still there, right?

can't Aki drive me..?

syafa's question managed to disperse my daydream, as soon as I responded to his question with a sense of uncertainty.

*ya aki hear mehti indeed Farah want to go where?

this early in the morning has been dibandara*?

manya curious.

" Farah will go far away aki leave us "

there is a restless tone in the voice of the shafa at this time it shows that what he said was not playing.

go....?

" yes, he will go to one of the pesantren in east Java, either when he will return "

I was still silent trying to digest the sentence just said by the syafa.

Akhi can't take syafa..?

abi and the son are away since last night and will only be home later in the afternoon.

" ooh well, get ready I'll pick you up in a minute "

as fast as lightning I snatched the motor key out of the room and down the stairs immediately passed away after previously saying goodbye to umi and abi. I immediately started the engine and ran it quickly to the syafa house to pick him up.

I did not miss the cold wind that hit the body in the morning because I forgot to wear the jacket.

not long after from a distance I saw Syafa waiting for me in front of his house his beautiful face changed madly that morning, there is a hue of impatience to immediately arrive at the airport which is located about 6 km from the house of Shafa.

I began to feel the same timelessness as the shafa felt when we were stuck in a long traffic jam that always occurs in the hours of work in a city as big as Palembang, this, the buildup of 2 and 4-wheeled vehicles is often angered road users, because they have to travel through congestion that is not short.

But this is still classified as the morning the sun has just emitted its rays, why the road is so crowded.

right at 06:40 we arrived at the airport yard I immediately parked the motorbike and followed the middle syafa who first ran towards domestic flights, I saw from a distance Astri and Farah's family standing up and talking to the shafa without farah, and that meant that I and the shafa had lost the opportunity to meet Farah before she left.

Astagfirullah allazim's....!

I immediately took a stand when resentment rippled in this heart, so much that was left behind after his disappearance, a sense of loss in the hearts of astri and shafa, he said, the big question in my heart about the tears that were shed on the day of my engagement and Syaffa, as well as so many other questions.

***La Tahla Don't Complain***

Farah pov

it was late in the afternoon when I set foot in front of the gate of a boarding school clearly written on a signboard.

" The Al - Falah boarding school "

there was a sense of joy, haru and loss when I saw the signboard.

happy because after a long time I wanted to be a santri in this cottage which finally only now can be realized, haru because when I step my foot through this gate then I will start a new life that will be much better than before.

and lost because I had to try to leave everyone I loved, my parents, my brother my brother, my friends too, but I had to be strong.

"you can definitely Farah "

I walked slowly, my right hand still pulling my suitcase I saw around me so many santri passing by.

there is a large mosque in the middle of this cottage "al Falah mosque" the name of the mosque on the right and left side there is a school building and dormitory that is behind the building, which is located in the building, a place that is so spacious is reasonable if considering the school and dormitory santriwan and santriwati deliberately made separate.

A.assalamualaikum...!

greeting a man to me, I looked up at the man standing before me with bowed eyes, I can't guess if he was a santri or ustadz because he was young.

*Afwan ukthi there is something I can help you with..?

looks like new ukthi here*....!

the man said as he glanced at the suitcase I was carrying.

"*oh waalaikumsalam....

aki I santri new here can I aki show me where office space*...?

ask the man.

" the office is behind this mosque, ukthi can walk further to the end there "

the man showed me where to go. I nodded my head in understanding.

"well thank you"

my words to him were answered with a smile by him.I also passed away leaving him, walking towards the place that the young man had just shown.

arriving at the place I meant I was greeted warmly by a middle-aged man wearing a white peci and long beard, there were a few questions he asked me and after I said the name of my brother Farhan, I asked him, the middle-aged Kiyai also seemed to smile brightly introducing me to some ustadz and ustadzah who happened to be in that place.

introduce this boy Ustadza Siti, he will accompany you around and show you the room you will occupy in the dormitory.

I smiled at an ustadza whose stature was above me for about 3 or 4 years. Ustadza, who uses the cream, smiled and let me walk after him.

he took me around introducing the rooms in several buildings in the pesantren complex.

" this is the room you're going to occupy. "

he said when we entered a room with 2 bunk beds and a study table in the middle there are also 4 cabinets on the left and right side of the room.

*You will stay in this room with 3 other students..!

" get along with them, do not hesitate to ask me if there is something that you do not understand about all the things in this boarding school or if there are lessons that you do not understand*. "

I replied with a nod.

Aah it's Farah...!

Laila Ustadza, my nickname is Laila not Farah...!

*good Laila...!

I was a friend of your brother Farhan when he was a teacher at the Palembang pesantren first, so do not hesitate to talk to me if there is something you need, okay*...!

thank you ustadza....!!

Aah he if not in the middle of class call me Ayuk or mba alone Laila, because Farhan's sister also.

Thank you mba Siti.

don't worry Laila, I hope you're at home here*.

to be continue