Love Children Pesantren

Twilight

"Heh fa! Just stop! Ih, pregnant again is still a naughty." Not to be outdone, Lina did the same. Directing the wave of water towards Syifa with his feet.

"Nih nih rasain..."

They retaliated against each other, unaware that the lower part of the game was wet.

"Hst hsst... Lina." Call Iqbal.

Lina immediately stopped her activities.

"Udah so mom is also still playing water like that."

"Yes, papa, once. What's up?"

"Aluna wants to play with her."

Lina's eyeballs directly pointed at the boy in her husband's arms. "What does Aluna want to play, honey?" Lina walked over.

"Yuk bun's cruelty."

"Emmm...." Lina remained silent. This kid really likes to play chases. What will tomorrow be? The policy? who likes to chase criminals, or what?

Either whatever becomes the profession of his daughter later, hopefully it can be useful for many people. Lina smiled, her hands gently stroking Aluna's cheeks. "Yeah, we're going there. Let's be satisfied chasing him."

Iqbal took Aluna down from his carrier. "If that's what's chasing you. So Aluna and dad ran away!!!" Iqbal cried who immediately ran in following the princess.

"Well, how are you? Yes you've been chasing, be careful later if caught you!" Lina cried out loud to hear both. His feet began to run after those who had already drifted apart. Run ria on the soft sand beach.

The three friends who saw it could only smile. May the happiness you feel, will continue to be embedded and endure. Batin Aisha.

"Definitely later if our sons and daughters have been born, we will understand how happy they are now." Mumbled Dinda.

Lina who caught Aluna. "Naah..ketangkep right? Hm??" He said with a tickle on the princess' stomach, as soon as laughter broke out on the two.

"Ih mother.don't. Mother..." Aluna tried to move away and brushed off her round fingers still dancing on her stomach, creating a tingling feeling. "Dad..." Call Aluna.

As if he knew what Aluna needed, Iqbal immediately grabbed his daughter. With a little running, Iqbal lifted aluna up. His two daughters' feet perched on both shoulders. "Aluna holds strong strong."

All he told was manut, Iqbal began to accelerate his run. "Come mother!! Cruel again if you can." Shouted Aluna.

"Yet mother again? Yes, your mistresses! Looky yeah..."

"Hem, so I can't wait to worry. Yes, even if I'm horrified." Sahut Syifa's. "Udahlah, mengingan photo again make

in the memory." Syifa called Reyhan again, asking her husband to take a picture of her again.

Meanwhile Aisyah and Dinda chose to pull over, approaching their respective husbands. Aisyah sat her body on a fairly large old log, it seemed like the residents deliberately put this wood to sit back. From along the beach there are only three wooden sticks visible.

"Why is it? Don't want the same photo? Well, Reyhan's got a camera." Aisyah said with a look of eyes towards Reyhan at a glance.

Fariz shifted her body to get closer, her hands clutching Aisyah's waist from the side. "Do you see the waves?" His question made Aisyah frown. That was discussed in the photo even connect to the waves.

"Yes, why?"

"In the language of love, the waves are very persistent in getting sand. Look at that, rolling closer even though it must eventually be carried away by the current, then approaching again, carried away by the current again. But in fact the waves never stop to continue to get closer to the sand of this beach, he continues to try. Even if he knew the effort would be in vain. Although he knew, if the waves and sand beach would never be able to unite."

Aisyah was silent for a moment. "If the waves are fused with the same sand, there is serem dong mas. It could take a victim."

"Well eat it, actually the sand also want the same waves. But he knew that if they were united, many hearts would be hurt. And in the end the sand prefers to brush off his ego, he just keeps quiet. Not getting close is also not far away, but he tries to stretch wide until it is difficult to reach. They stay together, they are close, but they can never be together. Unless God's destiny is on their side." Obviously Fariz again.

Aisyah smiled, out of nowhere a parable like this could come to pass. It is necessary to defend and fight for what we love, but sometimes we also have to give up. Where all selfishness, must be tepis far away so that there is still a heart that remains awake and not hurt.

Almost half an hour here, they enjoyed their time together. Who may know when it can be like this again. The orange spray began to be painted thinly in the western sky. Are they going to spend dusk here today?

Now there are only them, some people who had been there have gone home. Happiness emanates from every family.

They enjoy the night in their own way. The clock almost showed at five o'clock in the afternoon, they decided to go home before maghrib.

Aisyah and Syifa are walking at the very back. "Daddy.kok tumben ya mas Reyhan love me ring." Syifa muttered with an intense look at the circular ring on her middle finger.

"Sama ya fa, earlier Fariz also arrived love necklace." Reply Aisyah.

"Oh.don't just go with them to deliberately buy us jewelry. Wow, so sweet is our husband."

"Hst hsst...Dinda Lina's."

Who felt called to look directly at

backwards.

"Your husband gave me some jewelry, too?" Syifa asked in a whisper.

"Emang why?"

"Not why, just that Reyhan arrived just aja love me ring, Aisyah also in love necklace with her husband."

"Oh I was in my bracelet. Here's..." Lina showed me her bracelet. Also gold with two bracelets made one. The top is hard and plain while the bottom is a small chain with love in the middle.

"Well, what about lo din?"

"Yes in love, but earrings."

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20.27

After finishing listening to the memorization of the santri, Dinda and Ilham stepped towards the guest house. Tonight, they're going to have dinner with their friends. In the living room, they had already gathered and the two joined in. Before arriving at the pesantren, they had ordered a chicken geprek.

That's because Syifa suddenly wanted to eat a pedes pedes pedes, so all the messages are a lot of hot chicken for dinner together.

Eat at the beginning of prayer, then in the continued wives who take rice and side dishes for the husbands alternately. They are like sisters who are married and have their own partners. A pal? The word is like lost replaced by the word brother, or even family.

When eating, only the sound of the clanking of spoons is heard. Occasionally Syifa's voice also dominates because of the good babbling.

"This should buy more."

"Still laper me her."

"Wih sambelnya really mantep."

"Hm hm, pesen again yuk."

That's how mummy one is, his mouth is not tired to talk this is it.

They finished dinner together for the last one maybe? Tomorrow, they will all be separated again. Every now and then they chatted and chuckled, a very thick family atmosphere was in the middle of them.

Well enjoy being together for today, because tomorrow will either be like this again or not. Or maybe even, this was really their togetherness for the last time. Because we do not know, whether the moment of fate brings together.they will meet with complete members, or even some disappear and leave. Either can not meet because of an obstacle, or.malah indeed left for eternity.

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Dusk, always gives happiness and tranquility to who sees it. Create a smile for those who enjoy it. But in fact all that does not last long, beautiful twilight will be replaced by the silence and sunyinya night. The orange sky will be replaced by the darkness of the night.

But even so, there are still moons and thousands of stars that accompany us. Trying to keep going on a long night, waiting for when the morning comes. Until all that darkness is replaced by the light of a welcoming morning. Let's keep going, there's a palm that we have to hold, towards the future.

- Lina

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