Love Children Pesantren

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Reyhan stared hard at Syifa. Syifa, meanwhile, shuddered in horror at Reyhan's gaze. He scratched his non-itchy nape.

"Em, I'm afraid, yes, I'm jealous" said Syifa still nervous. He breathed out slowly. Then he came back pouting. "Well, I'm jealous, I like Reyhan. Nih ya name people like to be jealous if you see someone we like Deket with others" Syifa said. Smoothly.

Reyhan put his phone in his long black pants pocket. Then he stood up, and walked. With his right hand in his pants pocket.

"Sir Reyhan waitin syifaa. Reyhan's sister's hobby really ninggalin me" Shouted Syifa who immediately ran after Reyhan.

"Where is Reyhan going? brother Reyhan has a great hobby for me. Reyhan's sister is also a great hobby nyuekin I. I'm going to be like big brother. You quiet guy. Bummer!!" Syifa said with a stomp of her feet. But it was not understood by Reyhan who was still focused on looking ahead.

"Assalamualaikum Reyhan's brother" said three girls simultaneously.

"God willing, handsome brother Reyhan today" said one of the girls, making Syifa cluck.

"Oi yes brother, this is a gift from us. Please accept, brother" said the girl in the middle by thrusting a blue box.

"Thank you" Reyhan said by accepting the box. But Reyhan did not look at the three girls at all, he caught a glimpse of the box given by the three, then looked back to the front.

The three of them smiled. "Sir Reyhan don't Deket Deket each other girls yes" he said again with a glance Syifa. Making Syifa look at the girl with a cynical look.

Who is he to dare to chat Reyhan.

"Yes already if that we want to go to mushola kak, want to pray Dhuha"

Dhuha prayers yes Dhuha prayers aja times, ngapain wear say everything. Inner Syifa by rolling her eyeballs. Lazy.

"May you like the same gift. Assalamualaikum"

"Waalaikum greetings" Reyhan and Syifa answered simultaneously. Then they continued to walk away.

Syifa crossed her arms in front of her chest. With pursed lips.

Why do you like me the same brother Reyhan. There are a lot of men out there. Then why also brother Reyhan must be handsome. It was targeted by female crocodiles. If aja kak reyhan his face is ordinary, surely they do not want to deketin Reyhan. If I had superpowers, I would have changed Reyhan's face to normal. Let's not be deveretin same chick. His inner.

"What the hell is Lo" asked Reyhan. Sontak made Syifa shocked.

"Huh? Wh who? Me? I'm talking about what brother"

"If you say that, don't be weird" he said, making Syifa glare.

Reyhan's brother is horrified what I'm talking about. But I said it in my heart. Ah, cook my heart out loud until I'm surprised by Reyhan's voice. His mind was still engulfed with various Questions.

•••••

Fariz and ilham stared at the strange iqbal who was wagging his right hand in front of his nose.

"Why bal?" Ask Inspiration.

"Gue, smell the scent.."

"Lah Lo ngapa kayak Roy Kiyoshi" Cut Fariz.

"Diem Riz, I'm focusing on the light. What's that smell, actually?" Say iqbal by breathing air in the toilet. Making Ilham and Fariz look at him strangely. How could Iqbal so casually breathe air in a toilet where the air has been polluted by nothing. It could even be said Iqbal was like he was breathing fresh air. Fariz and the inspiration from earlier were busy covering both noses, and breathing using the mouth.

"Lo want me to change Lo's name to Roy iqbali?" Fariz was upset.

"Gue smelled the scent.."

"Lo later ah bal, from earlier just said smell the aroma, but Lo ga know what this smell" said Ilham.

Iqbal opened his eyes that had been closed "Emang Lo know what this smell?"

"This is the smell of jengkol" said Ilham.

"Jengkol? What's that?" Ask Iqbal.

Fariz clucked. "Lo live where the hell, until jengkol aja ga tau"

"Jengkol is food" replied Ilham.

"Ooo food. But it smells like yes"

Not to mention Fariz opened his mouth, they were startled by the arrival of Reyhan and Syifa.

"Ehem ahem, it's a road together" Sindir Iqbal.

"Will you go to the bathroom?" Ask Fariz. Reyhan nodded.

"Don't Han here, it stinks. In the bathroom number 3 aja, I fear that the number 2 also follow the smell, because next to this one" said Ilham by pointing at the bathroom next to him. Reyhan simply nodded, then casually stepped towards the number 3 bathroom. Syifa? He still faithfully followed Reyhan from behind.

"Lo why keep following me?" Ask Reyhan.

"And I want the same Reyhan. So I'll go wherever Reyhan's sister goes" Syifa replied.

"Gue's going to the bathroom. Urinate. Do you want to come too?" Reyhan's question made Syifa glare. Then shake strongly.

"No way!!" Syifa. Iqbal, Fariz, and Ilham held back their laughter.

•••••

Tonight the four of them are in the boarding park. Yeah, because all the work they've done on Sunday night. So today they will relax. Aisyah and Dinda they brought books to read, while Lina and Syifa were fond of telling each other stories.

"Assalamualaikum" The voice of the men, made them immediately turn their head. Seen a middle-aged man wearing a white Koko shirt, brown sarong, black peci with a turban wrapped around his neck. Accompanied by a small bag that is always in his hands. It felt like just looking at his face had given him some calm. Mr. Kyai Mansur came to them, with a smile that never escaped his face.

"Waalaikum hail Abah kyai" they answered in unison.

"What night are you here for?" Ask her softly. The four of them just smiled.

"Bi, uh max Abah Dinda wants to ask"

"You ask me what Dinda is?"

Dinda was silent for a moment. "How does the Mustaqim shiratal bridge look like?" Ask Dinda. Yes, because Dinda accidentally read a religious book that explains the afterlife. When it comes to the afterlife, it certainly does not escape from the shiratal Mustaqim.

Abah kyai smiled. "Yes, you've sat down, Abah will tell you"

The four of them sat on the green grass of the pesantren garden, while Abah sat in a long chair of black iron. Yes, it is okay for those who sit only with grass, especially the grass is cold because it is night, because the main thing for them is adab against the teacher. With the spirit of the four of them ready to listen to the explanation of the teacher and his parents in the pesantren.

"The first sirath was very slippery. It is very worrying for anyone who goes through it. Where he could slip and fall"

"The second sirath derailed. The scholars have explained the max of 'discussing' is that it moves to the right and left so that makes people who pass it afraid will slip and fall down"

"Those three shiraths had a large iron hook, full of thorns and bent edges. This shows who is affected by the impact of this iron hook will not escape from its grip"

They gulped their saliva strongly, just hearing it made them goosebumps. Imagining, making them shudder in horror. Especially reality? Never mind they won't know how creepy and tense it is when passing the as-shirath.

"The mal in the world is decisive, slipped or not, slipped or not and struck by iron hooks or not, all of it is determined by the charity of worship and faith of each person. Shirath stretched out over Hell. So anyone who will slip or slip then he will surely fall in hell"

"Sirath is hard to see because it is smooth. Because of its subtlety or hurt because of its sharpness, it all depends on the quality of faith of everyone who passes through it. Shirath is sharp that can split the soles of the feet that pass through it, because something so smooth but can not break it will become sharp."

"Even if the sirath is smooth and sharp, man can pass through it. For God is all-powerful, to make man capable of walking on anything." Abah kyai. Right now they are really goosebumps just by listening, it feels no less horrified when someone is testing the guts.

"Is there anything to ask again?" Ask Abah.

Aisha raised her hand into the air.

"Obah kyai, Ayesha would ask what is a light practice but get a lot of rewards" asked Aisyah.

Abah kyai smiled. "The apostle said, anyone who reads this dhikr/sholawat, then 70 angels will be tired to record his reward for up to 1000 days. What dzikir is that? Jazallahu 'anna sayyidana Muhammadan sallAllahu 'alaihi wa sallam ma huwa ahluh. Whoever recites the dhikr 3 times, then 70 angels will be tired to record his reward"

"If anyone wants to ask again, we continue tomorrow, it's late, you better go back to the room"

"Yes Abah kyai"

Finally they walked to the room. Except Dinda. Who is still in front of Mr. Kyai. Dinda stood up and sat down beside Abah Kyai who was none other than her ashes.

Dinda held gently the hand of her beloved father. Then smile. "If Abi is a knight without horse, umi is a wingless angel, may Dinda be a winged horse that will take Umi and Abi to the paradise of His God" said Dinda softly. Making Abah Kyai smile sincerely, he gently stroked his daughter's head and kissed her forehead.

"Dinda do not forget to always learn religious knowledge, do not forget to practice and spread. Don't be afraid to spread kindness, don't be afraid to be said as a pompous, sok-nergerti. Heaven or hell are not our responsibility. But, to remind each other it has become our duty" Dinda nodded in understanding.

"Yes, you go to the room. It's already night"

Dinda nodded back. Hugged Abah kyai. A few seconds passed, Dinda kissed the back of her ab hand affectionately.

"Assalamualaikum bi" said Dinda.

"Greetings" replied Abah Kyai.

•••••

"Assalamualaikum" said Dinda upon entering the room.

"Greetings waalaikum" answered the three of them simultaneously.

"Why should there be secrets?" Ask Lina judes. Making Dinda frown.

"What secret?" Ask Dinda who still doesn't understand.

"Lo ga asik ah Din, play secret secrets of all" Ketus Syifa. While Aisyah, did not want to interfere.

"What secret are you maxing out?"

Lina sighed softly "Why Lo ga said that Lo turned out to be Pak kyai's son"

"Yes Din, if we know Lo his son Pak kyai we will be able to respect Lo more" replied Syifa.

"So they get you Din, when you hug Abah kyai's embrace" Aisyah answered honestly making her two friends glare.

"Kok Lo instead said the Shah" Syifa said with a frown.

Dinda smiled. "Ooo that's why you're so pouting. It's mandatory, yes, I have to tell you that I'm Pak Kyai's daughter"

"Yes, it's mandatory" Syifa and Lina replied simultaneously.

Dinda laughed a little. "I never told anyone or told anyone this story. But you guys are my best friends, maybe tonight I'll tell you the same story."

"Yes already Din's story, I'm ready to be horrified" said Lina by taking a ready position.

Dinda sighed slowly. "Yes, I'm Mr. Kyai's daughter. But not a real daughter" said Dinda successfully made his three friends shocked.

"Fusally?" Ask Aisyah.

"I was banished" Lirih Dinda made her three best friends again surprised.

"What's? Dumped?" Lina asked in shock. "It's so bad Lo's parents"

Dinda shook her head strongly. "No, not my parents who throw it away, but my aunt's same"

"Where's the story?" Ask Syifa.

Dinda. Trying to hide his sadness.

"I was born into a poor family, and so were my aunt and father. They decided to throw me away, because they also have no cost to take care of me. Om same Aunt had two children who at that time was also a child, and certainly requires a lot of money for their education. I also know they're not evil, but they just can't. To eat them just pasan, until finally umi nemuin me. And brought home this pesantren to be cared for and raised. After a few days, my aunt came here. They apologized, they also explained everything from beginning to end. They left me with abi and umi. With affectionate umi same abi raised me. Starting from walking, counting, reading, talking, teaching, praying, they also taught me about religion, about goodness. They often tell stories about Allah, about the Prophets, about heaven and hell and much more. They educated me like a real daughter" explained Dinda.

"Lo fitting baby given canned milk or.."

"Disusuin is the same" replied Dinda.

"Meaning Lo,, have never seen the faces of Lo's parents" asked Syifa, making Dinda shake weakly.

"Follow me yuk Din" Invite Lina by pulling Dinda's wrist.

"Tu look!" Lina said by pointing at the sky with star decorations coupled with moonlight. He made Dinda straight up her head towards the night sky.

"Gue is sure both of Lo's parents see Lo there again, they are smiling again see Lo who has grown up, see Lo who became a good and beautiful child. I'm sure they're proud of Lo" Lina said.

"The baby is there again, smiling again" he added.

Dinda looked at the sky with a sad look. "Where can I imagine them smiling at me, and I just don't know what their faces are. I never met them" Lirih Dinda. Her tears just fell. Of course he misses both of his biological parents.

Syifa pinched Lina's arm.

"What the hell" asked Lina quietly.

"How the hell Lo, I even make Dinda sad" Syifa glared at Lina.

"Well, how do I know, my intention is to entertain" Elak Lina.

Aisyah rubbed Dinda's tears slowly. Hugged him from the side.

"You are patient Din" whispered Aisyah.

•••••

Today Aisyah left earlier than before, because today she had to picket. Just after Aisyah finished carrying out the picket, the bell rang indicating everyone should gather to the school yard because the flag ceremony will be held soon, which is routine every Monday. Aisyah walked towards her desk, she opened the bag to pick up the hat. But his face turned frantic as the hat he was looking for was not in the bag.

"Oh, what hat...Don't take me, you can be punished with Missi me" he muttered by ransacking his bag. Aisha bit her lips. He just remembered that he had left in a hurry, as a result Aisyah forgot that today the flag ceremony.

"Lo didn't bring a shah hat?" Ask Syifa.

Aisyah shook her head weakly. "Let's go find every single table that's here. Who knows there is a nganggur hat" Usul Syifa made Aisyah immediately do what Syifa said. When all under the table he checked, Aisyah looked at Syifa with her limp face.

"Fa ain't there" Lirih Aisyah. His face suddenly turned pale. Aisyah walked limply towards Syifa who was waiting for her at the door.

"Yes already Shah, today it seems that Lo should be sincere to be punished with Miss Desi" Syifa said making Aisyah more limp.

"Yes, to the page. I want to start"

Aisyah nodded, then the two of them walked together towards the schoolyard. Aisyah chose the back row, which was sure to avoid Bu Desi.

"Ehem,,, ahem" Deheman someone from behind made Aisyah close her eyes tightly.

Huh, how about. His inner.

"Why don't you bring a hat?" Right now Aisyah was really worried, her body was trembling. What if he's hot-tempered for 2 hours? What if he faints? Who's gonna help him? Yes, for Aisha punishment was something very foreign to her.

Jleb

Aisyah opened her eyes. Shocked when he felt someone put a hat on his head.

"Later don't forget to come back in yes" Whisper someone from the side. Making Aisyah turn her head immediately, but that person was no longer there. Aisyah looked back, looking at a man casually walking without a hat. Aisha held the hat that was now on her head. Why was the hat given to Aisha? Why not wear it yourself? Does he have 2 hats? I don't know, but now Aisyah can breathe a sigh of relief, at least today she will not be faced with the sinister punishment of Miss Desi.

After about half an hour all the disciples were sunbathed on the hot sun, they finally cheered when the flag ceremony was over. And the line was dissolved, making them immediately scatter towards their respective classes. Fans, AC, became their target at this time. Just like what happened to Aisyah's class, everyone immediately turned on the fan and AC, clamoring to each other to get some fresh air. There are also those who choose to fan themselves with his book, there are also those who use a handheld mini fan that he brought from home.

A few minutes passed, Madam Mila came with a few books in her right hand.

"Assalamualaikum, good morning son"

"Greetings, morning ma'am"

"Today we repeat chapter 3" said Ms. Mila who made the class instantly become rowdy.

Lho Bu, he said next Sunday.

Oh ma'am, I haven't learned.

Oh ma'am, it's sudden.

Miss replay but can cheat yes.

Ma'am if my grades are bad, I'm responsible.

That's how they are, do not accept if there is an impromptu repetition like that.

"If you don't want to repeat, go ahead. But don't blame mom, lose the value of the Indonesian language terapot you guys it's 0" Threatened Bu Mila to make all students become silent.

"Today we repeat chapter 3, next week we repeat chapters 1,2 and 3"

Oh, you can't do that Dong Bu.

Mom, I'm thinking my mind isn't. I swear my brain wanted to explode told to keep learning.

Demo, demo and demo.

Ma'am, why do we keep doing that, ma'am.

"You're gonna have a midterm repeat soon, so mom needs extra grades. Don't talk much, I'll give you 10 minutes to learn"

This time they decided to open the book. It feels like to hold a demo though, it will not change Miss Mila's mind not to hold a replay.

A few minutes later...

"Come, the book is closed. Put ahead. Take one sheet of paper. We are starting to repeat" said Ms Mila, making all students return to protest.

Mom, new feeling 2 minutes deh I read the book, have been told just mengumpulin.

Mom, I read a book not yet one page...

Well, Madam Mila is not fair, though,,

Madam Mila, long time kayak Bu Desi deh.

"It's been 10 minutes, you think you can't be different if 2 minutes equals 10 minutes. Let's put the book in front." Said Ms. Mila but not liked by students, except Aisyah and Syifa. Who put the book on the teacher's desk. As for them, some continue to read books, some are even pretentious.

"Dava, quickly collect your friends' books. Put it ahead!!" Miss Mila's orders to Dava are none other than the class president. Yes as the class leader, he must do as instructed by the teacher. And when all the books had been gathered in front, Ms. Mila started writing about them on the blackboard.

"Let's give me 30 minutes to work" said Bu Mila making all the students gaping.

Loh Bu kok only 30 minutes, usually until the lesson time runs out.

Ma'am, it's not fair dong Bu

Wow this mother is beautiful like a fairy, but dear mother has no humanity

Okay deh okay, if my value is 0 mother responsibility.

Ma ga's mother is cool

They hit the table unclear. Not accepting of Ms Mila's decision.

"Have you guys no fuss, these are just 10 questions. And that learning at home can certainly be, the matter that you give is easy" explained Ms. Mila.

Different again with Aisyah, who did not want to waste her time to compile Bu Mila. He prefers to directly work on the problems that have been given.

A few minutes passed, Madam Mila looked at the clock on her wrist.

It's been 30 minutes. His inner.

"Let's have children, the time is up"

And again making all the disciples back babbling was unclear.

"Let's Dava collect the results immediately" ordered Miss Mila.

"Come, this is the book please take" said Bu Mila who has received the results of the repetition of all students. Ask all students to take their books collected in front of each one.

"Both children, because the mother has business so the second hour on Indonesian lessons is empty. Well today's meeting on Indonesian subjects I end, let's read hamdalah together"

"Alhamdulillahi robbil 'alamiin" replied all the disciples.

"Well don't forget to learn because next week we are back again replay yes, chapters 1,2 and 3. Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh"

"Waalaikum salam Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh" replied the student simultaneously. Ms. Mila left the class, making the whole class back like the atmosphere when there was in the market. They cheered, the annoyance that had been stirring in their hearts disappeared instantly.

"Aisha" Call Syifa.

"Yes"

"Temenin I go to the toilet yuk" Aisyah nodded. Then they walked out of class. Aisyah's steps came to a halt as her gaze pointed downwards. There are 4 men who are being punished for the flag salute in the middle of the field. One of them is Fariz. Occasionally he rubbed the sweat that poured on his body, making the sense of not being tucked away in the heart of aisyah. Whatever he should be punished should be him, not Fariz. Because the one who doesn't carry a hat is Aisha.

"Emm, you don't have to go to the toilet alone?"

"Emang why?"

Aisyah glanced downwards, making Syifa follow Aisha's line of sight. He smiled slanted.

"Yes yes already no papa, take care of your soul mate Lo" said Syifa Ngasal make Aisyah reflexively hit his arm.

Syifa chuckled "Assalamualaikum" Syifa said.

"Waalaikum salam" answered Aisha. Then he walked quickly to the cafeteria, to buy some water. After which, Aisyah ran towards the field.

"More.." He said by thrusting his drink, making Fariz's sight diverted.

"Lo does it here"

"This love is for Fariz, I know Fariz's brother is thirsty"

Fariz took the bottle. "Udah, Lo mengingan to class only, if Miss Desi clay Lo can be punished"

Aisyah sighed softly. "What should be punished is that I'm not a brother."

Fariz looked at Aisyah, making Aisyah lower her head. He opened the bottle, then gulped it down until half was left.

"Udah, sneak Lo into class. I don't want Missi to see you."

Aisyah was silent for a moment. "Thank you" he said softly and sincerely. Making Fariz immediately look back at Aisyah. The words spoken by Aisyah, did sound very sincere, to the point of unconsciously making both corners of Fariz's lips lifted. Forming a beautiful smile, which may be if the smile is given to another girl, will make the girl instantly hot cold. Not with Aisha.

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