Love Children Pesantren

Go home

The next day...

Syifa sat in the library waiting for Reyhan. At recess, she had asked Reyhan to meet her at the library after school.

After a long wait, Reyhan finally came to enter the library.

"Sister!! Here...." Shouted Syifa by waving her hand.

Reyhan walked casually toward Syifa with his left hand stuffed into his trouser pocket and his right hand holding the backpack of his bag which he sipped on his shoulder.

"Sit brother..."

Reyhan sat in front of Syifa, only the table was the barrier between them. "What's up?" Ask Reyhan.

Syifa smiled sweetly. "It's for brother..." Syifa handed out a box with blue wrapping paper.

Reyhan looked at Syifa. "Today's my birthday, right? Today is December 17."

"Kok Lo know?"

"Yes know it. Kan was once told the same brother Iqbal" replied Syifa. "Sister, this Syifa loves gifts to sister in order to give gifts, not in order to celebrate birthdays. Because the word dinda, if we love a gift in order to celebrate the birthday is not allowed." Syifa again.

"Sir, open dong!!" Pinta Syifa's.

Reyhan nodded small. He casually opened the gift paper that wrapped the contents of the gift. Reyhan furrowed his brows, staring at the gift Syifa had given him.

"Plane toy?" Reyhan asked with a gaze that was still focused on the toy plane with the inscription 'Garuda Indonesia' and a red and white flag attached to the side.

Syifa nodded. "Yes"

"Make what?"

"Actually Syifa was confused about what gift to sister, but Syifa inget right if the mind of the brother wants to be a pilot. Yes Syifa bought a toy plane" he explained. "Syifa can only buy it, brother, can't buy a real plane, because Syifa doesn't have that much money. Even if Syifa can afford to buy, where will the plane be put? The mess is big!! The school field is not enough to park one plane."

"This will be a display later. Maybe if you someday again in the mengen give up phase, you can see this toy plane to raise your spirit again to achieve what you aspire to" Syifa added.

Reyhan fell silent, then nodded in understanding. "Oi yes brother, one more. This is for Rey too..." Syifa said by returning a book. "Don't forget to read it!!"

Reyhan scrunched his forehead. "1001 Gombalan Receh" he muttered by reading the large text on the front cover of the book.

"This is for me?" Reyhan asked. It was a bit strange for him that he had to read a book about reckless fighting like this. Make what? Going to read a book that will probably add to his insight.

Syifa grinned without sin. "Yes that's for my sister. Let once was a dreadful big brother, would be funny. Let's get a galliin..." Syifa smiled embarrassedly again. "Gombalin Syifa hahahaha..."

"That's simple, brother. Later can be read in free time" continued Syifa.

Reyhan stared at the two items he had just received from the syifa. "Sister..."

"Hm?!"

"Non't you just diem? Don't you like the same gifts Syifa loves?"

Reyhan. "Thank you, love this for me"

"It's the same"

"If that's what I'm going to be"

"Well, it's only coming, here in a minute, brother"

"Gue still has business" Reyhan replied by standing up making Syifa instantly become sullen.

"Don't pout that..." Reyhan

"Wild, Syifa wants her to frown!!" Syifa replied by turning her attention to the floor.

Reyhan looked at Syifa with a faint smile. That girl, her behavior is still eleven twelve with a small child. "Assalamualaikum" Reyhan said.

"Greetings waalaikum"

Reyhan stepped up, but looked back. Staring at Syifa who was still pouting did not care about her.

"Fa, whatever you like, I like." Reyhan.

•••••

After one week more undergoing the exam, the report has also been distributed, now is the time later by all the people who are members of the school environment for a long holiday at the end of the semester. For those who stay in pesantren, there are those who return home each there are also those who choose to spend their vacation time to stay in pesantren, live their day as usual.

"What??"

"But Lina doesn't want a reward..." Lina spoke to the person behind the phone. Because the holiday has arrived, then the mobile phone of the students will be shared with their respective owners.

"Denger ya baby, papa really can't pick you up. You please understand the state of papa huh Lin" The voice of a man behind the phone was heard speaking softly to Lina.

"But Lina doesn't want to go home with Iqbal pah. Then Lina went back to Surabaya alone!"

"Don't baby!! You are a woman, if it happens, what are you like? After all, you never get on the bus, if you are confused about how later... You are horrified what papa said, ready now, baby... Later before one o'clock in the afternoon you have to arrive at the terminal okay?"

Hearing her papa who was so sure wanted her to go home with Iqbal, made Lina could only sigh resignedly. "Well, if that's what you want, papa. Yes, yes, pa, Assalamualaikum"

"Greetings waalaikum"

Lina hung up her phone with annoyance. It was so bad to go home with the lion. "So, when's Lin coming home?" Ask Dinda.

"Later before one o'clock in order to get to the terminal" replied Lina. "It's so hard to know, time has to be the same Iqbal"

"Lo was told to go home with Iqbal?" Ask Syifa.

"Yes. Because papa can't pick me up, I'm still banned from going home alone"

"Why can't you pick me up?" Ask Syifa.

"She said papa had a job out of town, he couldn't pick her up" Lina looked at Dinda. "Emang ga papa ya Din, Go home together Iqbal?"

Dinda speechless. "If I think it's not papa, because you both came home not because of your own wishes but orders from your father. After all, right you two go home also do not have the intention to do miserably right? The maximum so that you can both continue along the way. The important thing is to keep the distance, keep the view, not to touch the same that is not mahram"

"So you're papa?"

"Ga papa's. The origin of his intentions should not be mistaken"

"Again yes Lin, as strong as any Lo persuad bokap Lo to not ask you to go home with brother Iqbal sure bokap Lo tetep ga want. He insisted on sending you home with Iqbal. You see, the reason why Lo is worried about Lo, if Lo goes home with Iqbal must bokap Lo feel calmer, because the only child of this puppet there is a guard" Sahut Syifa. "Udah is Lin, don't go over it. I'm sure you don't have any intentions, he's just worried about Lo!"

"If Lo fa? When are you going home?" Lina asked with herself who was busy folding clothes and put them in a big bag.

"Mama said he'd be picked up tonight"

"Cock malem malem?"

Syifa pressed her shoulders. "Ga knows" answered Syifa briefly. "Oh yeah, Aisyah has not been home yet?" Ask Syifa. Aisyah has been home early since this morning.

"Ear as well" Reply Lina.

Shortly after that the voice of the Dzuhur Adhan sounded loud, making everything immediately rushed to the mosque. After she finished praying, Lina quickly cleaned all her clothes and put them in a bag. After that, he prepared to leave.

"Gue first yes, din, fa..."

"Yes heart" answered dinda.

"Assalamualaikum" Lina said.

"Greetings waalaikum"

Lina then went out of the room with the big bag she was carrying also carrying a small sling bag that she had placed on her right shoulder. With the slight difficulty of carrying a large bag, Lina walked towards the pesantren gate. Earlier, when he finished praying, he had asked permission first to Bu nyai to go straight home.

Iqbal was also seen standing outside the pesantren gate with a position behind him. "Sir..please open the gate" Pinta Lina asked for help.

Mr. Maman nodded. With a slight run he stepped towards the gate then opened it. "Please neng..."

"Yes sir, thank you"

"Same as neng"

"Room..." Call Lina when she reaches beside Iqbal, making the man turn his head.

Iqbal stared at the big bag Lina was now putting down. "Why bring a big bag like that?" Ask her.

"Emang why?"

"Lo it's like people want to move tau ga, we're just a holiday while doang"

"Ih..whatever I dong! My clothes, why Lo who sewot" Reply Lina does not want to be blamed.

Iqbal turned his eyes back to the phone he had in his hand. "Why what?" Ask Lina.

"Online taxi agent"

"Whoever, just use angkot!"

"Honey alone, hot gini in told to ride the angkot"

"Udah just ride angkot, the cost is less! Save a little cake to be a person"

Lina turned to the left right of the road, making sure that there were angkots passing by during the day like this. After a few minutes of waiting..

"Where's the angkot? No one's passing by!"

"Wait a moment"

Iqbal small squeaks. "This is if you miss the bus!"

"Well that's what!!" Lina said pointing at the angkot that was speeding from the west, Lina quickly swung her hand towards the front, making the angkot instantly stop.

Both of them took the public transportation one by one. "It's so complicated!" Said Iqbal looking at Lina who was having trouble carrying her bag.

"Help the cake, this weight.."

"Bring it yourself. Bring that big bag!"

After the two of them sat down, the angkot began to slowly walk forward. Iqbal glanced at a grandfather who was carrying his cock. "Grandfather, aren't you afraid that the chicken is sticking out here?" Tanya iqbal but not hounded by the grandfather. "Grandfather, later if the chicken tai grandfather falls in this angkot, grandfather can be asked for responsibility Ihoh make..."

"Diem Lo bal...!!" Whisper Lina. "Udah ordinary people take a cock up an angkot!!" Lina said again. Iqbal just adheres to what Lina says. After a few minutes the angkot stopped pulled over on the side of the road, lowering the grandfather who carried the chicken, after that drove back away.

Iqbal let out a long sigh by wagging his collar. "What a big oath!" Mumbled.

"Sir, tomorrow this is angkot in the AC plug yes, let the passengers not rage" said iqbal.

"Bal, there will be a natural AC," Lina said, staring at the door that opened before her with air coming in. "Ngapain ask in pairs AC, want Lo love his father's capital?"

"Diem Lo Lin!"

Lina exhaled a rough breath. "Lo the diem!! From earlier ngoceh Mulu..."

After a few minutes of travel, they finally reached the terminal. Without further ado, Iqbal immediately bought tickets for him and Lina from Semarang-Surabaya. They boarded the bus, but before that Iqbal picked up Lina's big bag to put in the trunk of the bus. "Well, did you sit next to me?" Ask Lina nyolot.

"Why?"

"Then find another chair there..."

"Diem can't Lo?! What will be sitting next to Lo Copet? Wanna?" Tanya iqbal made Lina speechless by turning her gaze towards the window.

Iqbal immediately sat beside Lina, waiting for the departure of the bus and other passengers to enter, Iqbal chose to focus on his phone. At about one o'clock in the afternoon, the bus starts to depart from the terminal. The chair that was filled by several people is now fully filled. Along the way no one opened their voices, both focusing on their own world.

The bus stopped right at the gas station out of which area it was. Make all passengers go down directly to pray ashar or just urinate in the toilet SPBU. Iqbal turned his head towards Lina who turned out to be sound asleep.

"Woy Lin, get up..." Iqbal said, but the girl did not give him a response. "LINA... WAKE WOY!!" Her scream near Lina's ears made her smile when she saw lina waking up by covering next to her ears.

"Oh, you can't if you don't scream!" Mumbled Lina listlessly.

"Let's get off! Ashar is not yet?!"

Lina rubbed her eyes muttering, lethargicly standing up and straight down towards the mushola. After taking ablution Lina immediately put on the mukena that she brought and perform the ashar prayer. After finishing, Lina again tidied up her appearance and sat on the terrace of the mosque by waiting for Iqbal finished praying. A few seconds passed, Iqbal sat down near Lina. "Well eat?"

"Not yet" Lina replied.

"Yes I have bought a snack first" replied Iqbal who immediately stood up and walked towards the mini market. Because this one gas station, in addition to being equipped with a mushola and toilet are also equipped with a mini market. After a few minutes in the mini market, Iqbal walked back to sit next to Lina.

"More..." He said by thrusting a bag of plastic full of snacks.

"That's a lot!"

"Uda eat it"

"LET'S ALL YOK, GET BACK ON THE BUS!!" The shout of someone made the passengers in droves into the bus and sit in their respective seats. Lina and Iqbal are no exception.

After the bus runs, Lina just opened her snack snack and ate it by enjoying the view of the busy highway by passing vehicles. He couldn't wait to go home.

Iqbal took the plastic bag Lina was holding. Then take a bottle of drinks and snacks, enjoy it casually. As with the previous trip, this time around there was also no one to open their voice. They can just shut each other down.

From what had once been a yellowish sun, it slowly turned into a tinge of orange to a merry red that painted beautifully in the sky of the city today. And the longer the position of the king this day was replaced by the queen of the night. The dim lights of vehicles look beautiful, city lights and other lights that come from the homes of residents make the atmosphere of the city so alive by the bright light created.

Not felt after passing about 8 hours less travel finally they have arrived at the terminal Surabaya, making passengers immediately go down with their goods. Iqbal picked up Lina's big bag that was in the trunk of the bus.

"This is Lo's bag..."

"Bawain dong, I'm a laper. Don't have this energy" Pinta Lina.

"No no! It's delicious, so spoiled Lo!" Answer Iqbal directly. "Gue wants to find a toilet first. Assalamualaikum"

"Waalaikum greetings" replied Lina.

Lina looked at Iqbal annoyed, she then looked at his stomach that felt rumbling. Lina circulated her gaze, even though it was 9 pm but the atmosphere of the terminal in this big city still felt crowded. With a slight objection Lina carried her bag and walked over to look for food.

His gaze swept around the terminal. He immediately walked towards the cart merchant who seemed to sell food such as hotdogs, kebabs, burgers and others.

"Sir..."

"Yes neng?"

"I'm pesen hotdog one ya"

"Jumbo or the usual neng"

"Jumbo dong sir, am I again laper" Reply Lina.

"Yes, wait a minute. Please sit down first"

Lina nodded.

He then sat in a chair near the cart which seemed to have been provided by the father of the seller. While waiting for her order so, Lina chose to play mobile phone. For a few seconds, he did not realize that Iqbal had walked up to him after Iqbal had felt confused because Lina was not there at first.

"Neng, do you want something spicy or not?" Ask the seller again.

"Soaked sir. Saos tomato in lotin, same love the yellow sauce,,, what's the name?" Lina remained silent. "Murthad?"

"Heh Lin!" Lina jumped in shock by raising her head, looking at Iqbal who was already standing in front of her.

Lina stands. "What?"

"Lo want to apostatize?" Iqbal asked seriously in a tone of disbelief.

Lina frowned. "Who would want to apostatize?"

"Lo!!! Why would you want to change religion all ha? This religion that you have is real"

"Who wants to convert try?" Ask Lina.

"Yes Lo lah. You said apostat!!"

"Gue just said saos!!"

"I mean mustard sauce?" Ask the seller.

"Well, that's what mustard means" Lina said.

"Why did you say apostate?" Ask Iqbal.

"I forgot his name"

Iqbal breathed a rough breath. "You're eating a change of religion!!"

"Who wants to convert anyway?!!" Lina asked nyolot at once annoyed.

"It's neng..." Said the father by thrusting the finished hotdog.

"Thank you sir.. Here's the money, the change take it" said Lina by offering blue money.

"Thank you neng"

"Same sir" replied Lina by sitting back in the chair and eating her hotdog with pleasure.

Lina glanced towards Iqbal. "You??" Bargainly.

"No!!" Ketus Iqbal's.

"IQBAAL..." Both of them looked back. A man in a neat black suit walked towards them.

"Pa..." Iqbal said by shaking his papa's hand.

Lina stands. "Of Hary..." Sapa Lina's.

"Lina, you'll come home the same. Papa you are out of town"

"Yes" answered Lina according to. Indeed, Lina's father and Iqbal's father were arguably quite close because they were business partners since Lina and Iqbal were still in elementary school. It's just that their children who always seem to not get along.

"This is his bag so that om who brought ya..."

"Eh, don't om!"

"No papa let it go"

"Don't om, Lina is the one who brought it" Sergeh Lina didn't want to bother.

Hary fell silent with a glance at Iqbal. "Yes, let Iqbal bring it"

Lina smiled. "Yes" he answered, making Iqbal glare. "Bal, bring the bag..." Lina's orders.

Iqbal just clucked bitterly at Lina annoyed, while Lina was busy finishing her hotdog as quickly as possible. The three of them immediately walked towards Hary's car. After everything entered, the car slowly drove across the city streets.

After about 15 minutes of travel, the white luxury car stopped right in front of Lina's mansion. "Thank you, o'm, I want to do it"

"It's the same"

"Lina said yes first. Assalamualaikum"

"Waalaikum salam" replied Hary.

Lina immediately got out of the car by not forgetting to also carry her big bag. "Thank you again!!" Lina said from the front of her house.

Hary just nodded with a smile, then he drove back to his car. Only Iqbal and his father remain. Suddenly the atmosphere between them changed, unlike earlier that Hary kept on inviting Lina to speak. Now no one spoke up to make the atmosphere quiet. Only the sound of busy vehicles passing by became a voice of silence between them.

"Pa..." Call Iqbal in a cold tone.

"Hm"

"Where is my relationship with my mom?" Ask Iqbal.

•••••

In addition, Syifa had also been picked up by her mother since seven o'clock last night. Syifa circulated her gaze staring at the streets. "Ma..." Call Syifa.

Gracefully, Syifa's mother looked over. "Yes baby?"

"Where are we going? This isn't the way to Jogja, is it?"

"Dear, we're not going home. We're going to Jakarta" Anggun Anggun.

"Well?"

"And three months ago papa moved to work in Jakarta, so this holiday mom wants you to make it there. Let's see papa."

Hearing his mother's answer made Syifa smile happily. "iiihhh mama know that Syifa is equally poor"

"Mom, you know what?"

"No!"

"she hasn't told me yet"

"What do you want to tell your mom?" Ask Gracefully.

"Syifa likes someone again"

"Oh yeah? How tumben you like someone, usually if you are again shot by a guy you refuse. He said he didn't want love like that?..."

"Emmm this one is different in the eyes of Syifa ma. His name is brother Reyhan, he's a syifa. The person is pinter, multitalent, handsome, good even sometimes indifferent. But Reyhan's brother became a school idol, on the same assault girls." Syifa's Story.

"Continue?"

"Yes, keep..." Syifa. "Yes, Syifa continues. So all this time Syifa pursues Reyhan's brother in order to be able to Deket, do not know it. Though Syifa is not the type of person who likes to pursue kayak like that" he said again.

Gracefully smiled. "That's called love..." The reply. "Your father told me earlier, my mother wanted the past of my mother as well papa you know ga."

"Mama used to be chasing your papa"

Syifa brought herself closer to grace. "Oi ya ma?"

"Yes. It used to be, just like the one you like. Papa, being a school idol, the difference is that your papa likes to skip school, be late for school, break school rules so teacher is often upset with you. But even so, papa you still want to be the target of school girls. Including my mom"

Syifa smiled. "Continue?"

"Until finally papa you also fall in love with mama, love dies instead. Eat it until now papa you're still mama's husband..."

"That means Syifa can dong be Reyhan's wife?"

Graceful little laugh. "Can if you are a soul mate. If you are not a soul mate, it can not be forced" he said again.

"Doain ya mah, hopefully a soul mate. Let Reyhan's brother be your daughter-in-law.." Pinta Syifa's. "He said that the mother's prayer worked. So who knows, mama's prayer will be obnoxied" continued Syifa makes graceful laugh again.

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