Love Children Pesantren

Farewell

Dinda walked towards her house. There was something he wanted to talk to Abah about.

"I love Abah's daughter, Dinda."

Hearing that Dinda immediately stopped her steps. His intention to enter the house he held. His heart raced faster when he heard that sentence spoken by no one.

"Here, I want to convey to apply for Dinda when later I have completed my education bah."

"You sure?" Ask Abah.

"Related."

"That heart can change a fox by arriving. Don't rush to say and promise. In the future, no one will know. Again Abah asked. Are you really serious about your heart and words? Sure you can keep it?"

"I'm sure bah. With God's permission. In Shayah Allah..." Answer with confidence.

Abah sighed slowly. He stared at the face of the man sitting in front of him. Before long she smiled. "Wait for you to keep your promise here."

"Yes bah. Then I say goodbye. Assalamualaikum" he said by bowing his head and then greeting Abah's hand.

"Waalaikum salam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

Dinda was silent. I don't know what he has to say at the moment. His heart was beating fast. The temperature in his body was suddenly cold.

"Dina.."

Dinda was shocked. "Astaghfirullah's..." He muttered by stroking his chest in shock. He gulped his saliva strong. "Big-grandfather..." Call nervous.

"When have you been here? How come you're not in?"

"Eee ta-tadi, a me..." Dinda scratched her forehead wrongly.

"Din, are you holding everything?" Tanya Ilham made the dinda more wrong behavior in his making.

Inspiration smiles. "Are you ready later?!"

"Well...Ap-What?"

Inspiration is smiling more and more. "Din, I've never joked, never played, let alone about you and Abah."

"Wait for me yes. Wait for me to come to your house to justify you."

Dinda's feelings are getting less and less because it feels like hearing that.

"If you think, too much indeed. But this is proof that I'm serious, really serious." Ilham. "Today, I want to go home. I've been waiting for Abi there." Continue the inspiration by directing his head towards the pesantren page. "I'm pampering. Assalamualaikum."

"W-Wa Waalaikum greetings" replied Dinda.

Inspiration began to walk away. Dinda was holding her own chest with a nervous tremble. Feel every heartbeat. That fast did he say that? Likely that? Is he really sure?

"Sir...!!!" Call Dinda to make an Ilham step stop, then she turns around.

Dinda started walking quickly. "Dinda wait for sister's appointment. Dinda wait, brother fulfill brother's words." Dinda. He wanted to see, was Inspiration really serious? Or in a few more years, he'll just forget all his talk.

Ilham nodded. "Yes. Sure." He answered and walked away.

Dinda closed her eyes slowly. "O Allah, surely You are the Knower of what you do not know."

"Miss..."

The voice that sounded soothing to his heart made him immediately open his eyes and turn towards Abah. Yeah, he likes whatever it is about Abinya. His voice always makes his heart calm, his face is always soothing, he said always soft, and his behavior that Dinda always made as a role model for morals in a day.

Hearing Abah calling, Dinda walked over. "Yes bi?"

"Why are you there?"

Dinda shakes.

"There's no bi." The answer. "Abi, what was Ilham doing here?" Ask Dinda. Even though he already knows the truth. I don't know, but I just wanted to ask.

Abah smile. "Why indeed?"

"Bu-not what the hell bi."

"You hear Abi's talk with Inspiration?"

"Heh...N-Ndak kok bi." Reply Dinda evasive. If he is honest, how will he be.

"Here sit down first..." Abah said by inviting Dinda to sit in a rattan chair located in front of the house. "This Nduk..." Abah sighed slowly.

"All men do not have the same courage. Some are very brave, some are still afraid to dare. The highest level of courage among them is coming to the parents of the woman he loves, with good intentions and honest feelings. Not all men have the courage to do that. Some are brave but still hesitate to come, some must think for days. Because later when they come, the day is ready to accept the answer yes or no, must be ready to be accepted or even rejected." Abah. "They dare to come because of his love. Those who dare to come and are really ready are those who have a strong love, big and sturdy. But those who still hesitate to come, are those who still really do not love the woman. So because of his love, he has a strong determination to have. And the one who came the earliest to justify, was the one who was the most serious about the feeling in his heart."

"So max Abi..."

"We'll see..."

"But Abi..." Dinda kept silent hanging up her sentence.

"Hm?"

"Can you wait?"

"There's no need to wait, if he's serious, he'll come alone."

"Abi sure?"

"Yes. Confident because of God. For God will not disappoint his servant, because God has taken hold of our destiny, and because he knows it all. You're sure, right?"

Dinda nodded small. "Yes. Dinda sure"

•••••

2 Years passed so quickly. Not felt at all by them. Likes and sorrows all alternately come in their friendly relationships.

Exactly two days after the graduation, Aisyah was here. With sobbing holding back the happy cry as well as the day that erupted in him.

"Qul-A'uudzu bi robbinnaas" he said, then again sobbing with tears. "Malikin ill-fated.ilaahin ill-fated" Aisyah wiped away her tears. "Min syarril was waasil khonnaas"

"Alladzii yuwas wisu fii suduu rinnaas.minal jinnati..." Her tears are flowing again. "Wan. Shodaqallahul 'adziim..." After she finished her crying broke out. Her tears were unbearable. Aisyah immediately bowed in gratitude. As we know, Surah An Nas is the last surah in the Qur'an. So, when Aisyah read it in unseen bills, a sense of wonder and gratitude could not be contained in her.

So the crying still did not subside until tomorrow. Until the inscription 'Hafidzah 30 juz' was tucked real on his shoulder. The large banner 'MUNAQASYAH KUBRO TASMI' 30 JUZ' was plastered gallantly on the walls of the boarding hall. Together with some santriwan and santriwati, Aisyah stood in front of the many parents present.

I decided, one dream

I want to be a Hafidz Qur'an...

The song sounds compact they sing. With a slight movement to the right and to the left alternately.

I will survive, even if it is difficult to exhaust, though,

God gave me strength,

I dream of a pair of crowns

Give it in the Hereafter,

As a sign, that you are so much in love

I love you because of God, and,,,

..................

All day yesterday, I was pretending that I was okay

There is no burden I carry

There's nothing tired that I feel,

There is no suffering that I suffer, no,

There are no wounds I hide,

All day yesterday, instead I was crying and sad. But I chose to keep smiling and laughing. I asked myself to stay strong and patient. Against all the fatigue that makes me complain.

All day yesterday, I was the only one encouraging myself. With a sincere, subtle greeting that has thousands of meanings. To keep walking through many obstacles. To continue to stand firmly facing the impact of big waves.

Until I was still standing at this point, at which point God gave me a rainbow over my cloudy and rainy days yesterday. At the point where I really smile happily, no longer pretend. There is no doubt that God's destiny never disappoints.

Allah is All-Good.

...-aiyah-...

•••••

A few days later...

"Aaaa Lina.hiks hiks.emm" Rengek Syifa hugged her best friend tightly.

Lina gently rubbed Syifa's back. "Yes dong fa grimace..."

"You don't want to, but we have to be able to separate. We can't stay together forever, together. There are times when, we have to split up to live our own lives fa." Lina.

"Came..." Call Aisyah and hug Lina. Actually, she also wanted to cry. Not want to split up? Yes it must be. But yes this is life, if you feel the beauty of the meeting should also be able to feel the pain of separation. Aisyah let go of her embrace. Then followed by Dinda who hugged Lina.

"I'll go home first." Lina.

"Be careful on the road huh" Typal Aisyah made Lina nod.

"Lina..hiks hyks, who will be angry at me who? Later hiks.who will fight hix same me who aaaa...." Syifa has not yet accepted.

Lina simply fell silent with a knotty smile. "Just if we meet again, may you all succeed..."

"Aamiin"

"Gue go home first. Assalamualaikum..."

"Greetings waalaikum"

"Came..." Call Syifa. "It's for Lo." His words gave a piece of paper that folded into a rectangle. "Don't forget to read.hiks,"

Lina nodded and picked it up, she lifted the big bag she was carrying and started walking towards the car parked in the Pesantren courtyard. From the room they could only wave their hands.

Syifa's crying broke again. "Hheeee Da-Dah hiks...aaaaa" He hugged Aisha from the side. "Haaaaaaa Ais..tomorrow replace my hiks who go home heeemmm aaa hiks..."

From a distance Lina looked at her papa who was standing next to the car to wait for her. He kept walking closer. "This is papa bantuin..." He said he took over Lina's bag and put it in the trunk of the car.

As for Lina, she directly got into the car. There her tears flowed. Maybe he could stand it, tough ass. But not this time. As papa Lina entered the car, she looked at her daughter at a glance. Allowing him to cry.

Lina's gaze was immediately directed at the paper that was still in her hand. He just realized it. He opened it and read it. Meanwhile, the car began to walk out of the boarding gate.

LINENS...

Thanks for everything, you are so good. I will definitely miss the same Lo. Everything was. Angry Lo, attention Lo, good Lo, ferocious Lo. And most importantly Lo's attitude when we all remember in front of people. I know even though Lo judges, but the original is good. In fact, Lo often does not accept if we are ridiculed or treated improperly with people.

Lin,, the bracelet that I bought at that time is still a couplean right? It is used continuously, because it is a symbol of our friendship. Let Lo ga forget also me, Aisyah and Dinda when Lo already big even married. Said Aisyah, even if we split up our friendship will keep going. Our togetherness too. Through prayer. Everything will never disappear.

Dinda said, if there is no separation we will never be able to feel the beauty of prayer. So from far away we communicate, through prayer. Shrimp first yes...Bye

NB. Huwaa linaa I still don't want to know, I'm smart enough to write the letter. Huwaa...

Syifa wrote and drew a crying emot at the end of her letter. Reading the letter, Lina immediately looked at the bracelet she was still wearing. Two years ago, Syifa bought this. When they were in tenth grade.

"No, first a new acquaintance. Now it's separated.." Lina muttered softly and then gave a smile.

•••••

20.53

Dinda looked at Syifa who had been crying for a long time. "Fa, dong cried..." Said Dinda calming.

"Hiks is that..."

"Why do you still cry?"

"Hiks, you don't know."

"Aren't tired of his eyes crying?"

"Yes, hiks, I'm tired. Hiks, but can't stop hyks..gimana dong? Sampe hix my nose tire hiks tet..." Reply Syifa by wiping the snot on her nose.

Aisyah looked at Syifa at a glance, then resumed cleaning all her clothes. "Rest aja fa, let tomorrow no sauces the time of the journey home."

"My eye hiks.perih.ga can sleep hyks,"

Aisyah closed her bag when all her clothes had been put in. He walked over and sat down beside Syifa. "Fa, sad may be but don't overdo it..."

"No more hixes.but I want to cry hyks just bring the hyx.." Elak. "Tonight's a hix, the first time a hiks yes Lina does not want to sleep here with us. Tomorrow replace our hicks who don't sleep in the hix here.."

Syifa let out a long sigh neutralizing her breath that was still choked. He glanced at Aisyah and Dinda's hands in turn. "Bracelet from me hiks..still you wear...?"

Aisyah slightly folded her sleeves. "Still.." He said by showing the bracelet used on his wrist.

"Hiks...Lo Din?"

Dinda speechless.

"I'm a simple fa, afraid of being lost."

"But still?"

"Yes. It's still."

"Just don't keep the bracelet missing. Because I bought it just for your hyks doang. So let's not forget about each other."

•••••

09.02

The three of them hugged each other. "Din, let's go first..." Pamit Aisha.

Dinda nodded. "Hey heart on the way..." Dinda answered withholding her tears. Of course he's very sad. They are like brothers to him.

"Gue go first yeah..." Syifa said with her raucous voice.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Assynogaic"

"Greetings waalaikum"

"Assalamualaikum" This time Ayesha said hello.

"Waalaikum salam" answered Dinda and held tightly Aisha's hand. They both look at each other. "It's good you guys are there."

"Yes"

"Da-Dah Dinda" Syifa waved her hand with a smile. She can't cry anymore.

The two of them directly exited the room and walked to the pesantren courtyard. "Dad, actually I want to cry"

"Yes, it's fa, it's crying, it's not papa."

"But it can't. My tears are over." The answer. "Heeeee I want to cry!!"

"Syifa, let's go." Said father.

Syifa nodded.

"Yes pa. Well, I went home first."

"Yes. Take care."

Syifa gave a small nod and walked into her car along with her parents.

The car began to run slowly, coinciding with it opening the car window. Syifa turned her head out of the car. "SAIAH...SEE YOU LATER, DA DAH... I LOVE YOU!" He waved his hand again.

The same thing Aisyah did to return Syifa's hand with a smile. After the car completely disappeared from his sight, Aisyah fell silent. He set his sights. The gates, gardens, pesantren courtyards, buildings and mosques visible from his body stand today. Will he be able to come here again? With the same atmosphere and circumstances.

"Dad..." He turned to the source of the voice. His ashes with white skull came and stroked his head.

"Where are you from?"

"Same by Mr. Kyai"

Aisyah mangosteen mangosteen.

"Yes, if so, we go home. Where's the bag... Let Abi bring it."

Aisyah handed over the big bag she was carrying. "What's up bi?"

"So Abi ordered a taxi online. And waiting outside. Yuk.." - Yuk..."

"Yes." Yeah."

They both walked together. "Please sir..." Said the security guard by giving a glimmer of his polite smile which was also replied by Abi.

The two of them went straight out of the gate, making Mr. Dadang again close the gate. With a heavy sigh Aisyah looked back at the pesantren environment.

"Come Ais..enter." Aisyah. Her ashes were on the passenger bench.

"Yes Abi." Answer by entering the car. From the car window, he continued to look towards a place that had been three years this became his place to study.

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