Love Flips At The End of the Season

CBDM2X. 13

"Taraa." Fatim came out with a wide hijab in a dress of gamis given by umi Maryam in her bag, she looks very graceful and complete with socks given by Zahra.

"Good God, you are so beautiful and awun ukh .. uh Fatim," praised Zahra who was embraced by other friends.

"Not to be praised, I'll be arrogant." Kill Fatim who does not want to make his new friend feel inferior.

"We let's go." Fatim walked towards the door.

All were seen to follow Fatim's steps towards exiting the dormitory. Because they did not want to be late Fatim deliberately did not care about their words.

The hall was already crowded, there seemed to be some girls who looked more senior standing in front by holding a mic.

All were silent waiting for the announcement to be delivered by the ustazah, as Zahra and friends called it.

"Zahra, what's his ustazah saying? I don't understand" Fatim whispered in Zahra's ear.

"Kata ustazah tomorrow there will be an art performance and a special competition for students, and the competition per dormitory. I don't think our dorm will come." Zahra's face had already bent.

"Why?" ask Fatim again.

Zahra did not have time to answer it turns out that the voice of ustazah first echoed, scolding them in Arabic that does not appreciate people speaking. Zahra was silent and apologized while Fatim looked ordinary, because he did not understand.

Seeing that of course his waste became a little emotional, he thought Fatim deliberately wanted to go against his orders. He did not know that Fatim was the new santri for the next few days.

All ustazah have not been informed by Abi Rahmat about Fatim. Loudly the sound of ustazah echoing filled the hall. He pointed at Fatim to immediately come forward.

Fatim still did not understand, Zahra who was beside him whispered something into his ear then he understood. Fatim quickly moved forward.

Ustazah scolded him in Arabic, Rukhyah cs already holding back laughter seeing Fatim who looked clueless.

"It turns out his face is not as smart as his brain," led Rukhyah accompanied by laughter Arimbi and others.

"So you don't have to fear being rivaled by him, Khayah. You know for yourself, don't you know if Abas likes a girl who is smart and fluent in Arabic." Arimbi chimed in with a cynical smile looking towards Fatim.

The hall looked silent. Ustazah was really upset by Fatim. Finally the girl seeks to memoerintroduce herself to the ustazah, she does not want this misunderstanding to continue which will ruin the relationship that has not been established.

"Sorry, Zah. I'm new here today, and I don't speak Arabic yet. So ... It's not my intention to ignore your call. It is likely that I am here also not long, a range of one week or ten days only," explained Fatim who made the Ustazah Maysarah speechless.

He stared at Fatim, the sweet girl. It looked very polite unlike in his mind. He approached Fatim.

"I'm sorry, because I didn't know you were new. Are you the one that the sisters talked about this morning?" Ustazah Maysarah smiled.

"It looks like it is, Zah. I also apologize for not having had time to get acquainted with ustazah here." Fatim was polite.

"Alright, you can go to your place. Just ask what Zahra said to Zahra." Ustazah patted Fatim's shoulder gently.

Rukhyah cs looked cynically at Fatim and Zahra, which Fatim did not understand. He did not expect in the cottage there are still santri who have such properties.

According to what he knew that beautiful children should have good character and noble, do they not realize why parents send them here with what goals and expectations?

After sitting back with Zahra and his friends, the voice of the ustazah recounted his lomb network.

When all was finished disbanded, Fatim's entourage immediately came out and they were in a position with Rukhyah's entourage.

"I'm sure that dormitory eight will not dare to perform, since long ago everyone knew if they were below average children." Rukhyah passed while shaking her hijab intentionally.

Hearing that of course made Zahra furious. He was about to hit Rukhyah let him know his sense of sadness was underestimated. However, Fatim quickly prevented it.

Sure enough Fatim's words were very efficacious, Zahra dampened his steps and lowered his head. He never thought that far.

"Sure it, Tim. It reminds me." Zahra was embarrassed.

"We're back at the dorm! Hold on, assy." Fatim brought their new friend.

*****

Dorm Eight ....

Fatim sat waiting for his turn to take a bath, an opportunity he used to acquaint himself with other friends. There was Nur, Mira, Nisa, Sari, Qori, Mila, Asha, Rania and Hanin. Coupled with Zahra were quite ten people, and Fatim was the eleventh bonus.

Fatim invited them to discuss the annual race activities after the asar prayer. Routine activities are carried out every year by the cottage.

Still inside the mosque, all the santriwati have returned to the dormitory except for Fatim's entourage.

"We're talking about it now, yes" asked Fatim, opening the conversation.

"Don't be here, Tim. It's not good to be heard by others" whispered Nisa softly.

"That bill, Nis," said Mira.

"We'll talk about it in the room, but you guys first. I still want to go to the toilet first, innate nature does not nahan." Fatim deliberately throttled his face to look funny, so as to repel the turmoil of his friends.

Surely all feel comforted by the existence of Fatim, besides that they also feel appreciated. Although their faces were ordinary but the girl was willing to accept them as they were.

From a distance Abas watched his wife, not seeing taut sad, disappointed, or frightened there.The face was always beaming as usual. Seeing his wife heading to the toilet, he rushed to sneak there.

Patiently he waited on the wall beside the toilet, after seeing his wife come out quickly he pulled her hand which made the girl suffocate in shock.

Fortunately, Fatim has not issued his mainstay of dings pillow bolsters. If she does, then the story of her husband ends.

"Don't you Pop, why play all the pull? He said he couldn't find. Well this is." Fatim pointed at himself and his husband.

"I miss, don't you miss?"

Abaz opened his eyes to seek the truth in the eyes of his beloved.

"No, why?"

Fatim put on a face that made Abas feel upset.

"Are you really, Deck?" abas asked to be sure.

"Yes, Brother. I really miss you .. I really miss you a lot." Fatim smiled while kissing her husband's cheek then ran away leaving her with a flushed face and a pounding heart.

Abas' mind flew to the imaginary realm, and when he realized he was confused it turned out that his lover had been lost in the dormitory princess.

Oh my God, my heresy really made my nervousness and my longing grow, wanting to feel like I was with you longer, but baby now we're in the cabin. I'll try to hold it in for you and for me.

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