Love for Faith
Adorable An Ikhsan
The sound of the chanting of the holy verse of the Qur’an recited by Ikhsan made everyone present in the field amazed. How not, Ikhsan chanted it with a beautiful and melodious voice. The dozens of pairs of female disciples looked at the man with amazed looks. Likewise with the department, teachers, and school staff. Everything was silent, washed away in every holy verse that was being chanted. Peace slips in every heart of man who is looking at it.
Every Friday’at morning, before the start of learning, in SMAN 6 is always held a spiritual routine activity filled by the Islamic Youth Dynamics (DRI) and Hikmatul Iman (HI), known as Jumroh aka spiritual Friday. In addition to filled with the reading of holy verses of the Quran, this activity is also filled with cultum (seven-minute lecture) aka tausyiah delivered by Mr. Sajidin, as a religious teacher in this school.
“Keren, Man, brother loe's voice. His fans will be more and more like.” Gilang whispered to Faith who was sitting right behind him without turning her head in the direction of her best friend. Indeed, these two thick buddies are inseparable. Everywhere always two and close. Including in terms of lines, Faith is always a line in front of Gilang, and vice versa. “Soak loe it multitalented, Man. Does he think he can? Basketball is good too. His brain is brilliant too. Brother Loe is worthy of idolatry. Loe look, Man. Girls there on a pair of looks mupeng same brother loe. Good thing it didn't come out of their mouths.” The guy still speaks in a whispering tone, for fear of being caught does not listen. Shame, ‘kan if you have to be told to go forward.
“Elo was invited to speak only, anyway, Man. Sirik huh? Salah loe himself brother and sister far away, like the earth the same sky. Don't be elo mah pick up kali.” Gilang keep percussing. Her net still looked towards the girls who were staring fixedly in admiration at Ikhsan.
The middle split hair guy laughed at the behavior of the female students who seemed to lose consciousness, hypnotized by the charm of Ikhsan. Shortly thereafter, his gaze turned toward Faith. “Heu, Ibro. Pantesan loe from earlier no sound, it turns out abis battery. Awake, Man. Gebetan elo blur tuh see loe drooling.”
Gilang's clap at the feet of Faith, managed to make his friend open both eyes. Faith moves the hand upwards to ward off pain. As he linked the two fingers and bent them, there was the sound of his fingers cracking. Before long, the man yawned and rubbed his eyes many times.
“Loe still bothers me. Five minutes to wake me up. Beautiful story I have not been spelled.” Faith swerved toward Gilang, upset.
“What dream loe?” Gilang put his ears close to the face of Faith. Looks like a cute guy who looks curious, wants to listen to his best friend's story.
“Gue was the dream of a marriage contract with Selena Gomez. I have read ijab kabul smoothly, who was present also said it was legitimate. Uh, turn to want to pin the ring on the ring finger doi, elo keburu ngebangunin. Sebel me.” Faith shakes the head of her best friend.
“Hahaha, elo in the dream also keep halu ya. What matters is legitimate. Lagian elo kayak syaiton nirojim. Brother Loe again solemnly read the quran, elo even delicious outing to the subconscious. Yeah, let's keep you up, you look that way. There is a creation of God that is so perfect and pleasing to the eye.” Gilang directs his index finger to two girls who are in the middle row of class X. They looked serious looking ahead.
The thump in the chest of Faith was immediately present when he looked at the beautiful-eyed girl. Every now and then the smile of the beautiful girl grew when talking to the girl next to her. A perfect smile, adding to his face.
“It ..., that's my badass girl, ‘kan?” Faith widened her eyes trying to see clearly the woman's face. “Keren, he's more down than my imaginary wife.”
“Fantasy wife?”
“Selena Gomez's. Ah, elo mah, even though she's a woman. No, no, so I don't know. I will know ya. A few minutes ago I got married.”
“Halu loe don't altitude, Man. Entar elo is considered crazy.” Now, Gilang's turn to shake his friend in return that Faith had done to him earlier. “Eh, who is next to Gebetan loe is cute as well, looks sweet-natured. That's my candidate yes.”
“Sohing loe deh. Not necessarily also he wants elo.”
“Don't do it dong. That's all right by the way. Mr. Sajidin also said the same as prayer.”
“Iya, yes. Excuse me. If so, we pedekate it together. I think they both are just like us, Lang.”
“Siip, cakeep.”
Both men did tos. Along with that someone from behind poked the shoulders of the two.
“Aaan anyway? Wear makeup all. If you want to meet later at break time. Instead of disturbing people, mending the horror of the lecture tuh,” said Gilang without turning his face towards the person who poked his shoulder just now, because Bu Lita was directing a sharp gaze towards him.
“Know people, just interrupt. Well this, Lang syaiton it,” said Iman while still directing the view to the front of the field. It appears that Mr. Sajidin is delivering tausyiah. Faith felt her shoulders poked back. “Aduh, stop--stop-stop. Amused to know.” Faith brushed off the arm that was on her shoulder just now. Faith did not dare to turn her face, because she was confined to the gaze of Bu Lita.
“Faith, Gilang, let's continue gossiping in front. You've been watching what you've done. Come on ahead please. Sometimes the center of attention is good, kayak artist again gig.”
The sound of whispers in the ears of both of them, making them compactly look back. How surprised the best friend duo, it turns out that the one who poked their shoulders from earlier was Mr. Sasongko. He stood behind them with his waist. Before long, the BP teacher told Iman and Gilang to come forward with a movement of his hand while displaying a mysterious smile.
The two friends got up from their seats, stepped foot forward towards the front of the field. Damnit. They should continue to stand until the lecture is over. A few pairs of eyes started to glance towards them and those smiles laughed.
“My seal, feet start tingling,” complained Gilang half whispered.
“Yes, same, Lang. Pray, hopefully Pak Sajidin's talk is not along the Nile.” Faith glances towards the ranks of class XII. There, the brother shook his head. Faith is falling, ashamed. I'm sorry, Brother. I always put you to shame. I can't be as good as Elo. Faith went along, her eyes getting lower. Embarrassed.
***
The sound of the bell sign of rest time suddenly sounded loud throughout the school. The students left their classes and headed to the school cafeteria located behind the library.
Gilang and Iman also follow in the footsteps of his friends to step foot following the will of their stomachs that have been dangdutan since. When passing through the school corridor, their steps stopped, because on the edge of the field there was a deafening scream, coming from the female students who were crowding there.
“Ikhsaan! The pengendetan is getting cute. If I were the basketball.”
“Yeah, so cool yeah, his basketball player.”
“Kak Ikhsan I love you!”
“Masya Allah, Brother Ikhsan the most handsome creature of God in the world. Justin Bieber mah passed.”
“Crazy, Man, brother elo already like a celebrity. When are we being hailed like that?” Gilang patted the shoulder of his best friend who was responded coldly by Faith. “Kak elo use pellets what the hell can make girls to all? Share it to me, Man,” he continued, but Iman still did not respond.
“Man! Here a minute!” A call and a wave from Dinar made his steps stop.
“Lang, first go to the cafeteria. I will be followed. Ordinary yes, pesenin I batagor dry seasoning beans, without sambal, do not forget to use lime.”
“OK, ready.”
Rushing Faith approached Dinar who was waiting for him on the doorstep of the classroom.
“What's the matter?”
“Man, actually loe's brother has a girlfriend yet anyway? Or who among them is her boyfriend?”
“Nar, you're the same class as him. Why not tanya elo directly?” Faith looked in wonder at Dinar who was observing the girls with a look of dislike. Jealous more precisely.
“Gue shy, Man. His sister, met him every time. Never did he confide in elo about the same girl again deket him?”
“To my knowledge he never told me about his personal affairs. I'm the same he's more often discussed about school instead.”
“Means he's still single huh, Man? I hope so.” There was a glimmer of desire that radiated greatly from the two eyes of the girl. Faith raises shoulders.
“Elo is strange, he said brothers, but do not know knowing. Can't be sandelin loe.” Dinar stomps the legs, pissed. Then he stepped away from faith.
The Korean boyband-looking guy scratched his head and laughed at the behavior of one of his brother's fans. How am I to blame?
Just as Iman was about to head to the cafeteria, his steps came to a halt as someone pulled on his beloved black leather jacket.
“Eh-eh-eh-eh don't play pull dong. My jacket will be torn!” Faith looked towards the puller of her jacket. Both his eyes rolled. “Duh, elo again Abel. What else do you want for my sister?”
“Eung ..., Anu, Man. This is Swiss chocolate for Ikhsan. I'm nitip. Inget loe, just for Brother Ikhsan. You can't eat! Beware if you eat, I swear you stomach pain does not heal.”
“Seed, naudzubillah. Be careful about praying to Elo too. Mr. Sajidin said we should pray good for others. God willing, all the good things we say for others will happen to us too.”
“Cie, smart ass elo. The sentence is still copy from the teacher as well, not creative. After I sprained, the Eiffel tower hangers that I love to Kak Ikhsan even use to be the key accessories of loe.” motor The girl pinched Faith's hand making the man grimace in pain.
“Ow, geez, Bel. That's my brother's permission. Udah dudah, later my smooth skin contaminated with elo.” Abel let go of his pinch, and he looked pityfully at Faith, who was stroking her hand. The girl realized that her pinch was just too hard. “Quiet, Bell, this chocolate I'm going to give to him, whole.”
Thanks yes.” The XI class disciple ran small while occasionally looking at Ikhsan who was still playing basketball. Iman caught a twinkle in Abel's eyes every time Ikhsan saw his ball.
“Cie has a gift. You got any fans, man? Who?” Gilang's gaze was glued to the parcel that Faith had brought. A medium-sized heart-shaped box.
“Not for me, make Brother Ikhsan.” Faith threw her body into the canteen. A sweat poured from his forehead.
“I guessed it. Steady elo yes.” The hilarious-looking guy gently patted his best friend's shoulder. “College, hunting bell in.”
Faith put a piece of batagor in her mouth. Then the guy sipped the orange ice mixed with his favorite milk.
“Gue wonder, Man. Elo's brother was a big fan. Is there not a single girl who can shake his heart? Even though if you have a lot of fans, you can change girls every day, hahaha.”
“Ndon't know, Lang. Since he joined DRI also HI, he began to keep the same distance from the opposite sex.”
Benak Iman looked to the time where he and his brother were still small. Little Ikhsan who is white, chubby-cheeked, and adorable face, is indeed more popular in his home environment. Complex mothers more often mengswil cheeks Ikhsan and invite play his brother rather than himself. Since long ago until now, Ikhsan is much idolized by women. Moreover, her brother has a brilliant brain, active in the organization at school and has a myriad of achievements since childhood, making Ikhsan increasingly known.
Brother, you can be anyone's girlfriend. As long as not Selena Gomez and my crush in this school, her mind is soft. A flash of the shadow of a beautiful face belonging to a girl gebetannya crossed the eye pelupukan. The owner of eyes and a beautiful smile, what is your name?
“Man, he said elo laper, but this batagor instead glared doang. Come to class, already bel.” Faith flinched until the bricks in her mouth fell into the plate. He got up from the chair while carrying a plate containing batagor who lived half that.
“Where are you taking batagor? Banned eating in class.” As a good friend, Gilang tried to prevent the bad intentions of Faith.
“Enak aja mengudu. Who wants to eat in class? Pussy, pussy, here dong. There is food for elo.” A white-haired cat with a combination of black cow-like hues emerged from under the table of the canteen and began devouring the food of the Faith. Before long three small cats also eat.
Crisp, it turns out that behind the indifference and urgency of Faith, stored a soft and loving heart.
