Love for Faith
Welcome Second Semester
January 6, 2020, the beginning of school, after the students of SMAN 6 passed the holiday period for approximately three weeks. Today they regroup with a new spirit to face the second semester. All students from grade X to grade XII, principals, teachers, and school staff performed the flag ceremony solemnly. They are currently, being solemnly listening to the mandate of Mr. Baratha, as the supervisor of the ceremony on Monday.
“Kids that you are proud of, I hope that in the second semester, you are more active in studying, improving things that were lacking in the previous semester, he said, so that you can achieve improved and better results than last semester. Especially for class XII, prepare yourself as well as possible to face the test. All messages from Mr. wassalamu alaikum warahmatulahi wabarakatuh.”
All participants of the ceremony in unison answered Mr. Baratha's greeting after the headmaster ended his mandate. Then came the loud voice of the command from the ceremonial leader who gave a warning to all the participants of the ceremony to return to a perfect attitude, after they had carried out a resting attitude on the spot during the message delivery took place. The ceremony was continued with prayer. All participants momentarily bowed their heads while offering prayers in their hearts solemnly following the chanting of prayers that the prayer attendant recited at the ceremony today. After the prayer recitation, the ceremony stepped on the choir singing the national mandatory song. This time, the choir led by a conductor, together sang the song Hallo-Hallo Bandung. After the whole series of ceremonial activities passed, the leader of the ceremony gave a cue to the participants of the ceremony to turn right and disperse the line. At once, all the students dispersed and entered their respective classes.
“Lang, even dumbfounded. Yuk, login.” Iman patted Gilang's pensive shoulder on the doorstep of the classroom while looking straight at the school corridor.
“Gue, really, still not willing to break up from Naya.” Gilang sighed heavily, as his gaze continued to be fixed on Naya who was walking together with Love in the corridor leading to class X.
Faith turned her gaze towards Gilang focusing her attention. Instantly, his chest rippled to see Love, his former noblewoman who was walking gracefully while occasionally throwing sweet smiles at the students who greeted him along the corridor. Iman beristigfar while turning his face towards Gilang.
“Patience, Lang. The beginning is hard to be honest. But, long-time elo will also get used to it. Come in.” Faith drew Gilang's hand and took him into the classroom.
“Elo aja first. I still want to stare at him longer.”
“Ya, already, whatever. Most elo get a greeting from Bu Lita. I'm first, yes.” Iman ngacir, entered his class, leaving Gilang whose eyes were still fixed on the school corridor. In fact, Naya is no longer visible stem of his nose.
“Gilang, why are you so dreamy early in the morning? You still regret your reporting values in semester one yesterday?”
“Eh, Mother .... No, really, Mom.” Gilang gasped at once because he was not aware of the presence of Bu Lita. Suddenly the math teacher was standing in front of him. Gilang then kissed the back of Bu Lita's hand.
“Keep why are you still hanging out outside? Who are you waiting for?” asked Bu Lita with a probing look.
Silence is silent for a moment, turning the brain to find the right answer and make sense, so as not to be reprimanded Bu Lita. An idea suddenly flashed through his mind as he looked at the maths package book and the bag held by the math teacher.
“I .... I am waiting for Mom, kok,” Gilang said with a smile. He tried to look calm, but in his heart was pounding unbecoming, afraid of wrong speech and action Can-can on the first day of school, Gilang's heart was mellow, it will be more severe because of the punishment.
“Lho, why are you waiting for Mom? Want to ask for a remedial? Mother, I haven't done a repeat. You are very diligent to ask for remedial.” Bu Lita scrunched her forehead, and looked astonishedly at Gilang's face.
“Wah, Mom. I can faint in love about the initial entry pass like this. Not yet warming.”
“Nevent need a lot of pleasantries, to the point aja your goal is waiting for Mother what?”
“I want to help you bring the same bag this book into. Let Mom's hands not sore.” Gilang took the bag and package book from Bu Lita's hand.
“Tumben you are diligent? Usually asked to picket in class is difficult. What are you after?” asked Bu Lita while shaking her head. Then, the senior math teacher went into the classroom followed by Gilang who seemed overwhelmed carrying a bag and a package of mathematics books owned by Bu Lita.
Buset, what is this bag? Heavy like this like a longing again? muttered Gilang while trying to maintain balance so that the bag and book did not fall to the floor.
After Gilang placed the two objects on the teacher's desk, he stepped onto his stool accompanied by the voice of the class leader, commanding all the students of XI class to pray. They bowed their heads and prayed. Shortly after, after praying, the voices of the disciples simultaneously said greetings to Bu Lita who stood in front of the class, preparing to give material to her proud students.
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“Man, elo so ngajak me, Love, same Naya list exkul DRI?” tanya Gilang half shouted, among the crowd the sound of the canteen.
“So, dong. After this we go to his secretariat aja,” answered Iman, then put a piece of batagor into his mouth. “Love, Naya, you want, ‘login exkul DRI?”
“Bby, deh, Sister. Naya follow aja.”
“Mau bang, Kak.” Love answered with great enthusiasm, making Faith stop chewing her food, then stare intently at Love.
“Love, he answered with great spirit. Is it because there is Kak Ikhsan?” ask Faith in a probing tone.
“He said he wasn't dating. But, I smell the scent of jealousy, nih.” Gilang mocked Faith, making Naya unable to hold back laughter.
“What, anyway, elo, Lang? Ngaco, deh!” Faith widened her gaze towards Gilang.
“Honest, Man. No need to cover up.”
“No, really Love. Brother is just nanya doang. No element of jealous,” elak Iman. Gilang sneered at the words of Faith that felt full of lies.
“Love doesn't mean that, really, Brother Iman. Love enters DRI, really want to live a more Islamic teenage life. No other intent.” Love raises its index and middle fingers, forming the letter V.
“Quiet, Man. Brother Elo is soon also graduating from this school. So, even if Cinta enters DRI, the chances of meeting between her and her Elo sister, will be less. So, don’t envy.” Gilang who was sitting next to Faith whispered right in the ear of his friend. Gilang laughed seeing Faith glaring at him.
After eating in the cafeteria, the four of them met Ikhsan at the secretariat of the Islamic Youth Dynamics, located in front of the OSIS room.
“Kak, the four of us want to participate in the DRI exkul,” said Faith steady which was immediately embraced by Love, Gilang, and also Naya.
Ikhsan looked up at Iman's face, investigating the earnestness of his sister's words.
“Waalaikum greetings. How did I hear four people came in, but no one said hello?”
The four of them blushed to hear Ikhsan's speech to the point.
“Eh, yes, Brother. Sorry, I forgot. Assalamu aleikum.” Faith cengenesan.
“Waalaikum greetings. After officially becoming a member of DRI, you must be accustomed to say and answer greetings.”
The four of them simultaneously answered Ikhsan's words by nodding their heads and saying the word “iya.”
“Alhamdulillah, I am happy, DRI members are increasing again. But, remember, even though you are an exkul, do not be used as an opportunity to date, yes.”
“Beres, Brother. We're not lovers anymore. It is precisely our goal to enter this exkul, want to know Islam more closely. Yes, no friends?” tanya Faith answered a steady nod of Love, Gilang, and also Naya.
“Alhamdulillah, I'm glad to hear it. You guys fill out the form first. Once filled, just keep it on this table.” Ikhsan presented four form sheets to Iman. “And incidentally, after the end of the lesson hours, DRI will conduct a study at the school mosque. You guys come, yes,” take Ikhsan while passing from before them, out of the secretariat room.
After Ikhsan's death, Iman distributed the form sheet to his three friends. Then, the four of them seemed to be starting to fill up. “Don't cheat, elo, Lang. Habits, ih.” Iman closed his stuffing sheet with both hands when he saw Gilang glancing at the form of stuffing belonging to Iman.
“Hei, Man, although we are true friends, but, in terms of filling the biodata, we have our own answers. For sure my answer is better than elo,” timpal Gilang do not want to lose.
“Instant, my answer is always more elegant than elo, Lang. The proof, my report value is better than elo.”
“Halah, the average value is only zero point one doang, proud elo,” Gilang sneer, which Faith replied by shaking the head of her friend.
“But, the remedial lesson was more elo than I was, Lang. Admit it, elo it lost, under me.”
“Terden, deh. Let God judge, Man. I leave it to the one above.”
“Who is above? Chickpeak?”
“Udah, Man. I respond to the elo continue, until the Maghrib adhan as well, will not run around his snack.” Gilang clucked in annoyance.
Faith laughed with satisfaction at seeing Gilang unable to return his ridicule. Meanwhile, Cinta and Naya just smile while shaking their heads watching the behavior of two guys who do friendly, but every second always mocked each other. After filling out the form, and putting it on the table, the four of them left the secretariat room heading to their respective classes, because the break time bell was over, had been rung.
At exactly 13:00, Iman, Cinta, Gilang, and also Naya, joined the other members of the DRI exkul and gathered in the mosque. Previously, the four of them, first performed the Dzuhur prayer together. Ikhsan felt very happy and gave thanks many times, because his hope to bring his sister to know more about Islam before graduating from school, finally materialized. Faith and also her soulmate, Gilang, has officially entered into the DRI exkul. Inside the mosque, they were both with members of the men's DRI, looking serious listening to the study. In another corner, among the members of the DRI princess, it appears that the ex-boyfriends of the two best friends, Cinta and Naya, are fervently listening to the study as well.
After the study, rushed Iman to step foot into the parking lot. After being near his N Max, Iman circulated his gaze to every corner of the parking lot. The Netra of Faith was fixated on Love walking alone approaching the parking lot. The rush of Faith approaches Love.
“Love, go home with yuk,” take Faith after she stands right in front of Love.
“Nevent gone, Brother. Love going home with Papa aja.”
“You are not angry nor sad, ‘kan because we broke up?” Faith stared fixedly at the beautiful face of Love, trying to guess what was raging in the mind of the girl.
Love shakes while smiling thinly. “Love is not angry nor is it sad, Sister. The study earlier, has opened the mind of Love and Love increasingly understand the purpose of the Mother Kak Iman advises us to end the relationship.” Love is silent for a moment to take a breath, then continue speaking. “Precisely Love thanks Mother for warning Love not to fall into things that God does not like. Love will still wait for Brother to make Love halal couple Kak Iman.” Love caresses the ring of faith.
“Thank you, Love.” Faith was amazed by the words of Love just now. In the heart, Iman feels relieved and grateful, because now he knows, Love has been sincere and accepted this decision.
“Iya, Brother. Love first, yes.” Love steps away leaving Faith still glued to where it stands.
Before stepping out of the parking lot, Iman's eyes still had time to catch Love who was seen to have entered Pak Baratha's car. Then, the car that the headmaster was driving, slowly drove away from the parking lot. The eyes of Faith were still fixed on the car, until it disappeared from view. Iman walked back to his parked bike, then drove his bike left SMAN 6 with a carefree heart, because it was gone things that stuck in his mind.
