Love In Pesantren's

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Haqi and Hulliyah walked down the street, there was no direction they were going. They obviously just want to talk.

When the body wants to unite but space and time do not allow it, that is what it is.

Keep going, when the heart wants to talk more but the lips seem locked to open. Just to get out one sentence was heavy.

"Sypa how are you?"

Still stiff hihi.

"Okay, Brother how are you?"

Hulliyah was awkward, however they were others who were not too close and united destiny.

The perfect game of destiny is played in the crucible of life. Qada and qadar that they should live with.

They continued walking in silence after asking each other the news. I don't know how many steps they have walked, without realizing they are already on the edge of a ball field. The field that is commonly used for inter-kampung ball matches. The field is a good distance from the Pesantren area and Nimas house.

Hulliyah stopped his steps, then Hulliyah's eyes went around looking and down what was around him.

There was a field of land and some green grass growing in the middle.

"This where's Brother?" ask Hulliyah.

Haqi was stunned and looked around.

"Where are we?"

Well, why can stray wkwk?

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Haqi and Hulliyah finally sat on the wall that resembled a spectator stand on the sidelines. Just a stretch of wall roofed tile made of zinc.

From there, they freely stared towards the middle of the field. Watching a group of teenagers playing ball.

"I'm sorry" Haqi said suddenly.

Hulliyah chose not to turn to Haqi, Hulliyah chose to keep looking at the cheerful children in front of her.

"There's no need to apologize, brother, I understand."

"Well, good thing there's your veil" said Haqi.

Huh huh?

Hulliyah finally turned her head as well with a slight frown, Hulliyah looked at Haqi who was looking at her and gave her best smile.

"What does Brother mean?"

"Yes, I'm sorry I sat in your veil. Uh, it just so happens that the walls are dirty so my pants are safe."

Hulliyah's eyes rounded instantly, her eyes descending towards her veil. Surely Haqi casually occupied Hulliyah's veil which was indeed extending behind him.

"What brother is that?"

Hulliyah pushed Haqi's body so that Haqi changed position but the result was nil. Haqi shook in place feeling the touch of Hulliyah's hand swaying her arm.

Hulliyah stopped her action, then looked at Haqi riled up. How not, Haqi was instead laughed at being treated like that by Hulliyah.

"Revelation Brother!" hulliyah said with great emphasis.

Haqi who saw the serious-faced Hulliyah became horrified himself.

"Yes sorry."

Haqi stood up and let Hulliyah clean her veil.

While Hulliyah was still busy with his hood, Haqi ran to the middle of the field to approach the teenagers who were playing ball and participate in their game.

Haqi played ball with a happy face, emanating clearly from the mimic of his face that always gave a smile when kicking the ball.

It did not escape the attention of Hulliyah who was finished with the affairs of his veil. Now Hulliyah watched her husband's ball game with a smile decorating the corner of her lips.

Until the ball came to him. Yes, the ball that was kicked towards him suddenly broke his reverie.

"Throw Brother! Throw it!" said one of the teenagers in the middle of the room.

But it did not make Hulliyah move, Hulliyah noticed the ball that was now in his hand.

If only this ball were life and the foot was destiny, then I would be that foot and take my life where it belongs.

At the end of what Hulliyah did was take to the field carrying the ball to kick it and dribble it past a group of astonished teenagers.

Her clothes and skirt did not become a hindrance to Hulliyah who smoothly dribbled.

Just for information, before Hulliyah was entered into the Hulliyah Pesantren is a figure of football lovers, even Hulliyah had entered the football academy is quite famous at the national level.

But the ideals of Hulliyah should be buried deeply when circumstances require him to enter the Pesantren.

Now, the opportunity to play ball is again. Hulliyah was very happy, moreover she was not sure she could do it again after this.

Hulliyah will enjoy it.

"Capture this ball if you can!" hulliyah.

Haqi who was originally sculpting also came into play again. Laughter accompanied the sweat that poured out in the hot sun.

Haqi and Hulliyah again dissolved in excitement in a very simple manner. Forgetting back the mess that was befalling them. Running and laughing they do break awkwardly in the heart.

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After the impromptu sport, now Haqi has escorted Hulliyah back to Pesantren safely.

After having difficulty finding a way home, they finally got back apart. Hulliyah did not have any hope with Haqi, Hulliyah did not want to dream anymore which would only make him fall and get sick.

Like his experience with Beni that must be destroyed instantly.

"Li, where are you? He was wanted by Bi Haji."

Neli who was in the kobong welcomed the Hulliyah kedatanhan with questions.

"Bi Hajji nyariin? What's up, anyway?"

Neli flicked both of his shoulders a sign of not knowing.

Hulliyah rushed to clean herself, she took a bath to remove the sweat that soaked her entire body.

All right, Hulli, it's time to get back to the real world.

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Tonight after the Isya prayer, Hulliyah rushed to Bi Haji's house. Fortunately, this is Friday night so there are no teaching activities.

Hulliyah arrived at Bi Haji's house and was already in it shortly after giving his greetings and was welcome to enter.

"Where was Li last afternoon?" ask Bi Haji.

Hulliyah who was sitting in front of him seemed to be on trial.

"Sorry Bi, I went to Nimas' house to meet Kak Haqi and we went for a walk. Sorry I forgot the time."

Hulliyah lowered her gaze feeling guilty.

"Actually this doesn't matter, but you're in a Pesantren neighborhood and you're our responsibility. Even if you're husband and wife but you live here, you have to follow the rules here."

"Yes Bi."

Hulliyah lowered his head.

"As punishment, tomorrow you must be a filler at the Muslim discussion forum in the district."

Hulliyah gasped, he felt unable let alone the event was attended by all Pesantren representatives in his city.

"But Bi?"

Bi Haji then gave some sheets of paper and asked Hulliyah to study them.

"We have to contribute a lot, oh yes tomorrow will discuss about the FASI race event."

"FASI? What is Bi?

Hulliyah really did not understand.

"Indonesian Sholeh Children Festival, get ready tomorrow! The driver will drive you."

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Readers: Is the story strange?

Author: Huhuhu yes, sorry.

Readers: No apologies to you.

Author: Dih, I thought!

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