Love In Pesantren's

contacting

In the dining room, I felt like I was in a ravine and could not escape, I was ashamed..Shame, especially bang Gazani continues to roar things that are not not.

"Oh yes the father was in the neighboring mosque in nanyain, when Nimas married he said" said the brother.

"Neighbors also thought that iftadz Zamzam would be Nimas" he continued.

Making me more wrong behavior made, at first glance I saw Ustadz Zamzam was not comfortable with the words of the brother. My heart feels bad for him.

"It's not time, tell them" said the father, uuh dad tuh emang the best deh can make the atmosphere a little comfortable.

After the drama-filled dinner ended, I chose to follow my mother's father to their room.I helped my mother heal her leg wounds.

"how was your life in the pesantren, son?"ask dad.

"well, Nimas has many friends..Continued a lot of entertainment also because Nimas ngajar son Tk yah"kataku.

"Thank God, yes you haven't had time to rest, right, rest now" said the father again.

"Well, father and mother, too" I then passed into my room.

In the room, I cursed my family's attitude.."And I'm ashamed, I'm sorry for him, hmm I think I have the number Ustadz Zamzam" my mummy as I take my phone I look for his name in the phone contact.

After I found her, I began to doubt whether I should contact her first.

I finally got to send him a message.

\= Assalamualaikum

No answer yet, ah I began to be ashamed of myself made.I want to remove but already sent aaaaarrgh I cover my face with a pillow so shame.

But a few minutes later my phone was on, and it was a message from Ustadz Zamzam.

\= Walaikumussalam (Ust.Zamzam)

"Eh this is a dream not sii.dream is not"Racauku.Khen I reply back the message.

\= sorry to interrupt his break stadz, this is my Nimas

\= I know (Ust.Zamzam)

\= Ustadz apologize if you are not comfortable here, especially with my family's attitude.

\= I'm happy to be here (Ust,Zamzam)

"Eh did he say happy?"I asked you a question.

And at that time I fell asleep and did not reply to any more messages from him.

The next morning Ustadz Zamzam prepared to return to Pesantren.We drove to the front of the yard.

"Thank you, son, for delivering Nimas yesterday" said my father.

"it doesn't matter my uncle is happy to be able to help" said Ustadz Zamzam.

"When we play here again we talk again like last night."timpal brother.

"Definitely bang, if so I say asalamualaikum."pamitnya.

After the departure of the ustadz, the neighbors who from yesterday kepo one by one approached me, reasoned kangen me.but the end of the nanyain Ustadz Zamzam as well.

"Eh Nimas is the candidate, huh.Handsome.Who's his name?"sala said one of them.

"Sorry the mothers misunderstood, he only drove me yesterday the same brother because he told Mama Haji, it's not more.If it's finished I want to go inside first excuse me." I said.

Obviously my words make them a little offended proof that I turn their bodies already someone nyetuk "uh pompousnya do not want to slang him"

I hastened my steps so that this heart would not be spiteful.

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