Love of Village Girl

It looks like this it feels like

After saying goodbye to his daughter, Mr. Sumitro immediately left the boarding school. He tried not to look sad in front of Tari and I'im, even though his heart was full. Indeed, a moment like this is not the first for Mr. Sumitro, but releasing the departure of his youngest daughter feels different. His little one who used to ask for a cradle when he came home from mushola when he was almost graduated from SD, now he wanted to enter High School, did not feel the age of his daughters had grown up. It means that he is getting older too. His economic burden is also growing, as his three daughters need fees for school. May the Almighty always make way for his family. That is the wishful thinking that is always thought in the mind of Mr. Sumitro.

While I'im, after the departure of his father who returned to his uncle's house. He and his brother returned to the princess dormitory to perform congregational ashar prayers.

After I'im Prayer asked the manager about the daily schedule of the lodge.

" Mom, I'm sorry, would you ask me about the cottage's schedule?" tanyakanya.

" Oh bentar ya mbak, I first get the schedule, later can mbak bring and paste in the closet, this mbak, please.

" thank you mbak" said I'im as he passed leaving the picket place of the princess cottage manager. He read a glimpse of the paper in his hand that contains the daily schedule of santri that must be followed.

"Owh is eating this afternoon" he murmured. He remembered that Bude had brought provisions for him. Bude said that the provisions will be eaten together - together with mbak - mbak santri, the tradition of the lodge is to eat rame - rame.

"Have you taken the timetable im?" tanya Tari when she saw her sister had entered the room again.

" It's mbak, this paper wants me to stick in the closet so as not to forget" I'im answered mbaknya.

"teeet....teeet.." there was a bell ringing through the room in the dormitory. I'im occupies room no 2 which is right at the entrance of the dormitory. Facing the living room of the princess dormitory.

" that's bell's voice what's mbak?" ask im.

" ayoo.it means a bell for mealtimes, so everyone has to eat together" replied Tari while holding her sister to the usual room to eat or drink the santri.

There are already lined up princesses to prepare for lunch, some cook themselves in groups, some pay catering to the nanny of the cottage. But certainly the eating schedule should be the same when eating afternoon. It is 17:00 except the month of Rhamadhan.

Seeing the many people who took the position of eating in groups and only with one tray for rice and vegetables and side dishes on it, I'im smiled wryly, smiling, He hesitated to go along - just eat that way. Yes although he is not from a wealthy family who have to pack rules when at the dinner table, but he also has never eaten with several people in one tray.

I'im did not answer, he just showed off his white teeth with a horse's grin. Though he knew that the food must be delicious because it was the provisions that had been brought by his budenya.

" Ayoo joined here !" said santri named Umi, he was one of I'im's roommates who had been acquainted.

" yeah, do not need this snob, anyways if it has run out here ashar can not go out, so can not buy food outside" said senior santri named Nita, I don't know why he was a bit sensitive with I'im, or indeed that's his character because he is the security manager in this dorm.

Hearing that I'im immediately joined the meal, he only slightly tasted the food that seemed contested many hands. he only felt the need to respect because he was new or maybe a little afraid of the senior santri's advice earlier.

The drama of eating together has ended, time also without feeling it has become increasingly night. In the middle room where Mbah Nyai used to teach the book, I'im and his brother Tari now sit with Mbah Nyai. He gave orders to I'im as the new santri.

At 11:00 all the students are encouraged to enter their rooms, as it is time to start resting. In room no 2 looks mat that has been slapped and there is a thin mattress on it, which when morning arrives must be re-rolled and laid out in the corner of the room.

" Sir, sleep is like this huh? can't bring a blanket?" I'im asked while staring at some of the students who had taken a position to sleep lined up in the room.

" Yes im, sleep yes sleep, bring a blanket is sure you will not overheat? pack a blanket and answer the dance

I'im speechless, he did not ask again, he did not want to be considered too spoiled or what the same thing was. Because he knew his first brother was a super extraordinary person, made easy just do not be made difficult, if the intention must be effort. That is what makes the figure of the firstborn can always be a motivator for his younger brothers.

I'im knew that if the intention to Java, the tree must be to Java it is his own desire, so he will try, this has not been a day. But he was already wondering if he could get through it all.

(It turns out like this it feels like living in a lodge away from parents, not to mention tomorrow I have to follow the salary schedule, the list goes to school outside the cottage, if the morning of school, if the morning of school, day and night studying, just imagine it I'm tired) inner I'im while thinking about his life ahead.

But he remembered the words - said his eldest brother who is currently asleep next to him "if you can cook you not" said his brother despite sounding arrogant but that is actually a motivation for him. It's true that others can why not us. With the spirit that returned to him, I'im began to close his eyes so that tomorrow does not wake up late to register the school he wanted.