Love Santri And School Teacher

Heavy Rain.

Kilometer by kilometer exceeded, the day gets darker limiting the steps of the sun.sounding incensefully beautiful verse by verse flowed sweetly accompany the rotation of the wheels racing on the asphalt.

"stop first huh? I want the Maghrib Adhan" Akrom asked.

"yes chrome, find a mosque all right?" cintya agreed.

Akrom pulled over his iron horse in the parking lot of a mushola on the side of the road, looking lonely there are only a few small children who are preparing to shout the Adhan.

Not long ago, the time to enter Maghrib prayer has arrived. One of the children who had entered the mosque immediately proclaimed the Adhan.

Finished the Adhan and chanting verses of praise to the Lord while waiting for other worshipers to come, They look at each other as if waiting for someone who does not come.

"pastor where hasn't come yet?" ask one of the children to his friend.

"don't know also, pilgrims have a lot of this as well" he replied while looking around.

They looked at each other and whispered.

"bang, do you want pilgrims?" said one of them came to Akrom who was sitting on the back shof.

"which usually takes a deck" reject the smooth acrome.

"haven't come, long ago? waiting too" said his friend.

"there are no more?" push the Acrome again.

"there is no bang, we are also still new to puberty. Brother here is the biggest" pinta son who was just mumbling adzan.

Finally Akrom agreed because it felt there was nothing else.

Akrom walked forward to the place of the priest and immediately iqomah in the place of the priest.

While in the place of female worshipers, Cintya close the row of shof preparing for congregational prayer after hearing iqomah.

"ALLOHUAKBAR" came the impromptu voice of the priest whose voice was no longer for Cintya.

"Achrome that imitates?" cinta muttered in her heart.

Akrom heard singing al-fatikhah letter with merdunya even though the tempo was a little fast. After the completion of the letter al-fatikhah and the "Aaaaaamiin" by all worshipers, Akrom was silent for a moment to give time to worshipers to read the letter al-fatikhah in their hearts.

Once enough time is taken to complete. The acrome continues by reading a short letter. Only one verse but a little long with a mellow tone.

Likewise the second rokaat with short letters that remain melodious in the chant Acrom.

After the completion of Akrom and Cintya immediately get ready.when being about to wear shoes suddenly rain fell with gradually getting heavier.

"yes, how does it rain? where the road is still far away"

"have waited" Akrom replied.

"what about chrome then?" ask Cintya worried.

"you called the house, said it was still raining" Akrom suggested.

Cinta took her cell phone to contact her mother.

- motherly

"*Assalamu'alaikum nduk"

-cintya

"wa'alaikumsalam buk, buk Cintya like the return of kemaleman deh, this again raining very.where is still far away"

- motherly

"you're still the same acrom, aren't you nduk*?" ask Bu Wiwid worriedly.

-cintya

"it's still buk"

- motherly

"what the hell? try to tell dad first, huh?"

papak

"hallo, how's nduk?"

-cintya

"it's Lo sir, Cintya's still a long way away but it's raining. Cintya wants permission to reach the kemaleman's house" said Cintya worried.

papak

"where's Akrom?"

Then Cintya gave her phone to Akrom at the request of her father.

-*acrom-

papak

"wa'alaikumsalam, how's chrome?"

- acromic

"sorry sir, I might send Cintya back home late at night sir, because it's raining. Or maybe I take Cintya back home first take the bus sir, my motorbike is on the seat here*" fresh Acrome.

papak

"how good is chrome. You also have to take responsibility because you brought Cintya!" firmly Mr. Rohmad.

-*acrom-

"sorry sir, sorry to worry. Insya'ALLOH I take care of Cintya sir"

papak

"yes it's all right. sign Cintya krom"

- acromic

"why sir, if I close it first? assalamualaikum"

papak

"yes be careful. wa'alaikumsalam*"

Akrom disconnected his phone and gave the phone to Cintya.

"if you take me on the bus, keep taking your bike how?" ask Cintya.

"yes tomorrow you can, right?" answer Acrom.

"you brought it yourself?" ask Cintya again, who was only answered with a nod.

"no, do not want me later you even bother going back and forth, we just wait for the rain to subside" protested Cintya.

"it's okay.just here isn't too far away?"

"anyways, I don't want.if you keep ngeyel that I have to come along when you take the bike here!"

"yes you can't donk, you're tired later. Besides I'm a guy at what time okay, if you're a girl Tya" said Akrom trying to convince.

"what if a girl is why? who can be affected by bad possibilities is just a girl doang? guys can't?" reply Cintya.

"this is it, I promise you that I'll take the bike here. It's just maybe not tomorrow but next Sunday after school. Now we take the bus home.how?" akrom gave an offer as well as a middle ground.

"promise?" cintya stare.

"yes, promise, you've been waiting a little bit longer we find a motor care trus we look for the bus to go home?" bring Akrom.

"yes" replied Cintya.

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Elsewhere, at Cintya's house. Mr. Rohmad and Bu Wiwid looked anxious with his daughter who was still on her way home in the heavy rain tonight.

"what about this Cintya sir?" worried Bu Wiwid to her husband.

"it's quiet mom don't panic, we pray they're both okay" replied Mr. Rohmad trying to calm his wife.

"but it's already in the evening sir, where Cintya is still a long way away from the heavy rain there" Bu Wiwid walked back and forth with a panicked face.

"ish this mother, they are also big time buk, can think of a solution" now ridho raised his voice because it was dizzy to see his mother walking back and forth.

"right said ridho, anyways Akrom masa also dare to assortment buk? doain they are fine" continued Mr. Rohmad by hugging his wife's shoulder.

"yes sir, I'm still worried"

"father is also worried buk, not only mother.just yes we pray for them, insya'ALLOH Akrom can take care of Cintya" said Mr. Rohmad reassured.

"yeah, I hope they're okay, sir?" Bu Wiwid looked pity upon her husband.

"Aaaaaamiin" replied Mr. Rohmad.

"dho, later say the same Akrom tell you to take care of your mother.don't mess around" continued Mr. Rohmad ruled his son.

"yes sir, ridho send a message to Akrom according to the father's message" replied ridho while removing the phone from his pocket. to type a message and sent to Akrom.

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