Love Santri And School Teacher

Acrome Request

“at the front ice seller stop yuk mbak? Haus” invites the man while aligning the speed of their motor. Cintya simply answered him with a nod of agreeing marks.

After arriving in front of the shop selling ice cendol. They both parked their bikes.

“bang es cendolnya two” he told the ice seller.

“again thanks Krom?” cintya said as the two of them sat in the chair.

“sama-sama, anyways until sampean is still there to say my name? Could be in trouble later the same teacher if you know the non-jok I” replied Akrom chuckling.

“iya sorry Krom release. Hehe” replied Cintya grinned the horse.

“lagian that people do not use ba-bi-bu directly you just beat?” cintya.

“ya end touch-touch you mbak, udh said send it off do not want to even loud, yes already than late chatting, sort aja udah” replied Akrom lightly.

“since when was that rude and fierce person?” cintya quipped to protest the brutality of Akrom that he saw so scary.

“since see someone I love touched by others who are not muhrim and mahromnya” Akrom replied with sharp bulging eyes still stored anger.

“sorry I am chrome? Can not keep myself well” said Cintya weakened so that the anger Akrom no longer rising.

Akrom sighed deeply and deeply and then took it out. “ngak mbak, it's okay. Tomorrow again if you go home do not go that way, through a big road. Although a little twisting but it's crowded so it's safer” Akrom told Cintya.

“iya Krom”

“and one more, about what happened you the same sir Rian do not tell anyone, let us just finish. Afraid others will be put to mind” Akrom warned.

“iya Krom, whose motor is Krom?” cintya continued to switch the conversation by pointing to a sports motorcycle parked next to his motorcycle.

“motorku anyway, only rarely used. Make pegel-pegel” replied Acrom lightly.

“will go up vespa huh?” cintya Goda.

“iya lah, ride vespa innannya romantic mbak” kelakar Akrom followed by the laughter of the two of them.

“la keep on how do you bring that? Vespamu where?” ask Cintya.

“tadi vespaku does not taste good, so I take it to the workshop, it turns out I have to nginep there so I go home to take this bike, this bike, said your mother also just returned home” Akrom story that was seen by Cintya.

“pas the time of the muter-muter bertar kok see your motor parked in a quiet place both doing? Yaudah I stopped also” continued Akrom.

“it's someone who does?” Ask Acrom.

“ya that's krom” replied Cintya lazy

“that's what is it? Am I a shaman can trap people's minds?” ask Akrom.

“ya you know yourself right? He used to like me even chasing. I refused it until I still can't move on. In fact, just wanted to go reckless” Cintya menyapkan chronology.

“wah perks” says Akrom hangs.

“what risk?” ask Cintya curious.

“Resiko has a beautiful couple bnget gini” replied Akrom holding a smile.

“boiled boy, wear a dreadlocks all” replied Cintya wrong behavior.

“ya proof, so many who like” further Akrom tease Cintya.

“the risk of a beautiful couple so many who like to think first mas, now ngademin mind wear this first, monggo” chirps ice seller in between their talks makes Cinya more misbehavior.

“but really, sir? This is so pretty?” ask Akrom at the seller it makes Cintya more shocked and blushed.

“if I was young, a rival until added another mas” he replied with a laugh.

“walah even want to be my rival father of this” uja Akrom chimed in celedukan ice seller.

“al chrome, shy to know” said Cintya softly pulled the arm Akrom to stop the conversation with the ice seller because the face of the cintya was already very reddened with embarrassment.

“do you hear yourself? You are very beautiful” replied Akrom also with a soft voice.

“keep protesting if I'm really pretty?” ask Cintya defiantly.

“protes to the one that makes yes no yes, but protest to the one who is given beauty heya” Akrom replied while sipping ice from inside the glass.

“hah? How protest? I only get chrome, can not choose” protest Cintya back that does not accept with the protesan Akrom.

“protes manage sih” said Akrom calmly.

“hah means?” ask Cintya curious.

The acromes went to pay for the ice they both ordered when after the two contents of the glass they had left no canvas.

“ayo pray first, later I explain” take Akrom when I hear the voice of Adzan Maghrib reverberating from the front of the mosque located not far from their place.

“have you called the house when you came home? Later look for lo” Akrom reminded Cintya.

“not chrome, my phone is lowbatt” Cintya replied.

“already nih” Akrom gave his phone to Cintya, and Cintya sought out Ridho's contacts for the phone.

- Ridho

‘Assalamualaikum bro, what's wrong afternoon-afternoon phone?’

- Cintya

‘dek this mbak pinjem hp’nya Akrom, mother where deck?’

- Ridho

‘eh mbak, busyet where just not saying goodbye? Wanted mother from earlier, where hpnya no longer active’

- Cintya

‘maaf deck hp mbak lowbatt, this is me again the same Akrom later mbak certain, now where's mom? I want to say’

- Ridho

‘iya mbak briefly’

- Mother

‘hallo nduk where are you? Why haven't you come home yet? Hp you're dead huh?’

- Cintya

‘iya bu sorry, Cintya permission to return the kemaleman, but this is the same Akrom kok bu. And sorry batrey hp Cintya low, it was not perfect ngisi bu’

- Mother

‘yasalah but do not malem-alem yes nduk?’

- Cintya

‘iya ma'am, if so already yes ma'am? Want maghriban first, oh yes tatakan to father huh?’

- Mother

‘iya nduk, later I say to father, you guys be careful huh? Assalamualaikum’

- Cintya

‘Waalaikumsaam bu’

“thank you Krom” said Cintya offered Akrom phone to be returned.

“iya, already pray first” take Akrom to the mosque, arriving there they walk to their respective ablution and perform maghrib prayers in their respective places of worship.

After the prayer, they went to the stairs to put on their shoes.

“you're not going to Krom cottage?” ask Cintya.

“today I was permission to go home tonight” replied Akrom calmly.

“emang can do that?” ask Cintya again who is curious.

“ya can be, senior kok” replied Akrom with a gaping tone.

“hu, mentang senior belagu” egek Cintya.

“biarin, belagu mah should” reply Acrom PeDe.

“whatever, so what about that how's Krom? About you protesting with me?” tanya Cintya continued their conversation earlier.

Akrom sighed deeply and exhaled violently before answering a question from Cintya.

“Maybe for us weird, and you'd think I went to a boarding school that wasn't Salaf so my answer could make you think I was a little extreme” Akrom tementi replied.

“you mean?” ask the impatient Cindy.

“do you want to wear niqob?” asked Akrom a little doubtfully. Making Cintya speechless shocked by Akrom's request.

“you mean wear a veil?” cintya asked which was answered with a nod of the head by Akrom.

“why?” ask Cintya to find a reason for the Akrom thought pattern.