Loving In Silence (MDD)
Chapter One (I)
Bukk. He grimaced holding his butt that had already touched the ground first. He's in pain himself. Yes, that thing was the girl in a gray-white uniform who had stamped on her skirt that was wrapped around her down.
He looked all over the madrassa, hoping that no one would see this unlucky event. But time was not on his side. In front of the southernmost room was the figure of a man who was watching him at this moment. The man had no expression at all, throwing his face away as if he didn't care.
This morning was a new beginning at her new school. For sure, new history will begin from now on. About the move, there were not many people he told. Need to underline_this is the third time displacement.
“My name is Aira Fatma.” The girl introduced herself in front of the class. It was obvious that he was a little nervous staring at some pairs of eyes in a new atmosphere.
“And you guys can call me Aira.” Added later.
"Alright Aira, please find an empty seat.” Said the Economics teacher ordering him to find a seat. Before entering the classroom, Aira went to the teacher's room first. The Head of Madrasah introduced a council of teachers present one by one. Fortunately, Aira's memory is quite good, so she still memorizes the face of the Economics teacher in her class.
“Sit here Aira.” Invite a beautiful woman who is hooded in line with her brooch.
“Iya.” From the looks of the woman next to Aira looks like an arrogant person.It turns out wrong, she has a personality like a mother. Good, friendly, loving.
Hmmm mom. I miss. With her distinctive style, mother always made me comfortable to be next to her. Although often angry, but I know that my mother loves me very much. Batin Aira missed her mother figure.
“Aira, my name is Afina Nasira, you just call it as you like.” He smiled looking at Aira's slightly gloating face.
“I call you Afi, can?.” Ask Aira. Worried asked did not like the new call from him.
The response was also unexpected.
“Hahaa great! That's good Aira, just this time there's someone calling me that.” It seems that woman likes it.
From then on, Aira and Afi became close friends until friends gave the nickname CARAMEL-CRISPY two delights in one bite, hahaaa.
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Three weeks in Pesantren managed to make Aira crowded, either because of his room or because of his human. Aira really felt in a holding cell, full of an aura of fear, hatred, and anger. If there was one thing that could make it out of this creepy building, if the formula would he understand to understand, if the iron would he sharpen to thin, if the ocean would he be surrounded to tired. Until no one knows if there has ever been the name AIRA in the pesantren earth.
“Aira, the task is done?.” Suddenly Afi nongol in front of the girl who was busy looking for her pencil.
Aira looked up at her head.
“Why?.” Half mocking he turned his face the other way.
“Borrow Ai.” said Afi begging to weld.
Not until Aira's heart let her best friend down keep staring at the floor
“Take it yourself!.” says Air points to his green panda backpack.
Adi walked towards Aira and while pinching Aira's cheek, the brown-eyed girl said.
“Thank you Aira sayaaang, you are the best in the first place.” said Alfi, If the business of praise, he is the champion.
After doing the task alias copying paste owned by Aira, Afi gawking, his mouth gaping, his eyes seem to want to escape. He kept shouting out someone's name out loud. Aira ignored her best friend, still staring at her reading.
“Aira, Ai,.see little cake.” said Afi while shaking Aira's body with
strenuously.
Being disturbed finally Aira obeyed his orders.
“What is fi?.”Aira asked irritatedly.
“Ustad Nofil handsome very Aira, ganteeeng once.” said Afi Name that sounds foreign in the ear of Aira.
Obviously no one was there.
"Afi Afi.there are you." murmured Aira.
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All santri look less spirit, especially Aira who looks so shabby in front of his room.Nutuh the strength of a fit body in order to follow all kinds of activities in the boarding school. Morning should wake up before the chicken crowed, crammed in the bathroom, ngantre to take the rations, and everything all ting, ting, ting (bell ringing). Different at night. This bell is that bell., uuuuh ribet. Dizziness, pegels, and make a bete.
Aira lay down her body briefly on the white floor patterned with flowers. He took a slow breath, a sign that he was really tired this afternoon.
One, two, three, his eyes closed and everything went dark. Children's voices gradually disappeared from his hearing.
“Aira, Aira, bangun! Why is the sampeyan even here, do not join the congregation dzuhur ya?.” The loud voice of someone woke up Aira who was asleep.
Aira jumped in shock instantly.
“Yes Allah mbak, this is already his congregation?.” Aira's question was answered with a small nod.
“Why am I not built mbak?.” connect Aira.
“Who should sleep at this hour?.” said the person passed leaving Aira who was still half conscious.
Him, Anna. The head of the room in the Love Room. The room that became the place of the dispute of the fate of an Aira. Spoiled child full of stories, talk a lot, also think a lot.
Initially Anna hated Aira, it all started when events that Aira did not expect to happen just like that. After the night study at about 10:00, Aira cried as much as she could in class.
Aira did not want to return to her room let alone be told to face the atmosphere of the rules. He wanted to cry all night long, but suddenly there was a loud bang from the next room that managed to make his tears stop flowing.
“Any, there are still others in this place at this hour?.” Inner Aira soar everywhere, afraid something happens, afraid there are creatures of the like who are visiting.
Aira tiptoed cautiously towards the next room. And the two creatures in the room were fighting, and now they turned to the door, right at the direction where Aira was standing.
There Anna and the black-fisted man stared haughtily at the deadly sight. Aira just gawked in disbelief. The man was his oustad in the Diniyah Madrasah.
“Why is Miss Anna here with the man?.” said Aira asked full of in-depth questions.
Since then Aira and Anna became familiar, they told each other, helped each other, and strengthened each other.
Anna considered Aira like her own brother even more than that.
“Mbak Ann sorry yaa!.” shouted Aira who was chased never turning her head
“Create?.” Anna asked raised her next to her eyebrows. Actually he knew that Aira accidentally slept until he did not join jama’ah dzuhur.
“All Ma'am Ann.”
“Hmm???.” Again Anna showed a look of her face that pretentious confusion.
“MBAK ANNA DON'T GET ANGRY YAA.”
This time Aira shouted with all her might so Anna could hear her voice. After Aira left just like that, Anna smiled to herself with the behavior of her brother. It's a relief for Anna to make Aira a little disturbed because of her fight.
While on the other hand, Aira felt that Anna was upset with him. Aira was always quick to punish someone without thinking long. Because for Aira, a person is easily guessed just by looking at the look on his face.
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