Makmum Putra Kyai

The Pesantren

I moved the cottage again.it feels great this time to be away from the parents.I can show my self to them.

because I like freedom.like adrenaline fights.something that challenges me adventurous girl who is held back because of the rules and manners of customs and customs.

but from today I will start my own story.would it be a life journey or a love journey.all I will start here in the new boarding school.

today is the beginning of a new lesson....

I will be escorted by my brother to register at the cottage that I chose myself. From the brocing in hanpone. modern pesantren that still uphold the science of kitap but balanced with his general education.

I left with the ambition to finish my education before going to university.

indeed, only my older brother was among them because he was off from his graduation abroad, because both my parents were busy and for sure I forbid them to take the drop because he hid his personal

because I'm used to going alone bravely even though I'm only 15 years old introduce me to a new santri in this cottage . I am very independent to be able to do many things in the wild of their minds and expectations.

i ....

AULIA UMI NAFI JIHAN'S.

the usual in pangil manaf. because of my tomboy nature from the past.

"greet me with nafi ya!" pinta brother alim brother to my daaku.

"jangn was worried because I would be a naaf deck like my own sister''' replied umi salamah a senior in the cottage he had lived here for many years.

"dek don't cry after brother comes home!" ledek kak alim on me.

I didn't answer only I was swinging my lips until he laughed by pinching my cheek.

"it's funny" said brother alim anxious.

but I did not answer the joke.then I was accompanied by mbak umi salamah register for the cottage administration room and I was officially a santri at the boarding school

who is in a santri town in this country.I am very proud after finally allowed the family to move the cottage after going through a war of arguments with my father full of drama.

they actually did not allow me to mondok jauk. therefore I chose holy.the city that is not so far from where I live in jepara. all I had planned was to stay away from some of the problems I needed.

new boarding school I am caming....

mbak umi drove me in. A new room. a special room for the students. The term santri is a public school outside the cottage education.

all here does not distinguish what caste starta physical laho. that's the fun of his stay in the cottage. no need to be awkward on anyone.

but the usual quiet and closed me seemed to need more time to blend in.

for those who know me they say I'm a loner. have my own world cuek with about with a myriad of kemistirusa.

but want how else the name is also the nature of human character who can change just like that.

I hope I can have a new experience while here. Not grandiose is just the calm I want.the freedom I hope for.

walo brother said I was too wild and free. liked this and that to make my parents annoyed.

until I too put my frustration on them.

follow my story... manaf... or nafik. ... Jihan....

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