Makmum Putra Kyai

Study Time

Boredom ahirnya hit the nafik. he who is usually. always enthusiastic with all teaching and learning activities today seems lazy and bored.from earlier did not stare at his kitap at all. whether you know today nafik feel bored.even one of the themes that are explaining the lesson repeated earlier did not make him interested and enthusiastic.his brain feels deadlocked and he chose silence regardless of the surroundings.

"why manaf you?" tanya Nurul is curious about her friend level which is not as usual.

''again sfor...'' answered nafik reluctantly playing his ballpoint pen.

"there's a problem....?''mar'ah curiously glanced at her best friend.

"no.." mulud and naive hands said different.His hands were busy writing in his writing book.

although the nafik does not seem eager to follow the time of learning the date is busy doodling book scribbles. I don't know what he's thinking not many people can guess the expression of the flat face of the nafik.

not that she is a proud girl, but a friendship for the nafik needs to be rusted. Not only you I am close we are friends, but more to how you can position yourself when with someone. and now this lust pon hiding his identity.in order to make it not bothered with questions that are difficult to explain.

boisterous voice many friends do not mengelih nafik activity.he is getting more rounded with his book and still busy writing, but it does not mean a lesson or summary in his disability. but the lust spills all its creativity in a short story.

mar'ah who was curious to take the book nafik look at it carefully. It seems that the writing made him very interested, but the work done mar'ah not the least make him angry or offended at all. it was considered a joke between friends.

"when the moonlight penetrated through the lattice of the bamboo room. there appeared a child who was crying.." mar'ah read the nafik carefully.

"can you make it up?" saudah was curious to take a careful look at the book of nafik.

"a little bit.." nafik tidied up the book and her kitap.

it seems like the time is finished because it is 10 pm. it is time for the santri to rest.

but not sleep. usually they will eat to eat sitting and confiding in each other. Jajan san activities that make them relax other.

''mak manaf did not read it first.." pinta mar'ah and in anguki alone the same who had . mar ah asik began to read the nafik script.

"the belly button is finished. ... mbk don't bring it" nafik protest.

"i was just a prankster"

nafik's answer does not undo mar'ah's intentions.

"the point is I want to read the kayak exclaimed" mar ah insistent

"whatever" nafik resigned.

"we bought yok noodles!"nafik

"i bought the shipment.." sighed brother.

"if you're the one who bought me" fishing rod mar'ah.

"okay....who wants paesen?" nafik terambangan.

"i...let me.." with the spirit of the brother ran to the cooperative to order boiled noodles.

nafik will not compete and stingy with his friends.he knows hiduo in the cottage only rely on the pocket of parents.not all of them iti from golonga people can afford.

many of them children from poor families are not even able.all their diligence is done for the sake of having children who are pious and sholekhah.

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