
Dean Ibrahim had left the class, while alwi was still standing in front of the class after putting his book. and pulled the tip of his lips to clench to form a strand of smile.Alwi's gaze was glued to the presence of kholil in that class.
alqi is professional with his work.Will not be fluffy who he is if making a mistake will get the appropriate punishment.
"assalamualaikum all... I am alwi hasan pangil just ustaz al....dosen your new language.... I am from Indonesia. This is our meeting in the new smester I will only be introductions." alwi personally introduced himself.
"then the task of ustaz amir taz?" ask a student to throw themselves up.
" we gather at the end of the lesson and I will leave it to him" alwi suggested.
"then what do we want tadz?" the others began to wonder.
"i want to know you and I will be happy to answer your questions" replied the spirit of alwi melted the atmosphere.
"walo is private?" ask a spirit ahwat once.
"even if it's personal" alwi agreed with the student's idea.
at the end of the akhwad section has started to noisily talk about something.they seem very curious about the figure of their handsome lecturer.they even began to steal eyes. flirting shows their interest.
"who starts asking first?" tawar alwi.
"i ustadz .. cheryakan your curriculum vita?" someone holding their hand on the back.
"alright.. hope you guys see.." alwi pulled a chair in the middle of the class sitting while folding his legs.
"i was born 03 January 26 years ago in the holy.the eldest son of 6 brothers" alwi began the story.
" wah.. many.." chirps of wisdom beside the scorching kholil.
"yes. all my family has many children.I grew up in an environment that I think is very disciplined with various rules.but conducive to religious education" continued alwi.
"what's in a pesantren ?" tanta adam's.
" yes. a hereditary pesantren belonging to the family.... I was in tutut to be able to follow in the footsteps of the family had made me frustrated and often made noise and disrespect so that I was dumped into another boarding school after high school" continued alqi increasingly eager to tell stories.
" then the education?" ask a student.
" after graduating high school I was dumped in my semarang in tutut did not point to my identity. I was very happy at least to be able to live a normal life without frills son kyai and during college I was comfortable with it. for 3 years only one person knew who I was" alwi recalled his past.
" alma mater ustadz" asked an ahwat.
"i went to college to take literary language" replied alwi firmly.
"after passing s1 and having an accident that almost took my life and coma 1 month I fakum. after recovery I continued s2 in morocco and returned to Indonesia 5 years ago." alwi continues the story.
"wah.. great" praise them.
" cook only s2 graduates can be lecturers here?" one of them was dissatisfied
"antum really cook only graduates s2. but I just finished my s3 2 months ago.... and with pleasure I accept" continued alwi casually.
"what is ustadz's reason and ustadz's motivation,?" sledik an ahwat.
" the reason is more personal. .. but my motivation is yes we there learn and demand knowledge" said alwi again.
"can you know about the reason?" ahwat was curious.
"it's a personal right" said arif
"but ustadz alwi has allowed to be asked about personal matters" said another ahwat did not accept the talk in the break up.
" don't answer ustadz!" kholil pinta.
"it doesn't matter. .." awi don't mind at all.
"kok you sewot" another grutu.
"my reason is my wife." replied the honest alwi nothing was covered.
" wife.." yelled all I'm disappointed.
all shocked as if in disbelief.kholil was surprised what means alwi said he was married .not that it is always avoided a man who pursued a career.
" yes.. all because my wife who has been living and studying in cairo for almost two years... .. precisely in al azhar as well" alwi explained in earnest.
ahwat seems to not believe.there is someone who seems upset with the long description of alwi. but alwi did that so that there is no misunderstanding someday
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