
Shadaqallahul'adzim said on Cika's lips. The girl wearing a wide rectangular veil of peach color was smiling faintly to Ustaz Hafid across there.
I'm great, aren't I, Ustaz? tanyanya asked for approval. He was proud of himself for memorizing the Qur'an. He can memorize quite quickly because it is assisted by Nyai Hana. Her parents-in-law taught her affectionately and also taught her an easy method to memorize the Qur'an.
Yes, it is good reading, but there is still something that needs to be fixed. Don't be content, keep learning.
Cika nodded her head in understanding, she pursed her lips, when she saw Ustaz Hafid laughing in obscure whimpers.
What the hell is so funny?
There aren't. Ustaz Hafid answered still with his laughter.
Honestly, Ustaz! Cika increasingly furious, just try Ustaz Hafid is nearby, maybe he has pinched all out his waist.
Ustaz's been honest, Cika.
Huh! Cika exhaled a long breath, then nodded lazily.
Ustaz heard you weren't naughty and late again after ustaz left. You have become an obedient and disciplined santri now.
No, I've been resting for two months. Collecting energy first, when Ustaz Hafid comes home later, new naughty again make trouble continue.
Astagfirullah, this boy. Ustaz Hafid could only stroke his chest.
Cika just laughed grimly. He soon remembered one thing. Then, say,
Ustaz, I want to go home today. I miss my mom and dad. I'll be back tomorrow, okay? ask her a little pleading.
Be honest. He is often struck by boredom in the pesantren lately, because there are no people who want to be friends with him, even to just chat just do not have. Most of his free time was spent in ndalem, telling stories with both his father-in-law and Ustazah Laili.
Ustaz, please. Ummi said I can't go anywhere without Ustaz's permission. The sin of ummi. Come on, I can go home, okay? This time it was.
Cika whines, showing her best face of melas hoping Ustaz Hafid will melt.
Can't! You stay in the pesantren. Wait until Ustaz gets home.
Huh, selfish!
Cika turned off the phone unilaterally. He was very upset and sad too. "Why is Ustaz Hafid never understanding?" he threw the phone on the bed.
He walked outside again, giving the phone to Ustazah Laili.
"Have you finished talking to your husband, son?" ask Nyai Hana.
Cika simply nodded, her mood instantly shattered. The girl walked lazily towards the princess dormitory.
"Gee!" he said he was shocked when someone threw a paper at him. He looked to the left and right, but there was no one. Curious himself, he bent half his body, then picked up a small paper folded on the floor, then opened the folded paper.
"Ta'aruf ma'ak." That's the writing on that paper. At the end of the letter is the name of your secret admirer.
"What does that mean, huh?" mumbling Cika asked herself. Confused, he was completely confused.
Black Netra, collided with a young man who stood a few meters from before him, precisely in the area of santri putra. The young man quickly left when Cika saw him. "Did he just throw?" again he kept guessing.
Not willing to take a headache with the meaning of the letter, Cika directly threw the paper into the trash. He was a little curious, but the resentment towards Ustaz Hafid now dominated him more.