MINUTES OF LONGING

It's Everywhere

Maher and Arkana got ready early in the morning. They don't want to be late on their first day of college. Today they will follow Propti or orientation. Like new students, they must prepare various things as property. It was fortunate that they had a senior who was not too ruthless. So that the property used is still appropriate.

They don't wear their property. What do the santri say later, if you look at their appearance. With quick steps they leave the pesantren. They must arrive at the campus before 07:30. Because the distance from the boarding school to the campus is quite far and requires them to drive public transportation. They deliberately leave as early as possible.

It's not Arkana and Maher if it's not the center of attention. Only on the first day, there are many girls who glance at it. Not even a few who openly ask to get acquainted with them directly. But no one was able to tear down the cold and indifferent attitude of the two of them. No one got a response from Maher and Arkana. They both enjoyed walking past them.

“You two come with me.” The orders of a senior appoint Arkana and Maher.

“Good Brother.” Answer them in unison.

“Luck is called so can get away from them all.” Bisik Arkana glanced at the hordes of girls who had been following them since.

“Udah kayak artist aja us from earlier diintilin.” Maher kerkekh.

The senior brother led them into a building. I don't know where they were taken, when viewed from several rooms lined up. Looks like they're in the Dean's building right now. They can be sown from the name and position of the lecturer who hung in front of the door of their room.

Arkana and Maher stared at each other as their steps came to a halt in front of the Dean's room. Why did the senior bring them here? Did they make a mistake the first day? They can get scorned by Abi and Dad if they make a mistake. But they feel they have done nothing wrong or wrong. They had just been silent and obeyed all the instructions from the seniors.

Toks.… Tok…. Senior knocked on the door and found the voice from within. He opened the door and let Arkana and Maher in. And he walked behind them. Arkana and Maher walked slowly while bowing their heads.

“This is them Sir.” Said the senior politely.

“Thanks to Typhoon for bringing them here.” Sahut Mr. Dean.

“Sama-sama Sir, then please excuse me to join another committee.” The next one was named Typhoon. There were no words, it seemed that Mr. Dean only answered him with a nod of his head. A moment later the Typhoon left the two of them in the room. Arkana and Maher trembled in fear.

“Just relax no need to hesitate. Let's sit Gus.” The Dean immediately made Maher and Arkana raise their heads. How could the Dean possibly call him Gus?

“Sit down. I call you guys just for a casual chat.” He continued when he did not also find the Maher and Arkana movement. Then they quickly followed the instructions of Mr. Dean and sat on the sofa not far from where they stood.

The Dean joined them and sat down across them. “How are Abi and your Father?” the question once again confused them. What is the relationship between Abi, Father and Mr. Dean. That's what's on both of them.

“Alhamdulillah Abi and Dad both Mr. Dean.” Maher smiled kindly.

“Call Me Mr. Dava. You may be confused as to why I know your parents. Let me explain first, I am Abi's friend and your father. I used to go to school in Abah Yai boarding school.  Oh yes how are Abah Yai and Ummi Nyai?” Mr. Dava explains his relationship with their family. Arkana and Maher nodded in understanding. He knew Abi and their father.

“Mbah Kung and Mbah Ti are also very good Sir. He is both still healthy and fresh fit now.” This time Arkana answered.

“When your father called me and told me that if you were in college here, I was very surprised and happy. Actually a little in disbelief, how could a Gus choose a lecture in a campus like this.” Mr. Dava is down.

“This campus is also very good sir. That's why we chose college here. Sorry in advance Mr. Dava, I hope Mr. Dava does not need to call me Gus enough Maher only.” Maher ventured to say what he wanted.

“At least don't call Gus when in public. Sorry not to be unwilling, my sister does not like to be respected like this.” Arkana tries to help Maher.

“Hahaha. Your brother used to be very unhappy when there were santri who looked down to respect him. He wanted to be considered a friend. Alright I will try, but sorry if occasionally maybe my mouth slipped.” He tried to comply with Maher's request.

“Thanks Sir.” Maher smiled with relief. Then they chatted casually about the pesantren and the pesantren family.

Be today Maher and Arkana only follow the half-day Propti event. The rest they spent chatting with the Dean. They also never thought that they would meet Abi's friend and their father here. They really feel that Abi and Dad's friends and people are everywhere. The proof wherever they go, Abi or Dad will definitely contact one of their friends and leave them to him. They are no longer children to be monitored. It was Abi and Dad who were too worried about them.

Now they are in public transport to go back to the boarding school. But they plan to stop for a while in the mini market not far from the pesantren. They want to buy some snacks. Actually in the pesantren cooperative was provided all kinds of snacks and santri needs. But Maher and Arkana deliberately bought outside, all through he said.

Because they go down in front of the mini market, so they have to walk to the pesantren. They bought quite a lot of food and snacks. Of course to share with other friends including Adam and Farid. They are unlikely to eat on their own and let their friends just watch them eat.

It just so happened that they went through copyan printing and photos. They saw the girl he met in the market at the time. He looked troubled and hurriedly closed his shop. Maybe because the time was already very late in the afternoon made it so rushed. Those who felt sorry finally decided to help.

“Assalamualaikum, excuse us can help?” arkana offers.

“Waalaikum greetings. Oh no need Mas, this is also almost finished kok.” Farah answered while lifting the box containing a roll of cardboard paper.

“It's okay Ma'am let us help, it looks like Mbak hassles once.” Sahut Maher immediately helped lift the other box.

“Eh. You're santri Kiyai Hamid, right? You better get back to the pesantren. Or you'll get punished if you're late.” Answer Farah.

“Don't worry, we won't get punished.” Arkana smiled. Farah just sighed harshly.

“Let it be, after all they are forcing.” His mind could no longer say.

Then Farah was about to lift the big box not far from her reach. He looked so tired lifting the box. Arkana took the initiative to take over the box. Farah looked puzzledly at Arkana and she did not give the box. So that there was an interesting dance between them.

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