MOON IN PESANTREN

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A mocca-colored tunic shirt with buttons on the chest and a small, circular belt, as well as black baggy pants I've worn. After pinning the pentul needle on the neck of the hijab, I tidied a little pashmina hijab that was the same color as this shirt. And ready.

I rushed out of the room towards the living room while grafting a white sling bag. Today Mas Adam took me and Faaz for a walk to Pangandaran beach with his wife and son. We left after saying goodbye to Abi and Umi as well as Wardah.

"Who's this hodie from, Faaz? I asked while traveling and just realized the hodie that Faaz wore just saw.

Faaz tidied his hair in style. "From Brother Harsa, dong."

I'm gaping. "Harsa?"

Faaz nodded.

"Kok he can give you hodie? You begged him, huh? Don't embarrass you, brother, dong." I pinched Faaz's plan many times.

"Not asking, really," he replied while avoiding my pinch. "He who suddenly loves you, brother. He was kind, like Brother Andra. They were both good to me." Faaz sumringah imagined the kindness of Harsa and Andra.

Brother Intan-wife Mas Adam responded to our conversation. "Enak ya so Faaz splashed sustenance from guys who like Seli's sister."

"Kak Harsa same Brother Andra like Sister Seli?"

"Sister Intan, I said, annoyed while Kak Intan just laughed.

***

My feet are treading grains of sand. The wind gently caressed the surface of my skin, bringing coolness throughout the body. The waves touched my feet many times.

"Seli," call someone from behind.

I saw a man in a black T-shirt and white pants with black glasses he was wearing walking towards me with Faaz. When I saw him I recognized him.

"Couldn't it be here?" I wondered after they were next to me.

He did not answer, just exhaled to enjoy the coolness of this beautiful beach. This beach has always been a favorite beach for me, there are memories in it.

The three of us now sat down while enjoying the coconut ice, I felt awkward to him. I felt awkward when I realized that I liked it. I couldn't after talking to him, even now I avoid him.

"Cell," he called after we finished taking pictures. Faaz left us to go to Mas Adam's place to retrieve his phone. "Where did you first see me?"

I racked my brain, trying to remember the first time I saw her. The first time I saw him was at the boarding school during the registration, but something was my question all along. Is the man I met 3 years ago on this beach him? I remember that guy's name was Andra, too.

"In the pesantren, why?"

"No, no papa."

"On this beach."

Andra turned her head and looked at me with a surprised face. "So, you want to?"

"What target?"

"I'm told Kak Intan that you'll come here."

Kak Intan is a close friend of his older sister Andra, it is natural that Andra and Kak Intan are close enough.

The three of us walked towards Mas Adam and Kak Intan, suddenly I heard vaguely my name being called. The sound was getting closer and closer. I turned my head and saw the figure of Harsa running while calling my name.

"Harsa? What was? How are you here too?" I asked when he stopped in front of me, then he handed me a competency test book that seemed to be mine. "This is my book?"

Harsa nodded. "It just so happened that me and my family before coming home stopped by here and just saw a post of Andra that same photo you and Faaz on this beach. Here, the book." Harsa handed me my competency test book.

"Jeez, take it. Thanks a lot, yeah." I received the book and reflexively opened it. "Eh, is this your writing?"

Harsa nodded.

"Read more, yeah. Sorry so ngerepotin sampe written verses for next semester everything, which is good writing."

Hearing me praise Harsa's writing, Andra immediately glanced towards the book I was holding right now. "My writing also says you're good, right, Cell? Seli likes to praise people, Sa. Bias."

I glanced cynically at Andra who spoke indistinctly. "Sokay know."

Harsa just laughed lightly. "That's it, first, yeah. Assalamallaikum."

"Wa'allaikumsalam."

***

I opened the book with a light blue cover. Looking at Harsa's writing in my rote competency test book. The Quran is very nice and neat. Because the verse assigned to be written then memorized quite a lot, which Harsa wrote is very helpful. I just need to continue a little more.

While writing the verse, I thought about my next level of education. I really want to enter the state college with SNMPTN or SBMPTN, but what is my value enough to meet that criteria?

I wrote and started scrolling through the questions for SBMPTN that I had downloaded. Now my holiday activities will be filled with learning to prepare for college, understand the 12th grade. In addition to preparing for the graduation exam, must prepare for university entrance for those who want to continue.

Dddrrr!

Andra

Seli, I'm going to Turkey to graduate.

^^^Mo studied in turkey?^^^

God willing. Where did you take it yourself?

^^^Blm sure.^^^

I'm pensive. Why is it that when Andra said he was going to Turkey I felt sad? Why would he go to college that far? Maybe I won't see him again. I'm going to lose a friend as good as him.

When we were at the beach a few days ago, Mas Adam asked me and Andra wanted to go to college where. We both have no definite purpose. We are both still worried. But, today Andra is sure to take a lecture in Turkey. What about me?