MOON IN PESANTREN

Disillusioned

One of the routines of the santri nisa on Sunday night. Prepare a laptop and the occupants of the room began to sit down lesehan ready to watch Korean drama. All the tasks in the dorm were done, it was time for us to entertain ourselves. But, do not forget to read the Qur'an, muroja'ah memorization of letters. Watching only during leisure and all obligations have been carried out.

In the middle of the movie, my phone rang. Andra's name was on my phone screen. I immediately grabbed my phone and walked towards the balcony.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Why?"

"I want to say something, Cell. You can when?"

"What's that about? Now you can, really."

Be quiet for a few seconds. "The buyer said it directly so as not to misunderstand. But if you're busy, papa now let me calm down."

I scrunched my forehead. "What's important is that until the samples make you not calm down? Yes, I'm horrified."

Andra sighed after a few seconds of silence. "Sorry." I waited a little long it turned out just an apology that was thrown from the cool voice across there.

"Sorry for?"

"Sorry for everything. Sorry for my initial intention of meeting the same you made bales of my heartache. Did you know what happened on that beach 3 years ago? I'm sure you're inget."

What is this incident that Andra means? What happened in that dark room? Then that guy called 'Dra' is Andra?

"So you're the guy who wears the white t-shirt in the dark room?"

"Yes, Cell. Sorry."

"Why should I apologize? The evil one will find you."

"Yes, Cell. But, temen I can be free you that day because I promise you will deketin you and will make you understand what Kak Nira rasain. One of the first reasons I entered this boarding school was because you came in here, so I could get you and stay with you when you liked me."

I'm sculpting. My whole face is warming. Tears are ready to flow from my eyes. Never once did I realize that Andra had not been sincerely friends with me all this time. My cheeks are like being slapped with my chest like being hit by a big rock.

Are all the things that Andra gave me over 2 years just because of that rotten plan? Because he wants to avenge his friend? To me? To innocent women at all about the case of Kak Nira and Mas Adam.

"I'm disappointed, Ndra."

Only three words can come out of my mouth. My tears are flowing now. Pitying myself who likes men with such foul intentions. Imagining how grateful I was to have a friend as good as Andra turned out that her good attitude towards me was just a trick. Not a reality. I woke up from my dream.

Phone connection has been closed. Andra tried to call me so many times that my friends who were still busy watching realized.

"Seli? What are you doing again? Hp you sound it," Iffah's voice from the bedroom.

I can't answer. My voice will sound like I'm crying. I turned off my phone and cried a little on this dimly lit balcony while having a scene in my heart.

***

"Where will you go jogging?"

"Secapekannya, deh, Ra." I crouched down after arriving in line for morning gymnastics in the field.

This vast field is already crowded because all students arrive. Ready to do sunday morning exercises. Dews on the green grass wet our shoes, the atmosphere of a beautiful and bright morning. The field becomes brighter with colorful clothes of the santri. This morning I was wearing a white shirt and black training pants. I choose a soft pink color that is the same color as my shoes and socks.

"Ngapain, the hell squat so? Tumben is not spirit." Zahra pulled my hijab slowly prank.

"No papa."

Zahra pulled my hand to stand up. "standing ah. Don't be a malle. Kayak abis hurt a guy aja lemes so."

Brother hurt a guy, Ra. But, disgusted when I only need sad Andra? Oggone, ah. The handsome guy out there is still a lot, my mind.

I immediately stood up when there was a gymnastics instructor about to start warming up.

Gymnastic taste, we go jogging around the pesantren. Zahra and I ran away together until I stopped because somehow I felt so weak and dizzy. After that, everything felt spinning and darkened.

Bruckk!

***

I looked around. Seeing Zahra, Iffah, Aidha and Syilla sitting around me. Apparently I'm in a boarding house.

I'm nodding. "To the dorm, yuk. Take a break there."

"Relatedly? It is far away from her dormitory. The road is strong, isn't it?" Zahra massaged my hand. Very good these friends of mine.

"Strong, calm down. Uh, you guys brought me here? Shame dong was a jogging fit again rame, must be diiatin people."

"Dad, we brought it. We're freaking out how you're gonna faint."

"Not to be ashamed of it, Cell. His name is also fainting. Uh, this is a break from Andra, she was here." Syilla took out a plastic that contained a lot of food.

We walked out of the room, preparing to go to the dormitory. "Why does he know I'm here?" my many.

"Maybe if you pass out there's a cement that looks or how."

After walking for a few minutes, we almost arrived at the dormitory. I feel really good, why did I pass out earlier. I feel fine. Only Andra's words last night haunted me, making me feel like I've been lied to. All good manners turned out to be just fake, stupid why I could like it. Why can't I read his lies? Oh my God, I was so disappointed in him.

"Why are you with Andra, Cell?"

"Yes, Cell. Story dong."

I put on a face pretending not to know. "Why? I'm just as he's okay, really. Why do you think that?"

Aidha patted my shoulders so hard that almost my way became shabby. "Don't lie, Cell. Andra said to herself, please help her to forgive you."

Syilla narrows Aidha. "Say Andra don't tell her Selinya."

Everybody laugh.

"Because we already know and already curious, tell dong, Cell." Zahra put on a pleading face and followed the others.

I had to lie to my friends because this matter was too complicated to tell. I usually tell them because they're like my family here.

I took a breath and exhaled loudly. "Andra accidentally poured water on my psychology book from Ustadzah Fatima, so I was angry." May they believe my lies.

"Reliefly because of that? But Andra looked so sad. Kayak abis cut off boyfriend."

" Tumben you're that angry because of that?"

My friends are very detailed to know. But I don't mind, they're like that because of their concern for friends. Sometimes I do that to a friend here.

Aidha guessing. "Perhaps because the book was from her mother Harsa, so Seli was angry because it was so unfortunately the same book."

"Byeah, yuk." Zahra walked ahead of us.

"When you talk about Harsa, why does Zahra like to change that attitude?" Iffah asked in a whisper.

"Is Zahra jealous?"

"Hush, uh." I walked up to Zahra and stopped because I remembered to open the phone on the pouch I had brought.

"Seli, ayok."

"First, you need to check hp first. Hehe."

The phone that I'm silent turns out to show 23 missed calls, I expected, must be from Andra. I intended to ignore and keep going, but I was surprised to see Andra walking up to me.

"Sley." Andra continued to chase while calling me, already like in the dramas I watched.

Actually I don't hate him but for now I don't want to meet Andra. I want to forget and lose my race to her. Andra who kept calling me, instead of me looking, I sped up the pace to catch up with friends.

"Seli, please."

The deg!

Andra managed to catch up to me and now pulled my hand.