MOON IN PESANTREN
Women in Andra's Past?
The weather is not too hot. Our children planned to eat together in the cafeteria. Gathering with friends before the return day is always an option for some students. Thank God, I am grateful many times because Zahra and I can return like before. If Zahra and I were silent like enemies, maybe the other roommates would go awry. The harmony in this room disappeared.
We left for the cafeteria in a few minutes while waiting for Zahra, Nisa and Iffah. Zahra was talking to Harsa some distance away from the middle corridor, Nisa was still accompanying the first class santri who was crying from fighting, while Iffah had a need with her sister. I was a little worried about Zahra, about what Harsa wanted to talk to Zahra about. He asked to speak to Zahra right after him who seemed to have heard our chat while on the stairs earlier.
“Assalamualaikum.” Iffah entered the room and said hello. Then we answered in unison.
“Fah, Nisa same Zahra is still not running?” aninda asked with a look still in front of her novel book.
“It's not yet.” Iffah looked at the window. “Eh, that's them already way here.”
Najwa who was also cool to read the novel immediately rose. “Ya. Yuk. Later fear to hunt Zuhur."
“Yuk!”
“Naila, don't forget to bring the camera, yes,” said Aidha reminded while wearing the hijab bergo and cardigannya.
Finished preparing, we went dozens of paths to the canteen through the nearest road. We joked along the way to cause noise, so quickly shrink the sound when one was aware of it. About five minutes later, we arrived at the cafeteria.
“People sit there aja.” Zahra pointed at one of the empty tables at the back.
“OK. Who's food?” ask Aidha.
“Tomorrow. We are, Dha,” my proposal. “Same who else wants to come?”
Dilla and Syilla volunteered. Then, the four of us approached the meatball stand, four others bought drinks and small meals, while two others waited at the table we were going to sit at.
“Cantinya same twelfth grade rame is mah,” I said to Aidha on the sidelines waiting for the meatballs ready to be served.
“Iya his name is also tomorrow home, Sel.” Aidha who was busy seeing people passing by, suddenly faced towards me. “By the way, Cell. I am grateful that you and Zahra are better. The room children can not afford to see you guys like semalem. Surprised all of us, you guys are very deceptive. You could say Zahra is the most deket same as you if in the room.”
Come to think of it, Zahra and I were indeed often together. More precisely, it was Zahra who always taught me subjects that I did not understand. He also always reminds me and invites me to study if I read a novel or watch a drama for too long. Chatting with Zahra was indeed very exciting because the knowledge he had was extensive, making me know more things that I had not previously known. It seems like I would be very sad if I lost a friend like him.
“Truly, Dha. Not dear, deh. I want to graduate Gini. His last impression time was so. Uh, that's the meatball so.” I pointed at the meatball cart.
After all the food and children were complete, we started eating it. The spiciness and heat of the meatball sauce make the eyes become literate and the face becomes reddened.
“GUYS, WE SING TOGETHER, YES.” A santri rijal who was hanging out in the cafeteria with his friends shouted while standing up.
Song ‘Best Love’ DJ Danank's version is tuned fast by one of them. The atmosphere of the canteen was stirred by the singing and cheers of the twelfth class who happened to be gathering in the canteen, some people recording this moment.
“I LOVE YOUUUU.”
“Tu! Wa! Ga! Pat!”
“MESSICA ... I'M NOT THE FIRST. IN YOUR HEART BUT ... MY BEST LOVE FOR YOU. ALTHOUGH ..”
“KU NOT A STAR IN THE SKY. BUT MY LOVE IS THE BESTK.”
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At 11:00 WIB. Santri in the canteen began to disperse and return to their respective dormitories because soon the time will arrive. Do not forget to clean the table and dispose of garbage in the place that has been provided. The head of the force and its ranks are in the canteen that oversees the twelve-class force.
“Why, Cell?"
With my hand still holding her hand. “Ceritain. Last morning Harsa actually heard the talk of us time on the stairs?”
Zahra put on a face pretending to think. His index finger tapped on his chin. “Yes that, deh. I'm so ashamed, Cell if discussed again. But, there is the senengnya as well, sih.”
“What? Tell a story. We are walking slowly aja.”
“Hmm. But, Harsa also said something about Andra. You want denger?”
“About Andra?”
“Yes, but you don't get disappointed or sad, yeah. So here ..”
Flashbacks
“Sorry,” said Harsa when he was standing opposite Zahra.
“Live to the point aja.”
“Oh, okay. Ane knows that ane is impolite and guilty because of a little bit of the chatter you just now. But, ane can not make pretend not to know because later ane will feel like a coward who pretends to be stupid.”
Zahra turned her face away, not wanting to look at Harsa. His body was trembling and sweating coldly. He wanted to run away from here, but that desire he endured because he also wanted to know what Harsa would say. Everything has to be done now, he thought.
“Thank you already like the same ane and sorry can not bales your feelings. Ane can only give a little pesen to you yes, Ra.” Harsa stared at Zahra at a glance then continued, “Ente it has extraordinary ability and intelligence. Ane is worried that your feelings of like to ane can make you negligent in learning or other things. So, please don't waste what you've built from first.”
“How important is it that you have a crush on temen ane? You like Seli, right? Means you can also be negligent, right?”timpal Zahra with a slight snarl. It was like there was something on his chest that he had been holding onto for a long time finally came out.
“Betul. That's why here I want to take care of it. Do not let you feel heartbroken like ane. We are soon in college, you have struggled and managed to maintain achievements in international schools like this, not easy. So, don't let it interfere with your career in the future. Like it can but do not overdo it especially to bring bad. We have been accepted at the same campus and faculty, hopefully until later we can still be good friends, yes. I don't want to lose my tea kayak ente.”
Zahra gulped her bitter saliva at hearing Harsa's words. He felt like there was no hope for his feelings. Harsa still can't open her heart.“Tar first. You said you were heartbroken? Because Seli?”
Harsa nodded. “He doesn't like me at all. She likes Andra.”
Zahra smiled obliquely then chuckled. It was no longer as emotional as before. He began to understand what Harsa had meant to him. “Dan, you still like Seli even though he likes other guys, yes. Our fate is the same.”
“Then from that, Ra. I don't want to know what ane rasain is. On the outside there many admire you. You want us to be best friends?”
Zahra grunting. “Udahlah. Don't talk about it. Now I want it, you already know Seli likes Andra, do Andra like Seli too?”
“Setau ane Andra also so, but there are women in Andra's past who make him can not like Seli completely.”
“Means?”
“Andra can not forget the woman completely.”
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