Mr. Ustadz I Love You

Ara

The night is still not over, the wind blows softly. The silent atmosphere still enveloped. The tranquility to honor the Divine. Tranquility in a third of the night leads do’a to the Almighty.

“Ara wakes up Ra.” wiggles the arm of a man named Ara. The one who woke up was still asleep in his dreams.

“Astagfirullah Ara woke up dong, he said he wanted tahajud. Ihh sleep rich kebo deh.” wiggle again Ara's shoulder.

“Hemm, soon the responsibility of the prince is in front of the house.” blabbering talking about the prince with eyes still closed.

“Astagfirullah Ara, the prince continues yes your dreams, sin tau.” the woman Menoyor heads Ara with her index finger.

“What the hell Ulfa denget again, later the prince hunted away. It's still cold, too. Five minutes more yes.” is still blabbering while pulling the blanket close up to his head.

“Astagfirullah Ara, Five minutes later you even molor until dawn. Later do not sayin Ustadzah Ani loh Let you get angry continue to be watered with water the same Ustadzah Ani Kayak at that time, do not want !” threaten the girl called Ulfa.

Hearing angry words, watering. Inevitably Ara finally opened her eyes. He did not want to start to get up and make the bed even though he was still staggering.

“Now this habit child, threatened first just wake up.”

“Uaaaahh. I woke up, don't worry. Sana cepet to the mosque later I will follow.”

“In fact look out for molor again, tak sayin ustadzah Ani really loh !” Ulfa spoke again.

“Nggeh Ndoro.” Ara replied.

“Awas if not overtaken, did not pites you.” Ulfa passed and went to the mosque to perform tahajud prayers.

After making sure Ulfa went away Ara again dropped herself on the blanket and pillow that she had stacked earlier.

“Aah it's good to sleep, where it's still cold again, sleep again ah. Tomorrow-tomorrow could tahajud.” Ara curled up again and her eyes slowly began to shut.

Till

“Zelena Arayaa !” That shrill voice reawakened Ara's consciousness as well as tearing down the dream of her riding prince.

“You're still not awake ya !” exclaim that woman.

Ara woke up in a panic, she recognized the voice. Yes, it is the voice of the Ustadzah Ani. ustadzah who is respected for his discipline towards the santriwati.

“Pinter just woke up yes.” rent Ara's ears.

“Aduhh, oh sick ustadzah. Yes dong zah.” Ara in pain held the hand of Ani's corpse who was jeweling her ear.

Ustadzah Ani felt sorry to see Ara in pain holding her ear then took off her hand.

“you habit yes if told to wake up and sleep again.”

“Ia sorry ustadzah because it was still sleepy. hehehe.” grinned without sin while holding his ear that was still sick felt.

“Basar boy, already there ready us to pray tahajud together.you are already big do not be a bad example ya make adek-adeknya.” Ani's Ustadzah reminded Ara and gently stroked Ara's head.

“Ia zah, Ara sorry ya.” Ara felt guilty about her behavior.

“Ya already cepet take ablution, let it sleepy. Ustadzah wait at mosque yes same Ulfa.”

“Iya zah.”

Ara walked towards the bathroom with her giant steps still controlled by the drowsiness.

It must be Ulfa who reported me to Ani's ustadzah. Watch out for you Fa see later.Ara grumbled in his heart.

****

The morning mosque was already full of worshipers who must be santrinya.the mosque is located in the neighborhood of Pondok Pesantren famous in Bandung. Before long I heard the sweet voice I saw the dawn of the azan vibrating the soul and heart.

A beautiful voice makes anyone not want a second to neglect not to listen. Everyone knew who the owner of that beautiful, sweet voice was. It must be the voice of Ustadz Ghifari.

The soft voice managed to make everyone amazed and proud. Not only his handsome face and good temperament, the beauty of his voice was able to hypnotize humans. To realize how beautiful the creation of the Almighty is.

Meanwhile in the shaf part of the princess.

“Ya Allah is very melodious voice candidate priest.”

“Astagfirullah, masyaallah, subhanallah my future imam.”

“Mashaallah beautiful.”

“Subhanallah merduya.”

Babes santri princess with a high level of innocence.dreaming to reach the stars in the sky. Dream hehehe.

Ulfa Ara's best friend did not miss the embarrassment.

“Mashaallah my future imam.”

Ulfa propped up her chin with her right hand. His eyes were closed allowing the voice of his future priest to enter the recesses of his heart to flow with his blood. Ulfa glanced at her best friend Ara, it turns out that the beautiful and melodious voice of Ustadz Ghifari has not been able to penetrate the wall of drowsiness in Ara's eye fertilizers.

How not ? When others fervently listen to meandering the torment from heaven is different from Ara.

The girl supported her head with both hands. her head was slightly stumbling to withstand the weight of her sleepiness.

it seemed very heavy, visible from both hands Ara who objected to hold her head.

Ulfa only shook his head in wonder at the behavior of his best friend, still had time to sleepy to hear the sound of ustadz dambaan. Ulfa pushes Ara with her index finger, and manages to make Ara look and almost fall forward if not immediately aware.

“Iss what the heck Fa !” Ara hit her best friend's arm.

“Lagian there is a sound of azan from heaven even sleep.” Ulfa replace menoyor head Ara.

“Iss will play toyor pala’ aja lu Fa !”

“Ya sorry. hence liter.brum mulu his eyes not flashy later.”.

the two humans were still in a fuss with the head toyor-menoyor.

“Ehemm ! ” deheman hard stop Ara action who was about to pinch Ulfa waist.

Ara and Ulfa turned at the same time towards the deheman, who turned out to be right in the shaf behind them.

“Hehehe Ustadzah Ani.” said they simultaneously while grimacing.

Before long the sound of the iqomah echoed it was a sign that Abah had arrived at the place of prayer. Abah is the santri designation for the great Kyai Muhammad Ali Fuad the leader of the Pondok Pesantren Nurul Jannah.

He is the one who usually leads the five-time prayer for his students.

***

The sun began to stand gallantly shining on the universe. Busyness was seen in the dormitory of the princess this morning. Some are getting ready for school, cleaning, preparing breakfast, some are just taking a shower. No exception Ara and Ulfa are preparing to leave for college, which happens to be the morning lecture schedule.

Pondok Pesantren Nurul Jannah which does not provide facilities to achieve the safety of the afterlife only. There also provides education as well as other schools.Starting from the level of MI, Mts, MA and lectures. The big boarding house, right ? certainly big because it can accommodate thousands of students to study the world of the afterlife there.

“Fa is ready yet to leave?” take a book in the closet.

“Any boss departs.” departs from

in front of the closet and approaching Ara.

“You don't want breakfast first ?” ask someone.

“Do not need us to have class this morning, we will eat on campus just.” Answer Ara.

“Iya mbk same me too.” Ana chimed.

“Ya already if so, the spirit yes.”

“Ok mbak Siti thanks for the attention. So I want to kiss. Muachh” Ara gives a long-distance kiss to Mbak Siti.

“Boches jerky.” Ulfa is the head of Ara.

“Ihh Ulfa ! like yes same my head, yes my head is beautiful kayak yan has. hahaha.”

“Ihh geer.”

“Your base is. ” mbk Siti just laughed at the behavior of Ara and Ulfa. For him they were both mood boosters for him.

“We leave Mbk Assalamualaikum.” say both together.

“Waalaikumsalam .” Answer Mbk Siti.

***

Ara and Ulfa have reached their classes, they always have a morning schedule every Thursday because the lecturer asked for their meeting time to be accelerated on the grounds that the lecturer had a schedule with other classes.

Want to not want them to understand the lecturer of the reason.

Moreover, their lecturers are also famous for their intelligence. Not only smart handsome face, a body that is able to tempt every eye of the Eve. Not only the Eve, the Adam was fascinated by the good looks and beauty of his body.

Who else if not Mr. Ghifari.

Yes that's the name of who does not know this one figure. Beautiful and melodious voice, handsome handsome, smart science of the world and the hereafter.

Ustad in pesantren as well as lecturers at pesantren university. Complete package, Ulfa said. The world can be taken by the Hereafter.

No wonder so many women humiliate her to be their future husband.Including Author hehe.

“Prospective imam has not come yet Ra?” Ulfa asked Ara beside her.

“Ask by yourself sono.”

“iss Ara is the person who has not come also.” throws irritated lips. “Lagian yes Ra I noticed you that the cake is not interested in the same Mr. Ghifari. You're still sane, aren't you? “ holding Ara's forehead.

“Iss hold-hold again, I'm still sane ya.” flick Ulfa's hand. “What is the special part Mr. Ghifari is usually yes. The prince of my dreams. Wek” sticking tongue.

“astagfirullah like you need eye surgery to keep your eyes healthy Ra.”

Ara widened her eyes hearing Ulfa's words. “why is it?"

“Yes you are a handsome man who is the cake of the prophet Joseph so, keep his voice beautiful cake of the prophet David is said to be ordinary. Not in your right mind.”.

“Hahaha. Fa Ulfa can-can say that.” Patting hard on his best friend's shoulder.

“Lagian Fa, have you seen the prophet Joseph ?”.

All I asked was shaking my head.

“So you ever heard the voice of the prophet David, until he said his voice resembled that of the prophet David?” Continue Ara.

The one asked again just shook his head.

“Kan has never been, I can speculate on that cake. In any case it must be a sakepan of the prophet Joseph and a voice of the prophet David from Pak Ghifari.” Tweet Ara.

“Tap it earlier parable aja Ra.” Ulfa defended herself.

“Au ah hand over you bye.” Ara resumes her writing show that Ulfa failed to interrupt.

“Ih you are not cool even nulis mulu. What else is ?”.

“You are noisy from earlier so please let all my inspiration right.”

Ulfa was just confused looking at her best friend, how could there be a human like Ara thought.

Finally they were immersed in their respective activities until the awaited lecturer came.

They seriously listened to Mr Ghifari's explanation. Either they seriously pay attention to the explanation or even seriously pay attention to the beauty that is in front of them.

Mr. Ghifari is a young lecturer, the appearance of an enchanting face plus his own status. Which woman is not interested in the lecturer.

But that did not apply to Ara, she did not like the lecturer in front of her. Plus Ara also has a Diniyah nsai schedule with the Ustadz.

According to Ara it is very boring to always see the face of the person constantly.although not in the college or in the dormitory of many friends, santri sister even ustadzah who is fascinated with the charisma of the poet Ghifari.

Yah. Ara is a little different.

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