Mr. Ustadz I Love You
Love Song
The gathering hall of the santri is full. Thousands of students took their seats. This activity has obtained permission from Abah, as long as it keeps the Krama system like a santri.
The seats of the sons and daughters are next to each other. The high walls of this type of wood stretch separating between the santri putra and santri putri.
"Yeyy, sit in front." cheered cheerfully. "lucky we first Ra so get a seat in front of you." Ulfa is excited.
"Emang pinter is my best friend. ututu." played Ulfa's cheek.
"Ehemm, whose son was it ?" his arrogant style.
"Burhan sir's son !" exclaiming Ara.
Ulfa's father Burhanudin was the subject of Ara and Ulfa's jokes that night.
They laugh together too.
"Unfortunately Siti didn't come. It must be more exciting."
"Yes Ra. But how else, her father mbak Siti is seriously ill he said."
"We doain aja may his father Ma'am Siti cepetan hembuh. Aamiin's."
"Aamiin." welcome Ulfa.
After a while of waiting, Classmeeting closing activities begin. MC of santri putra numbering two people is already in his position.
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi....."
The closing activities went smoothly, a series of events continued to pass. Until the end of the prize-sharing event for the classmeeting race.
Distribution of gifts starting from santri putra.
"Alright for the distribution of the prize of the santri futsal competition the son is welcome for Mr. ustadz Ghifari to submit the prize." exclaimed MC.
The cheers of the princess santri exploded hearing the name of their dream ustadz called.
"Mbak-mbak please yes, please be calm do not rowdy, I am also not less handsome than Mr. Ghifari." exclaimed MC with the pedenya.
"Huuuu."
Then the cheers of all the students were on the MC.
"Idihhh, Si Hasyim is a child
"
"I don't know how Hasyim is."
The two men laughed at Hashim from afar. Hasyim one of the MCs of the show tonight, seeing the behavior of their super pede friends, of course, Ara and Ulfa are not surprised anymore. It has become a daily meal for Hashim's classmates including Ara and Ulfa his close friends.
Even with his pedia Hashim crowned himself as the most handsome man in the pesantren.
It was crazy, Ara thought.
"Aaaaaa." the princess santri's shout echoed again seeing Rafan had already started handing out the prizes to the winners.
"Astaghfirullah, subhanallah, a handsome husband-to-be."
"God is my husband's husband, his handsome son."
" Kyaaaa, Candidate priest, my future imamuuuu is very handsome."
Yes, roughly like that the noisy ranks of santri princess with high-level genitalia.
"Patiently, Ra. Do not enter the heart, only the people are too ordinary." Ulfa rubbed gently on Ara's calming back.
Ara just smiled.
Basic sucks.
"Eh Ra see, Mr. Rafan wear the same clothes as you."
Ara smile. "You know ya."
"Iss won't tell me."
"And he's my husband." whispered Ara shyly.
"Don't be, the fate is single." Ulfa scowled her headscarf.
"Udah ah, don't focus on seeing the husband." whispered Ara.
Rafan with all his good looks and dashing perform to the maximum. Couple dress in black with maroon color lines on his chest, adding a long list in the mind of the Princess santri.
" Hum husband is a very handsome man.!" Ulfa looked at Rafan from a distance in his admiration.
"Don't mess around, it's my husband."tukas Ara.
"Yes, yes."
The gift sharing activity has been completed. The prayer reading was led by Ustadz Imam.
"Alhamdulilahirobbilalamin.has finished our show tonight today. We as muqosimul auqot beg Allah SWT for forgiveness and apologize to the ustadz, Ustadzah and also the santri, if during the event that many words were inappropriate and pleasing in the hearts of all friends, we apologize profusely. We end Wabilahitaufik walhidayah. Wassalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."
"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." santri answered simultaneously.
"Sorry before we have another special appearance from a special person.!!!" hashim.
Santri, who was about to get out of his seat, sat back to his place. Wonder what special looks and who they think they are.
"Okay guys, let's welcome Mr Ghifari's special performance!!!!! Time and place we're pardoning."
Well, you can imagine how rowdy santri princess now.
Rafan smiled and was already sitting in the chair provided by the committee. Actually Rafan did not want to sit in that high chair. Because his ustadz friends were sitting under him.
But, after being convinced by the ustadz, Rafan finally wanted to sit in the chair that had been provided.
"So friends, Mr Ghifari would like to give a surprise, sir ? Want to contribute a song right sir ?" tanya Hasyim made sure.
He answered Rafan's head.
"Okay, go straight to Mr. Ghifari." Hasyim hands the mic to Rafan's hand.
Rafan little throats reduces nervousness. Though Rafan has often appeared in public, but now he is still nervous. Maybe Ara's whereabouts made her nervous.
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."
"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." Replied with the spirit of the santri, especially the princess santri.
"I'm sorry my friends took a minute."
"Ohh sir ganteng do not apologize, want to get eidan tomorrow if the father is there mah, at home I." said a santri princess.
"Udah my priest, you're not wrong."
Yes that was the shameful babble that sounded in Ara's ears.
That's my mouth when I say yes. I want to take his mouth. Astaghfirullah Ara can't. Ara was busy with her muttering.
"Live on, here I want to contribute a little song as a surprise."
And the whispers of neighbors were heard all over the santri sitting. They asked me who the surprise was for. Please be anxious, they are Ustadz Ghifari.
So here's the surprise.
"Cieee, I think I know who I'm for."Ulfa repeatedly nudged Ara's arm.
Ara smiled shyly as she continued to look at Rafan.
Rafan cleared his throat, before beginning to sing.
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When I decided to meet your parents
I assure you you are the best
And when you choose
I deserve you
This heart vows to always take care of you
*I'm sure you're the answer
Whispers in my bow in the third of my night
For your presence completes my faith
When you choose
I deserve you
This heart vows to always take care of you
*I'm sure you're the answer
At every door, even though I don't know your name
Whispers in my bow in the third of my night
For your presence completes my faith
Throw out old stories
New story series
Age together...
Indonesian heartbroken song sung. How not, that's the song belonging to Rey Mamayang whose incident is the dream of women . But unfortunately he had already challenged a woman who had become his choice. Their marriage left everyone exposed to the Baperr Pake Banget virus.
Including Ara, hehehe.
Applause and Cheers again filled the assembly hall. Everyone smiled wishing they were meant, but it seemed impossible. Speculation began to emerge, for whom was it offered. There are even those who are ready to be pretentious to be detectives kemalaman.
Nothing but Ara, her heart was warm. Thousands of butterflies danced beautifully throughout her body. His eyes could not be separated from Raffan. Ulfa who had teased him earlier was not in his cave.
Thanks though.
That was all that was continuously ejected from Ara's heart. He himself was shocked, nervous and so on all mixed into one.
But he must be happy.
Her beautiful manic continues to be focused on Rafan, watching how beautiful the creation of the Most Love is given to him.
That night Rafan smiled with sincerity, his heart was warm and happy to do the best for Ara to see.
"Wahhhh, how are friends. Very cool Mr. Ghifari." said MC.
"Kerennnnn." santri's compact answer.
"If it's cool, what if we ask for one more song. Agreed !!"
The MCs looked excited, Rafa thought.
"Agreed!!!"
"Sir Ghifari please, count for mementos we will soon want a vacation, hehehe." casually MC joked with Rafan, ready again if not Hashim.
Rafan did not refuse, he again grabbed the mic and took a deep breath.
"Well because tomorrow we're on vacation, and we're going back to each other's houses, I'm going to sing one more song."
The cheers of Rafan's fans sounded more boisterous.
"Ehem, but before singing this song. I want to say that this song is dedicated to a special person."
Yes, the words of Rafan again managed to bring up new speculation amid the hustle and bustle of santri. How not ? rafan has never had any news about a special person. Almost some of the princess santri began to be confused with her feelings.
Who is lucky to be special to Rafan.
In the corner of the seat of a human figure with a high sense of pedenya assume that he is the special person. Who else wouldn't be Ustadzah Nisa.
It sucks, doesn't it ?
*****
Without any more frills Rafan started singing again.
I never asked
Perfect companion figure
Enough of him always
Patience accompanies in my shortcomings
God is presenting
The greatest woman
The strong never complain
My happiness is always with you
If there was a miracle
I want to engrave
Your name is above the stars of space
To let everyone know
You mean to me
For the long time you were mine
Now I have proven it
You are a loyal companion
The strong never complain
My happiness is always with you
If there was a miracle
Want me to engrave
Your name is above the stars of space
To let everyone know
You mean to me
For the long time you were mine
But I realized myself
Cannot always
Happy you
But I will fight for you the greatest
Dream lover
If there was a miracle
If there was a miracle
I want to engrave
Your name is above the stars of space
To let everyone know
You mean to me
For the long time you were mine
