My Love Ends At Pesantren

The Extra Part 10

Raihan came to Rika's campus, it seemed like he needed to talk to the girl first before meeting Nadya. Raihan believes that Rika must know a lot about Nadya.

"Assalamualaikum," Raihan chose to sit beside Rika.

"Waalaikumsalam," Rika just smiled, she so deg-degan met with Raihan.

"Am I interrupting?" Rika just shook her head.

"There's something I want to talk about, but can we find a place that's a little quiet. This is privacy" Raihan said.

Without speaking Rika walked away from Raihan, she turned her head back towards Raihan when she realized that the man was not following her.

"Why stay there?" Ask Rica.

"You just go, I don't think you want to talk to me" Raihan now walked over to Rika.

Without replying to Raihan's words, Rika continued her steps towards the back garden of her faculty. There are rarely students hanging out. Raihan only watched Rika's steps. He followed the girl while occasionally looking left-right. That was all he thought.

Rika now turned around and looked at the man as if questioning his reason for finding him. Raihan just smiled, he scratched his non-itchy nape. For some reason he was nervous, Rika's cold gaze seemed to make him squeak.

"What's wrong?" Rika asked expressionlessly.

"Hmm I want to talk about something, uh this," Raihan looked nervous, he looked back at Rika before continuing his words. "It has to do with Nadya and Andika," the word was finally spoken as well. Rika's facial expression suddenly changed, which was not flat immediately stiffened hearing Raihan's words.

"What do you mean? What's wrong with them?" Rika tried as quietly as possible. He did not want to show his nervousness, he was worried that this would bring a problem.

"Don't pretend, I know you must understand what I just said. You know something about them," now Raihan looks assertive.

Rika looked at Raihan with an elusive look, she was at a loss as to what to answer. Should he talk? Does he have the right to speak? Rika was still speechless, she was at a loss as to what to say.

"Why is it silent ?" Raihan unintentionally approached Rika and held both of her shoulders. Rika was getting confused as to what to say.

"It doesn't seem like my right to talk about it, let Nadya herself answer it" Rika replied.

"I'll question it directly to Nadya, but tell her what you know before" Raihan said.

"No, there is no need to hear other people's stories if you can question them directly, the stories of others will only be different" Rika said.

Raihan was silent, he was still staring at the woman before him. Rika waited for Raihan to reply, but the man fell silent and looked at her.

It was better that he leave, he could not stay in front of the man for too long. " I'm sorry, Assalamualaikum, then" he said, walking away. Raihan gasped "Waalaikumsalam," he stared at Rika's departure in him.

Raihan is now walking towards his car, he has to meet Nadya and discuss this with her. All problems must be resolved well before the day.

In a different place

His eyes now led to the group of santri who were joking, his sweet smile now adorned his handsome face. His feet approached the santri.

"Assalamualaikum," he said while sitting next to a santri.

" Waalaikumsalam," at once the santri answered the greetings from Andika.

"You seem so engrossed, talking about what?" ask Andika.

"It's about a friend of Doni, he said he wanted to marry a woman, but he was confused because it turned out that the woman was not holy anymore" said Arman, one of the students.

"Why confused? When we love someone because of God, the bad good we have to accept including his past. Marriage is not just a solution to the problem of orgasm, but also conduct worship. Is not marriage perfecting worship? A good priest, he will not look back at his communists, his job is only to educate and direct him to be a better figure," All were silent to Andika's words, they had not expected the man who had recently joined them to be that mature. What a beautiful thought.

"Every human being has his story in his own past, we who are in the present, can only take care of it, direct it and accompany it. There is no need to judge, for we never know what our position is in God's eyes, are we better than him or are we worse ?" Again Andika's speech is able to make the santri amazed.

"It looks like you can become a priest in the house of Abang later," said Arman while patting Andika on the shoulder. Andika just smiled. Really ? Is there enough to build a household ? Ah his mind is now fixed on the figure of someone who until now missed him. Somehow it's going. "Amen,"he said.

They continued the conversation about the nature of this life, a life that was only mortal. Andika is grateful to be able to be reunited with people like them, many things that he has obtained even though it has not been up to a week of his arrival.

Adhan Ashar was echoed, Andika and the santri are now getting ready to go to musollah. They first take ablution water, Andika is appointed to be a muezzin.

"Allahu akbar, Allahu akbar (pronounced 2 times),

Asyhadu Allaa ilaaha illa Allah (pronounced 2 times), Asyhadu anna Muhammadar Rasulullah (pronounced 2 times), Hayya ‘alash shalaah (pronounced 2 times), Hayya ‘alal falaah (pronounced 2 times), Hayya, Allahu akbar Allahu akbar (pronounced 1 time), Laa ilaaha illa Allah (pronounced 1 time)," The beautiful sweet voice of Andika's lips was heard all over the pesantren. He did not think his voice sounded beautiful.

After performing the congregational azhar prayer, Andika is now silent for a moment, her mind is now drifting into her daily life all this time. It turned out that he had stepped far away, he had almost forgotten how to return. But fortunately because of the heartache he felt made him now learn to find a way home. He was grateful that in the midst of the pain, he met the right person, asking him to choose the right path.

Andika looked at the ceiling of the musollah, she said a million thanks. Now he gives up his way of life to the destiny of God, he is sure that Allah SWT will never sleep, is a great and loving substance. God of the universe, the owner of the heart. Andika is sure, one day she will find her love, the love created for her, a girl who will always accompany her later.

In the middle of his daydream, someone approached him. Holding Andika's shoulder made the man turn and smile when he realized who was holding her shoulder.

"Abi" he said, kissing the back of Kafian Lukman's hand. Yes, the person who came to him was Kinafan Lukman, the father of the girl he loved.

"What's up, kid ? Is there anything that bothers you?" Andika just smiled at the question of Kinafan Lukman.

"I only remember my life once Bi, it turns out I have walked too far," he said, looking down. Financed Lukman smiled, he could see a regret in both Andika's eyes.

"Every series of stories must have regrets, that's where we can take the meaning of life. Too much regret will only make us forget to prepare to improve. Misguidance without action will only make you more sorry son, rise up. Your path is now right, live full sincerity. The final problem will be, let God answer it," Andika now looks at Financed Lukman, he is now more and more determined to fix himself into a better person.

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