
Finally finished also washing the dishes, and my body felt his aches all because of dancing earlier in school. I did not think that the first day of school I get this kind of pleasure, like this, especially meeting him, duh.... God made him my soul mate.
........꧁☆☬Salam Santuy☬☆........
"Assalamu'alaikum Alang."
"Waalaikumsalam Anin."
"Why are you here?"
"Aren't we getting married?"
"Ha..wed?"
I saw around a lot of people including Ummi and Abi and Pak Penghulu, I was confused? What's the matter?
"Any Nak for his ijab qobul?" ask Mr. Penghulu who surprised me.
"E-eh, get ready, sir."
"I marry you to my son Anindya bin Muhammad Ibrahim with a dowry a set of prayer tools in cash."
"I accept the marriage of Anindya bin Muhammad Ibrahim with mas kawi a set of cash prayer tools."
"Where are the legitimate witnesses?"
"Well ...!!" shouted the witnesses
"Alhamdulillah be lawful, now you may shake hands."
"Well sir," I said gladly.
Kingg!!
The sound of alarm suddenly woke me from the beautiful dream I had of marrying him.
"Setdah was apparently even a dream, when a little more can kiss her forehead." lamented I was sad but turned into a smile, because imagine it again.
"Hoam ... what time is it."
04:30
I went from the delicious mattress to get ready to pray together with the family.
"Alang come on adzan," cried abi.
"Yes abi."
Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar (2x)
Asyhadu allaa willaaha (2x)
Ashhadu anna Muhammadar rasuulullah (2x).
Hayya's 'alashshalaah (2x)
Hayya's (2x).
Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar (1x)
Laa lilaaha (1x)
After the completion of the prayer I prayed fervently to Allah SWT to be betrothed to the world of the Hereafter with Anindya.
"O Allah make him my companion in the hereafter, match him with me, if not a mate, force God, he must be my soul mate."
"Aamiin Allahuma Aamiin."
ANINDYA POV
"Allah will match me later with a man who is sholeh and funny like him, hihi."
"Solicitor, Allah guide the servant, if he is a friend of the servant, bring him closer, otherwise separate him in a good condition."
"Wake the first day of my study, O Allah, protect my servants from evil deeds and whispers of shethan."
"Aamiin's."
POV Return to Gilang
After I finished praying, I immediately got ready to take a shower and prepared school supplies properly.
"Alang let's have breakfast, son, Ummi is ready to prepare this favorite fried rice."
"Woah Ummi fried rice."
"Read ummi."
Excitedly I went out of the room to the dining room to eat my favorite fried rice.
"Where is Ummi, Satria's brother?"
"Oh, your brother's gone."
"Oh. has gone yes, uh Mala today you are very beautiful." Gombalku while pinching the chubby cheeks of my beloved sister.
.
"What a'ak, sick to my cheek."
"Udah or kidding, quickly breakfast is already at 06:20 this." said Ummi
"Yes Ummi."
After finishing breakfast I immediately say goodbye to Ummi and Abi to ask for blessing and prayer to be safe on the way.
"Ummi Abi, Alang went to school first."
"Yes be careful on the road, don't speed, here's your food."
"Yes ummi."
"Assalamu'alaikum."
"Getishalight."
'Bismillah, may you survive to the destination.'
I turn on my beloved beat motor—Acil—ini and ride casually while enjoying the atmosphere of this sunny morning.
Skips.
At exactly 06:40 I reached the school and headed straight to the parking lot, after which I headed to the announcement to find out which class I was in.
Arriving there, apparently many children had gathered in front of the announcement.
"Punten missions, Aing wants to see" I said butting into the crowd.
Turns out I was in class 1A, which people say the contents must be smart. Uh but wait a minute? he was also in 1A.
'Alhamdulillah seems to exist, O Allah thank you.'
Meanwhile there is a rioting boy near the announcement because he came bad luck.
"WARM WATER MISSION, I WANT TO SEE, PLEASE STAY AWAY!"
Eh apparently the sontoloyo, yes who else if not the Irwan— my best friend from SMP—, he is indeed a person who likes to grumble but his heart is good.
"Eh Anjay, apparently already first. uh you entered the class where lang" he said
"Then the goat! Early in the morning it was a storm."
"We selow dong, which class do you belong to?"
"Get in class 1A, noh your check where, in class 1A there's no name for you."
"Well as*, not our class."
Irwan checked the announcement in the mading carefully, and it turned out that he entered the last class which was the 1D class.
"Eh last class buset."
"Hahahaha, ******you got a hahaha corner class," I laughed seeing Irwan masem's face like rotten fruit.
"It's good you're happy, look at the friend's suffering."
"Hahaha happy is it, from yesterday you laughed at me. Yes now replace hahaha."
"Udah ah I want to go to class first, it's seven at least five."
Then I immediately died, Irwan who was upset because he entered the last classroom.
Skips
Upon arrival in class I immediately took the front seat, because yes I like in front, because if behind can not be consequent if studying. Yes you know yourself the seat behind it is the prospective member of DPR—Kiasan—all, whose hobbies are huddled, playing the same molor.
"Eh Alang entered class 1A too?" asked a woman to surprise me.
"Eh Anin apparently, yes Nin thank God got class 1A."
"Yes, get ready, soon our homeroom teacher will enter."
"Yes baby, uh anin." I said making anin smile.
The...!!
the school entrance sign sounded.
We are all getting ready to wait for the Guardian of the class, hopefully the homeroom is good and understanding.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Children."
"Waalaikumsalam, Buk," we reply in unison.
Turns out our class guardian is a woman, with a Muslim look continues to look young age.
"Include Dwi Susanti's mother."
"Hello Susan's mother" we said kindly.
"Mother is appointed to be your homeroom teacher, well said the old man did not know then do not love, therefore please introduce yourself each , starting from the far right front ya." buk Susan's.
We began to introduce ourselves to each of them, both name, date of birth, place of residence and hobby.
Skips.
After I finished my self-introduction, I found out Anindya's birth date and month and her hobby turned out to be singing and reading novels.
"Well Children, now we will determine who is the class president, vice, secretary and treasurer."
"Well, who's willing to be class president?" ask susan's mother.
We all fell silent, looking at each other who would want to be class president.
"Hayo is anyone willing?" ask Susan's mother back.
"Well, no one dared to, okay if that's what Mother chooses, I'll see from your biodata."
A few minutes later, Susan's mother found the names to be assigned.
"OK I chose Gilang Sanjaya to be the class president."
I was shocked when Susan's mother mentioned my name to be class president.
"Well to his Deputy Dewi Puspita Sari."
"Keep her secretary Anindya."
"And his treasurer Tasya Lestari."
"To the Children, the names you have chosen please stand."
"Yes ma'am" we replied.
"Mom asks you to be trustworthy in the responsibilities that are given."
"Yes mom."
"Yes, please sit back, well next I will share a list of lessons this year for you, hopefully you will note yes."
"Yes buk."
We all immediately put out a notebook to record a list of lessons from Monday to Saturday.
Skips.
When she finished, Susan's mother immediately left the class because she was going to teach soon. A few minutes after Susan's mother came out, the next teacher came in to fill the schedule for the first hour lesson, Mathematics.
"Good morning everyone." said the Master.
"Good morning sir."
"Include the name of Mr. Joni Simanjuntak, the Father will teach you math subjects.
"Well, now open all of you package books, have you given the package books?"
"It's sir."
The first lesson began, all the students in the class were busy taking notes and hearing the explanation from the joni pack about Mathematics in the first chapter.
After finishing the first hour, continued again with the second and third hours of Indonesian Language and Cultural Arts lessons.
........꧁☆☬Salam Santuy☬☆........
"Hi friends, what lessons on your first day of study, are the subjects fun or not?"
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