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After eating and full, bulek santi pamit go home and make sure tomorrow if you can take the bulek santi to his workplace om sandi in the next village.


Bulek santi wants to leave rather early in the morning so that she can immediately meet her boyfriend and give news, because now hape bulek santi is really lost because of my carelessness.


We drove the bulek santi to the front of the house and made sure the vehicle drove safely until it was no longer visible to his back.


"Dadaaahhh bulek, be careful on the road, greetings to mbahTi and mbahKung yaaa" I shouted while waving my hands


Bulek santi still lives with mbahTi and mbahKung in adjoining districts, the distance is not far, it only takes 30 minutes to travel by motorcycle. We are still in one village but different sub-districts.


The sky began to darken and orange light bursts began to fade, incense was heard reading to teach children, and I rushed into my house to take a peci and wear a sarong, not to forget I took the book teaching iqro' volume 6, after which I said kiss the back of the hands of mother and father with reverence.


"Depart njai first sir, mother" I said after kissing their hands


Arriving at the mosque there are many students who come and sit cross-legged with a wooden table that has been provided in the mosque for the purposes of teaching. Does not feel adzan isya' reverberate, we all santri also ustad and ustazah follow prayer isya' congregation, I see father and mother also come, I see father and mother also come, he held a blue sea prayer mat with a ka'bah beside me, and I kissed his hand with reverence.


Mother and father also headed to the room provided to teach the elderly, mother najai iqro' 5 while the father had njai qur'an. Although they are old, they are not ashamed to learn to learn to read the Qur'an. Because of their spirit, I as a child also joined the spirit, sometimes at home we are still learning to read the Qur'an, mother whose tongue is stiff and often forgets never shy when I teach him, sometimes the father teaches us to read the Qur'an even though only 30 juice contains short letters.


Said the father, tomorrow if I have graduated from Elementary School later I will be schooled at the cottage, pesantren pak cottage was there already school there as well. He said there later not only learning to teach but also self-study and many activities about religion. Who knows after the hyacinth there I am no longer a geblk, but it could be an ustad, ustad irwan 😌 hemm my shadow when becoming an ustad, he said, I want to graduate quickly and go there.


I didn't feel like I was smiling at myself imagining what would happen.


"Son, it's night, there brush your teeth, wash your feet and hands and then sleep. Do not forget to pray before going to bed, so that tomorrow you can wake up before dawn" said the father while stroking my head


"Ngggeh sir" I answered and then went to the bathroom, more precisely the back well of the house, there is a building like a tile in which there is a kolah or bathtub that is wide enough but short, there is a building, only as high as the knee of the father, so if the bath should be with squat or sitting on a deskclik or a small wooden chair located a well and kolah only within 3 steps of the father's feet, then you should sit down, there is a protruding hole for where to fill the treated water from the well.


Our bathroom has no roof covered only on the side that twists and it is not made of bricks, only woven from pring or bamboo wood, the door is covered with cloth.


If the bathroom is late at night, we bring public lights because there are no lights installed. Then if it rains yes certainly use an umbrella, because there immediately roof the sky 🤭.