Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..
Owner of swimming glasses.
Happy Reading's...
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This clean white room, filled with puffs of cigarette smoke that airs looking for a gap to get out through the window that is wide open. The two young men were still engrossed in the sight of the book of Tafsir Jalalen in their hands, accompanied by a cup of coffee and a cigarette tucked in their fingers.
That time will never be enough, if a scholar thirsts for Science. As for the two of them who still continue to read, write and discuss, and not infrequently also while laughing out loud. Even though the clock has shown at 23:00 and most residents of Pesantren are also clear after their night Deresan activities. Even if someone still opens their eyes, of course it includes from the Diligent Santri.
However, behind the barrier, there was a girl who was still paused, and listened to the two brothers who were pining longs in their way with deep breaths at once. Hafiza, yes Hafiza who is still awake and hearing the sound of sayup voice that has been for many years vibrating her heart. Until the sound disappeared along with the closed window that is not far from the location of his room.
While in the room, the two young men were still staying up late but with their voices lowered, until Mother Ikah entered telling them to Rest.
"It's late at night, let's get some rest." Said Mother Ikah, while closing the window, then headed for the shirt of the two young men.
"So soon Nda, it's done." Gus Ali and Mas Naufal answered almost simultaneously.
"Do you need to find a reason to reduce the staying up both of you." Answer Mother Ikah.
"What is Nda.?" Mas Fikri asked by turning his head from the summary of the book he wrote.
"Wife." Mommy replied casually while stroking the backs of the two gently. And suddenly because of the words of Mother Ikah, Gus Ali immediately put the Bolpoin in his hands and immediately limit the book in front of him, as well as Mas Naufal, and the two compactly embraced the small bodies of their Angels. "Especially for Mas Fikri, it's time for marriage, so that Bude Rany at home there is a friend of his while staying here to stay here." Continue Mother Ikah.
"If you already have a Wife, you may not dare to stay up again Nda, afraid in Gemplang with his Wife. ha.ha.ha." Gus Ali replied by standing up and increasingly tightening his embrace on Mother Ikah who is now like shrinking behind the large tall body belonging to Gus Ali.
"Sholehah's wife, it won't be like that." Mas Fikri.
"Indeed be sure to get a wife who sholehah. Our Wong is certainly not enough to guide in the right direction with the knowledge we have." Gus Ali replied again.
"Already, already. It's tonight, let's get some sleep over there." Mother said to the two young men.
"Come, Mother must also rest, take care of health for all of us who still always want this hand to pray for us all of course." Said Gus Ali while kissing the two hands late Mother Ikah alternately.
Mother Ikah's hand stretched out, pointing to the smooth cheeks of Gus Ali and stroked him slowly and then turned towards the cheeks belonging to Mas Naufal.
"You are growing up so fast, like just yesterday Mother put you to sleep in your own bed and you cry for fear of sleeping only two." Said Mother Ikah.
"Because we grew up with love, it didn't feel so fast that time passed." Answer Mas Naufal.
Hugging tightly into the tubub Mother Ikah, Mas Ali took her Mother out of the Library room and drove her to get in front of her room, while Mas Naufal had already entered Gus Ali's room.
"Great rest Mother." Said Gus Ali after kissing Mother Ikah's forehead, then opened the door of Mother Ikah's room and with a thin smile review Mother Ikah closed the door of her room. After making sure the lights in Mother Ikah's room were off, Gus Alipun rushed back to his room.
Such is Gus Ali, he who is rarely seen willing to talk to a woman, but will be very sweet if it is in front of his mother and Madam Afiqah. Maybe also because of his attitude like that, Mbak Hafiza was made unable to resist his feelings grew more fertile without his wishes.
Inside the blue room, with a large glass sideboard on the corner side of the room next to the window. The sideboard was filled with the Book of the Book and Gus Ali's book, and Gus Ali was just about to approach the glass sideboard, when Mas Naufal suddenly had a voice with his distinctive style.
"It's late, it's already stuck. Later, quickly find a wife you know." Said Mas Naufal while removing the peci perched on his head, then put it on the nightstand next to a standard bed owned by Gus Ali.
"Mas Fikri is first." Gus Ali answered, and undo the intention that was about to open the glass sideboard, and move the direction to the bathroom.
Out of the room, Gus Ali saw Mas Naufal who was still holding a flat object in his hand with a slight humming of the si'iran from a book famous for his words of love to Robnya, and that's what I used to hear when Kang Santri was in love, or Madam Santri who was in love.
"So soon Rest Mas, not just in view. Mature same Abi, same Mother, must be given permission to Ta'aruf. If you need to be in the sermon." Said Gus Ali while pulling a blanket that is still neatly arranged at the end of the bed, then Gus Alipun immediately poured himself beside Mas Naufal.
"Al mar'ah (A woman )." Gus Ali said briefly and then turned his body back to Mas Naufal. And behind Gus Ali, Mas Naufal could only snort in annoyance while saying softly.
"Well, get rid of you. Your fragrant scent will be of no use to me. Good night, have read do'a yet." Said Mas Naufal slowly, then afterwards no more words came out of the two of them until the sound of a subtle roar of breath both of them were earthy, signifies that they have surfed to the beautiful nature without limits that is DREAM.
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After representing Abinya's dawn salary, Gus Ali returned to his room and there was already met Mas Naufal who was likely on his way home. Finally, Gus Alipun sat at his study table and opened several books to repeat the material to be given later at noon to replace Gus Nayif who was about to leave today, until the next few days.
It did not take long for Gus Ali to sink himself into the book before him, because one of the advantages of Gus Ali was his concentration when reading and remembering what he read or saw, and it's all a derivative of Abi as well as the Mother of course.
After drowning himself for a long time, something was troubling him. Namely, the sound of a broomstick that moves in rhythm, and it makes Gus Ali move towards the window and look down to see who is sweeping in the backyard of his house.
Seen from Gus Ali's room, two santriwati who were sweeping, one always focused on his work while the other was often clinging to attention to the Dormitory Putra. Gus Ali always paid attention to the two Santriwati until their work was over.
Gus Ali was about to turn from the window, when suddenly the round eyes of Mbak Santri who had lowered his head were lifted and collided with Gus Ali's shady netra for a second, for a second, and in fact the Santri Mbak chose to go back down and step away from his place, as well as Gus Ali.
Gus Ali sat back in his place, thinking about one or two things, then walked slowly to the glass sideboard at the end of his room. Gus Ali's hand was outstretched to reach the drawer in front of him, but like there was a doubt when his hand had touched the handle of the drawer, and with a sigh in Gus Alipun finally opened the drawer.
A light blue Geogle (swimming glasses) was seen there, and very slowly Gus Ali grabbed it and took his step back to his study table. With the neutrality that does not leave the swimming glasses for a second.
A memory that happened five years ago again disturbed his heart when the swimming glasses were in his hands. Where at that time Gus Ali who was invited to join the family vacation Mbak Zilla to a water park in the city of Jogja.
Sister Zilla, or others never know if Gus Ali is phobic with stagnant water, even Gus Ali will feel very tight when his feet have touched the water that is below his knees. But, because of his sense of responsibility towards Aby son of Mbak Zilla, he was willing to throw himself in the pool of the boy to save Aby when he was about to drown.
Na'as, what happened was Gus Ali who was saved by others. Because, when Gus Ali managed to grab the small body of Aby and walked carrying it to the edge of the pool, precisely his body was shaking violently and the shadow of Juju's blue face filled his head then made himself suddenly dazed right when Aby was reached by dr.Rama.
And Gus Ali gasps in the water with his memory trying to swim with all his might to save Juju. Between conscious and not a gentle hand a woman pulled him out of the water, and brought him back to the edge of the pool.
A soft pat continued to land on Gus Ali's cheek until he gained his consciousness, and the moment Gus Ali opened his eyes there was a crowd of people circling him and a smiling face of relief beside him. A little girl of 15 years old in a swimsuit at a Junior High School in Jogja, smiled gently at her. For whatever sake Gus Ali could never forget the girl's smile, a smile that seemed mocking as well as astonished, because a 20-year-old man drowned in the children's pool.
Nuril. That was how the girl friend called out to her and in a hurry she stood up and dropped her swimming glasses beside Gus Ali's body. And now the swimming glasses are in his hands with the smile of the girl who is still fresh in the memory of Gus Ali.
If the heart can be told to fall in love with whom, Gus Ali should choose to fall in love with Mbak Hafiza like Mas Naufal. What is clear is his intelligence, wisdom, kindness ahlaqnya, also has been known from a long time ago. But, in fact, the heart of Gus Ali still remembers the smile of Nuril the mysterious girl who owns the swimming glasses in his hand at this time.
Seriate...
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Ooh, Nuril. Who are you, as sweet as your smile, to make Grandchild Mother still remember it even though five years have passed...
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