
"Shyfa?" Fauzi said, his lips are attracted a little, he is sure if Syifa is here.
The figure of the woman stared at the lake with a khimar fluttering in the afternoon wind. This place is a lot of tranquility for a Syifa and also Fauzi.
It is as if their love is united through this lake, though they also know that God determines destiny.
The beginning of the story when Fauzi called him Fafa, the beginning of when confiding with people he did not know and the beginning of the breakup of teenagers who were struck by romance. Moreover, this place is the halal promise that Fauzi made for her. And the proof of love kang santri clearly remembered here. For Syifa the calmness in this lake made her think clearly.
"Fa?" Fauzi's words made Syifa look back with a puffy nose.
Fauzi sat beside Syifa looking at the woman who had accompanied her life for so many years.
"Why hmm?" Fauzi's words made Syifa look down.
"All is Syifa wrong?" He was heard by Fauzi.
"meaning?"
"Syifa Denger said by Abi and Ummi earlier, this Pesantren problem is because of Syifa, if only we did not know." Syifa's cry broke, Fauzi clenched tightly to Syifa gently.
"It's not your fault, you don't think much, pity our future son Fa." Fauzi said making Syifa just as he pleased and nodding.
"Do not regret if we are united, you believe in the same destiny of God. It's not about me or you being the best but we complement each other" Fauzi said.
"We're going home." Imbuh Fauzi led Syifa to his feet.
*****
It seems that this problem makes the students afraid, there are even some guardians who ask their children to be returned.
"Wes angel angel." Gerutu Ustadz Rizal sat beside Gus Fauzi who was staring at him flatly. Ustadz Fikri to see Ustadz Rizal just stupefied.
This is the picket schedule after tarawih, usually the santri who do this routine, but prevent something that is fatal then better Ustadz-ustadz who maintain the security of the cottage.
"Why else to tadz?" Ask Ustadz Fikri.
"I am herman.."
"Ustadz change their name?" Ask Fikri
"Results." Ralat Ustadz Rizal, one of Gus Fauzi's best friends who makes his cuteness and magical attitude. How to become herman ck.
"How come life has to be a problem."
"If there's no problem there's no living the name." Another Ustadz. And Fauzi was just a listener to the story.
Actually Fauzi is a person who always thinks whatever the problem, it's just that the attitude tends to flat make everyone unaware. Even today Fauzi is afraid that terror in the pesantren will result in a slightly strained relationship with Syifa, and also if it is true that Syifa is involved in this problem, then he must be able to take care of Syifa and her prospective children.
"Gus Fauzi?" Tanya Ustadz Rizal made Fauzi pacify for a moment.
"Love me the wise talk of Gus, I wonder how women have been given money in love. How are you still angry? Sometimes women are like that or whatever." Niee and Gus.
"Don't Ustadz Rizal, I will too." Gus Fauzi chuckled, remembering that Syifa had monthly guests she had to stay in ponpes, rather than being the target of her anger. Women will be anggora cats if in love but can also be a female tiger if you are hm.
"Isn't that right?" The Ustadz Fikri.
Fauzi and Rizal nodded twice with plain looks.
"I'm afraid of marriage." Ustadz Fikir. Abaghfirullah had just Fauzi and Rizal had forgotten the single beside him.
"Heh, so brave man dong Tadz. Age is already quite well established work. Search there." Answer Rizal.
"Where's Ustadz?"
"On the side of the road."
Astaghfirullah was patient with Ustadz Fikri, because Ustadz Rizal was married.
The tadarus sound of the various mosques had started to stop, meaning that it was already midnight they were standing guard.
Next they walked around the pesantren to check on the santri-santri who had not slept.
"Gus?"
"Excite."
"We are human, right?" Ask Ustadz Rizal all of a sudden. And suddenly Ustadz Fikri chirped.
"We know we're both human, but why should we hurt each other?" Ustadz Rizal's speech made their steps stop instantly. Right too, huh?
"Human has a nature of envy and envy, then hurt each other, without realizing it. Na'udzubillah.," replied Ustadz Fikri, in response to his second nod.
"If according to Gus Fauzi?"
Fauzi frowned, as if thinking carefully to answer all the questions of Ustadz Rizal, and Ustadz Fikri was also waiting for the answer.
1 second
5 seconds
10 seconds
"What Gus?" Rizal asked impatiently.
"Destiny." Lahhh, a word doang who thinks 10 seconds, is indeed anjaytana ya Guss.
*****
"Give Syifa if you want the pesantren safe."
A piece of paper made Fauzi highlight sharply and clench the letter.
"Bloody njenengen's forehead brush." Ustadz Rizal was surprised to find Fauzi squatting even fresh blood flowing.
One glass bottle that had hit Fauzi's head and also the white paper written in it, with Fauzi's wide steps towards ndalem after saying hello to the other Ustadz.
Rizal and Fikri stared at the bottle and also the paper that Fauzi had clenched.
"Astaghfirullah, who would dare to kidnap Ning Syifa?" Fikri said excitedly, he was furious if Gus Fauzi and Ning Syifa were in danger. Seeing Ustadz Rizal silent Ustadz Fikri frowned at the sudden astonishment the ridiculous Ustadz was silent.
"Ustadz until the tumben is silent? we have to report this to Mbah Yai." Fikri said again about to walk but was stopped by Ustadz Rizal.
"Don't be rash, let alone Gus Fauzi's already acting." Rizal said flat and cold, only this time Fikri found the hilarious Ustadz talking seriously.
"Actually who is Ning Syifa?"
Rizal fell silent, his mind wandering by the massalu. Ustadz Rizal is one of the Ustadz who serve ndalem mbah yai Hakim. In fact, for years, from the love story of teenage children to the real destiny, Ustadz Rizal knows.
He was even amazed by Ning Syifa, his brother Rizky (his student) but unfortunately Rizky had to be in boyong to other pesantren in order to get a learning experience.
Given it all makes him know when the teenage Gus Fauzi declared a coma, and who knows with the destiny plan? It turns out they are fools.
"Ustadz daydreaming?" Ask Ustadz Fikri.
"..." - ".Ustadz Rizal shakes his head.
"Who was Ning Syifa?" Ustadz Fikri's question made Ustadz Rizal look straight ahead, there was a faint smile there.
"Samples don't need to know who Ning Syifa will be at some point in time to answer." The answer made Ustadz Fikri scratch his nape not understand.
"It's clear he's Gus' Srikandhi."
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Hay Assalamu'alaikum's.
Still the spirit of fasting??
Up is not clear.😅
May her fast be smooth.
Hehe yaudah Next.. Ntar in the afternoon. InsyaAllah😃
Wassalamu'alaikum