Santri's Life in the Holy Prison
First day
want to write regional language but afraid there is no one who does not understand.so let's use the language indo only.welcome to read
"is school done?"ask mba dila
"already mba.tinggal wait for the degree out." answered me
"kekroom yuk.biar acquaintance with friends" he asked
"ayo mba.indeed which room?"ask me
"above the floor" he replied
"oh...."
while walking to the room many students who cross paths with us.sometimes there is a greeting.
"mba dila, this is the new santri?"ask one of the santri
"iya mba.masih brother" replied mba dila
"what's the name mba?"while extending his hand
"husnia mba.mba what's her name?"answer me while receiving his hand
"fatim.fatimah his long name" he replied
"yes already mba.I first.mau picket."more
"yes please" I replied
after conversing with fatim, husnia and dila passed into the room
"this is his room" said Dila
"1 room how many people mba?"ask husnia
"10 to 15 people" dila answered
"this is your wardrobe.mau be machined now or later?let me help" asked dila
"later mba.I can do it myself." replied husnia
"yes already.rest first well.later we worship dzuhur together" said dila
"yes" said husnia
when adzan dzuhur reverberated all santri rushed to perform the prayers of worshipers dimushola.
"is this santri then?"ask someone beside dila
"iya.the name is husnia" said dila
"the introduction of dong mba.my name is azkia" he said
"husnia mba" reached out my hand
Soon after the mother nyai rawuh* to imami prayer.after finishing praying the pilgrims santri immediately prepare for the early school.
"nia, you want to go to school first, don't you think you're alone?"dila said
"anything mba.I also want to finish clothes." replied husnia
"yes mba"
after leaving Husnia began to clean his clothes.after finishing he began to feel bored.so he thought to walk around the boarding school princess alone.
"it seems that everyone went to early school deh.i was bored.stroll for a while ah.rather than saturated"gumam husnia
while husnia was circling the pesantren he passed by his mother
"assalmualaikum nyai"sapa husnia
"walaikum salam" replied nyai's mother
"new chantry huh?"continue again
"yes ma nyai" I answered
"when's coming?"
"since morning ma nyai"
"oh...who is still a brother mba dila yah?"
"nggih ma'am"
while talking suddenly there was a 5-year-old child approaching, which was known to the son of his mother
"ummi.."screamed.
"dalem.." replied ma nyai.
"daffa badhe dahar* ummi" said daffa while withdrawing his official hand
"let's eat.died first ya mba" said buniki
"nggih ma'am" I replied
because I feel tired I go back to the room and after reaching the room I lay down my body while staring at the ceiling of the room.
"calo quiet like this so remember the house deh.usually at this hour I again chat with mama.curhat this and that.so kangen mother"
due to sleepiness for a long time Husnia was asleep.and woke up when the Adhan reverberated.
"o Allah has Adhan.."While opening his eyes.
"is she just waking up?"ask dila
"iya mba.tadi overslept." answered me
"wudlu yuk.continue prayer of pilgrims"dila asked
"mayo mba"
* rawuh \= coming
*badhe dahar \= want to eat
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