Santri's Life in the Holy Prison

sowan 1's

after finishing takror the students returned to their respective rooms.there were immediately asleep because of fatigue.there were those who chatted.there were also those who were memorizing.

"nia.."call dila.

"yes mba." I replied.

"mba want to go to the office first.want to be close to the manager.if you sleep directly yes" he said again

"yes mba.indeed mba finished meeting at what time?"ask me

"don't know.maybe 12 o'clock in the night.I'm okay, am I staying?"tannya

"there will be fatim here too" I replied

"yes already.mba go first yes.assalamualaikum"pamitnya

"yes mba.waalaikum salam"

because I was sleepy I decided to sleep so that tomorrow I did not wake up late.

the next day.......

"nia..wake up nia.as soon as dawn"dila woke me up by patting me on the cheek slowly.

I faintly heard the chants of the people teaching me that sounded through the loudspeakers of the mosque.I rushed up and to the bathroom to pick up the wudlu.

"the water is very cold" I said, shivering with cold

"so the water is directly from mount nia" bright mba dila

"don't you take a shower?"he said again

"he he he..later mba was a bit sad.cold because" I replied shyly

"yes it's nothing" he said

"yuk kemushola"

"you go first with nothing, I'll be followed" I said

"yes first"

"yes"

after wearing mukena I went straight to mushola.

"alhamdulillah is not yet iqamat" my inner

"it's still empty here, isn't it?"ask a santri

"sampean* new santri?"ask again

"yes, mba."

Allahu akbar allalahu.......

the sound of the iqamah sounding stopped our conversation.

after the dawn of worship many santri began to teach al-qur'an.and continued by teaching the book of fiqh to abah.

after finishing teaching the santri are now busy with their respective activities.there are bathing, taking food, room pickets, complex pickets and others.

most santri here are still schools.both tsanawiyah and aliyah schools.that is why if the morning must have been crowded queue.pesantren will feel lonely when the santri leave school.

the location of the school is not too far.still one foundation with pesantren.only its location is separate from pesantren.so with the earlyah madrasah that must alternate with the tsanawiyah school.because the early madrasah is still in the development stage.

there are only a few students left who are not formal schools.among them there are those who are unable to continue, have graduated, and have become administrators of pesantren

when I was silent looking at the flowers in the pesantren page suddenly I was called mba dila.and it turns out my parents have arrived here to mature/sowan to abah about my desire to go here.

"nia.."call mba dila

"dalem mba" I replied

"father with your mother has been in the office.ngguin you.mau invited to abah"

"oh...have arrived mba?when?"ask me while standing up

"just now.ayo meet them first" he said

"mayo mba"

we also walked in tandem to the office of the manager located in the front of the boarding school.seen from far away my mother and sister waiting in front of the office door like I was waiting for myself.I feel like I have not seen my mother for a long time,even though just a day did not meet.I immediately rushed to hug my mother while crying

after feeling quite calm I took off my arms and then I kissed her hand while asking her how it was going

"pripun kabare ma?healthy?"ask me

(how are you, ma?healthy?

"alhamdulillah healthy nduk"

*sampean \= you

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