The Love Story of Children Santri

Chapter 8

"Don't smile quickly recite the words," said Adam, to Eve, who kept smiling. 

"After ustadzh, I want to hold you accountable." Adam, frowning, did not understand what Eve meant. 

"What answer?" adam Strictly. Eve, too, showed me the letter she found last night. Originally Adam, was ordinary but upon seeing the letter his expression changed. 

"What's this! Why is this letter to Eve? What Asthma, who gave it!" adam's mind, then ripped the paper and dumped it in the trash. 

"Don't switch the conversation quickly read the words!" adam's orders, again.

"It is precisely because of that, I cannot memorize ustadzh," elak Hawa.

"What relation? Don't miss the quick read!" 

"Ustadz doesn't know women's feelings? That woman had her heart so weak. What's wrong if ustasdz accepts the match. So Asthma, will not continue to cry. Need ustadz know because of ustadz I can not sleep because of Asthma, just keep crying. What's wrong with ustadz just marry him." 

Aww, Eve, grimaced as Adam hit her on the head with the book she was holding. "Why is it hit!" skak Eve's. 

"Your words have nothing to do with our lessons. Understood it! Read al-baqarah verses 1-10." Hawa, a sigh because he has not had time to memorize. Lucky Eve, still remember and memorize verses 1-7 because when she was a child Eve, always studied with her brother. 

"It is only until there is ustadz" said Eve, after reciting the letter Al-baqarah until verse 7. 

"Alright, today your shipment is received tomorrow, you have to deposit more than that. You still have to keep learning because there are still wrong laws. Starting tomorrow every afternoon we learn njai." 

"Learn on when to rest" Eve replied, but Adam heard.

"What did you say?" 

"Euh .. yes ustadz tomorrow I will learn njai" 

"good. Don't forget to memorize it for tomorrow!" adam said, and went away.

"Cape is so here, learning is endless." Eve, swinging her steps left the classroom with lips that continue to pursed. 

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"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight." 

Adam, surprised to see Hj. Anshor came back to his house, as well as the presence of Asthma. Adam, who had just returned home from teaching, walked directly to the living room that had been waiting for by his parents. 

Before Adam sat down, wanted to shake hands with Hj. Anshor, in honor of his parents. However, Hj. Anshor did not accept his helping hand and immediately turned his face away. Adam, just shut up and pulled his hand back and sat down between kiyai and ummi.

"Sir Haji, do not think first why Asthma, should stop mondok here. I, know the reason sir Haji brought Asthma home. I hope the matchmaking problem doesn't make our friendship break up." 

Kiyai Abdullah was very regretful if Adam's decision, canceling the matchmaking made his relationship with Haji Anshor stretched. However, Kiyai could not force Adam to marry Asthma. Because kiyai highly appreciated her son's decision. 

"Sorry Aby, is Asma going to stop mumps here?" ask Adam, to kiyai. Kiyai asked Adam a question. 

"For me nothing is loved more than being disappointed. Mumps and Asthma studies, that's my business. I can get Asthma into better schools and better schools. Than my daughter has to endure the pain of studying here because she's meeting you Adam." 

Haji Anshor looked extremely angry, his disappointment lingering in his heart. More precisely not the disappointment felt but the shame, because it was too much hope. 

"If this has been your decision, me and Aby, can't stand in the way." Adam, so wise trying to understand their circumstances. 

"If I'm allowed to talk to Asthma for a minute." Asthma, silent then looked at her papa to give an answer. Haji Anshor also allows. 

Asma and Adam sat on the front porch a meter away, which was bounded by a table in the middle of them. Afraid if it will cause Adam slander, also stand up from his seat and step forward ahead with the body turned back to Asthma, who sat on the chair. 

"Can I start Asthma?" adam asked, starting the conversation without turning a single glance at Asma. Adam's gaze, still fixed forward even though his speech was fixed on Asthma. 

"Tell me Adam, what do you want to say" replied Asma. 

"I would like to apologize if my decision hurt you and offended you. A soul mate cannot be forced, and only God governs everything. Between soul mate, death, and sustenance. I hope you understand and accept my decision." 

"Why not since the time of Mas Adam, why is it only now after four years that I wait for you and expect a lot from you. You think my heart doesn't hurt! Not only the disappointment I feel but the heartache is very deep because it feels at play." 

"From the beginning I've said that I didn't promise to accept this agreement. My decision depends on my decision. I didn't say I was going to marry you. However, I appreciate your father's request to propose to me for you. Three times I keep repeating my prayers istikhoroh, three times the answer is still the same not you mate whom God chose for me." 

"Maybe, I'm not a good mate for you maybe God, has prepared the best soul mate for you that is better than me." 

"Hopefully. And I hope my soul mate is not a man who plays with the heart of a woman like you. Just so you know Mas, I admire you so much and hope that you are my future priest." 

"Thank you you for admiring me but sorry if I can't return your feelings." 

"A thousand sorry won't heal my heart. Looks like our conversation is over. Assalamualaikum." 

"Waalaikumsalam" Adam answered, after Asthma, passed away. 

Unlike Asma and Adam who were upset. Eve, is focusing on memorizing Al-baqoroh letter which will be on the talarn tomorrow. Assisted by Ayesha and Asiyah. 

"Eve, slowly the letter mahorijul must be correct." 

"For the original mad in the reading should be long yes!" asiyah and Aisyah Protest.

"Ish .. is so complicated! What matters is that I memorize." 

"Eh, teu can be meuh (can not be like dong) kudu really long kutna other kos read the newspaper (should be really short length do not like reading the newspaper)." 

"Ish .. say what the hell do not understand me," said Eve, when Aisyah, lecturing with her local language is Sundanese. 

"It has to be the point." refutes Aisyah. 

"Yes-yes, that's a real pussy! Living in a pesantren has many rules." Eve, continues to grumble even so Eve still memorizes it.