THE SOUL OF MAYRA

12 (Finally arrived)

The time is 06:20 local. Under his thick blanket was a girl curled up. His lips were a little pale. Even though the sun had appeared, the girl under the blanket never got up and prepared for school.

All he felt now was his achy body and his warm body temperature. The girl is sick. Get permission today from his school.

"Non Fara!"

The call from outside the room made Fara open the blanket she had covered on her face. At first glance the girl glanced at the clock above the nightstand. Half a seven over.

"Non Fara is awake?"

The sound of ART apartment was heard again. However, never visit Fara sahut make ART open the door without permission.

"Non Fara, why?" ART looked at Fara anxiously. His hand was placed on Fara's forehead. "Non Fara hot! Let auntie compress, huh, Non?"

Fara looked at her ART unblinking. His mouth was tightly clenched. He laughed in his heart. There was wonder there too.

Why is it that other people are not his mother who has been by his side?

Why is it when he is sick that someone else takes care of him?

Is there not a little time for him?

Fara smiled wryly, imagining her busy parents having a career. Yes, even though Fara knew it was for her sake, but there should be a little time devoted, right?

This is not at all!

Fara covered her face with a blanket. He closed his eyes and rested his mind and body so tired that he fell ill like this.

Oh, yeah, there's ART there! Fara forgot!

Still with her position, Fara said, "Auntie made me a fruit salad. No need to compress. It will heal itself."

Without refuting aunt obey Fara's will. He got out of there, and switched to making a fruit salad.

After the door was closed, Fara opened the blanket. This time everything, not just the ones covering the face. Fara walked towards the balcony of her room. I looked at it this morning without expression.

Fara spins the memory, where she and her parents move to Singapore. It was actually quite sad. But his papa's decision was already unanimous. Cannot be disputed or changed.

"WO!"

Fara's eyes were opened when she looked. Reynar? The boy did not go to school, apparently skipped. Fara turned her eyes back to the front.

"SAMA-SAMA DOESN'T GO TO SCHOOL!"

Honestly, Fara hates!

"Dreaming over there? Very little work!" Reynar keeps talking even if Fara doesn't respond. Fara was indifferent, as she pleased. "What are you truant for, Ra? Just daydreaming on the balcony? Not cool!"

Fara rolled her eyes puffed. The girl who was tweaking lilac with white jeans sepaha was now really disturbed.

"Mending came from a rumble early in the morning!!" ketus Fara's.

"No need to tell me to go in the way!!" Reynar turned around, went into his room and did as he said. Wunderaways!

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The day of the city-level race has arrived. Dag-dig-dug Mayra hearted from being too nervous and not confident. Believe me, Mayra is not a figure who likes to appear in front of the audience. He prefers to be alone in the park or struggling with his book if pesantren activities are loose.

This time Mayra and one santri, representatives of the As-Salam boarding school are waiting their turn to compete in the qira' and Qur'an tartil competitions.

Mayra represented the pesantren in the Qur'an tartil race this time. Some of the participants have performed and all of them, according to Mayra deserve thumbs up. Makhrijul letters fit all, not defective.

Subhanallah!

Mayra was amazed. Participants who have performed Mayra praise in their hearts with the words tasbih (subhanallah).

Although Mayra's turn was still quite long, but her heart did not stop pounding from earlier. Really, Mayra doesn't lie!

Over and over again he took a breath and exhaled slowly. So it continues until it does not feel now Mayra's turn arrives.

The deg!

Although nervous, keep trying to calm down. Finally the chanting of the holy verse of the Qur'an came out of Mayra's mouth with eloquent reading and the letter is right.

At least Mayra did not embarrass her pesantren and carved the smile of Aina's corpse, as the person who had been guiding Mayra before this race.

Alhamdulillah!

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