The Swordsman Woman

part 4's

part 4's

pov irah_

The morning awaited has arrived, where I have recovered and recovered from illness due to the accident.

Now in the room I began to clean up the items that I would use and need in the boarding school, and did not forget some books" umi abi and the rest of the book I love to remember not forgetting to put it in a suitcase.

after finishing a few minutes, I immediately joined at the dinner table for breakfast with umi and abi, at breakfast there was not a single sound that was said from us, no voice said from us, there is only the sound of flatware and plates, because it is our custom that eating is not allowed to sound.

finished eating we chatted in the family room. sat on the sofa while turning on the TV

"piye nduk, is sampyn ready"?"

"sampoon bi."

"yawis nduk, after this we leave so nyampek e orah dalu" pressed the hut" replied abi.

on the other hand, Umi stroked the head covered by my hijab while continuing to give me encouragement

"duk, remember this until mondok, there so santri, slalu was thirsty for knowledge, salu dig up knowledge from your teachers later" said Umi gently

but the more I spoke the more I made my eyes glassy..

"salu respect your teacher or dzurriyah" he, ask for his ridho and also umi abi ask for sibling slalu soul tawadhu'yg high, he said, be humble and be a strong woman in every situation."

I can only as much as the hyks hyks..

"hiks hiks.i iiya mi. mmaaff inn irah's attitude during this yes mi bbi 😢"

honestly my heart is very broken considering my attitude all this time which makes umi abi disappointed.

"all there has been regret also can not restore everything. Now I promise to myself from now on I will make umi and abi proud of me" I murmured in my heart.

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beginning with the prayer of traveling and in further abi forwarded his car.

irah slalu look towards the window, starting from the view of his birth village he began to shed tears without being seen by umi and abi, until without feeling like falling asleep...

after a journey of about 5 hours, finally their car has arrived in the city of Kediri, and ira was awakened while looking at the side of the umi is still asleep.

"Sampun nyampek where is this bi"

"Oh already nyampek kediri nduk city, then again we nyampek pesantrennya" replied abi with a glance through the rearview in the car.

Irah's gaze was only fixed on the window glass alone while enjoying a view that was foreign to him, without feeling any tears fell down his cheeks, and at that time abi saw him in the rearview mirror

"had noduk gapapa samean certainly can and strong, sure deh same abi"

"enggeh bi" said ira while wiping her tears

now Umi woke up and saw the sad irah, immediately hugged her from the side

"Why kak kok sad, until a strong child cook cengg gini"

"mi bi sorryin irah ya all this time irah slalu disappointing you guys, doain irah easy"an irah can turn out to be better again" Irah cried broke in the arms of umi.

"fortunately, our prayers are with you" said Abi while showing her beautiful smile.

before long the car had reached through the village where the pesantren irah, in front there is a magnificent gate that reads Matholiul Anwar. past the gate there is a view of a multi-storey building and a magnificent cottage mosque, after passing all that, there is a big house that is ndalem pesantren.

abi parked the car in the field around the cottage, we all got off the car walking towards ndalem pak kiyai.

how to follow up from the story of Iraq, whether he was loud in the cottage.

please advice may be an inspiration of even more interesting inspiration, write in the comments below....

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