
"Huh..."
Huda sighed harshly upon arrival at the men's housekeeper's dormitory.
"Why are you, there's a problem.?" Ask one of Huda's friends.
"This bro.." Huda also began to explain the problem of his feelings to his friend because he was a trusted friend of Huda.
"It's Hilyah's name anyway." Anwar said as Huda finished his story.
"Bungung me, his rival is heavy gus himself bro." Huda was a little upset.
"Yes your love is misplaced" Anwar said. "I told you not to go to 10th grade and not to fall in love, ngeyel si.." Anwar.
Anwar is a Physics teacher in Hilyah class who did not enter the class this morning. Anwar was once heartbroken for Hilyah even sent a letter to propose but Hilyah is not a woman who is easily invited to synchronize. Too focused on njai.
"So I have to." Huda.
"I don't know if I can move on from Hilyah." Anwar was equally frustrated.
Finally they both came out of the dormitory to the mosque because the time was approaching Magrib time.
'Astagfirullah.nyesel I did Anwar ngajar.' Inner Huda is not out of favor.
'My friend never fell in love with the wrong person.' Inner Anwar.
The two of them walked in silence busy with their own thoughts.
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"Oh.. my stomach.."
Hilyah said while holding his stomach.
"Why," asked Anis as she approached Hilyah in her bed.
Anis and Lail are actually ready to go to the mosque but with Hilyah who is in pain oo.
"I think I have Menstrual pain." Hilyah said as he continued to hold his stomach.
"give yok." Bargain Lail while putting back the peace.
"You will want the Jama'ah, the jama'ah first." Hilyah.
"Anis you're the jama'ah, I'm the kerokin Hilyah." Anis.
"I am jama'ah yes.. Hilyah cepet healed ya." Lail said encouragingly.
"Thank you." Hilyah said still holding his stomach.
Anis began to slowly scold Hilyah.
'Tumben ni a sick boy.' Anis's inner self while smiling with pity on his best friend.
"The sick can't stand it." Say Anis mature.
Hilyah did not reply he was busy with a pillow in his mouth so that there was no chance for his voice to come out.
"Eh know not the father just said that he wanted to have a gus ghost." Say Anis so that Hilyah does not focus too much on the pain of the scab.
"Huh..? what are you saying." said Hilyah directly release the pillow from his mouth.
"Yes, we told you a lot about you, Mr. Huda, Mr. Anwar is equally gus." Anis said honestly.
"I'm crazy, how can I get gus" said Hilyah
"Who knows." Anis replied quickly.
Hilyah chose silence and began to immerse his face into the pillow to cover the red tinge on his face.
'Hopefully the. because honestly I also like the same Gus Fatir.' Inner Hilyah. 'May Allah align my name and the name of Fatir gus in Lauhul Mahfudz.' do'a Hilyah then.
"Eh. I answered dong." Said Anis while pressing her screech made Hilyah grimace in pain.
"What." Ask Hilyah who did not listen to Anis' words.
"Kalok is asked to choose between Gus and Mr. Huda you choose who." Anis asked while grinning the horse.
"Ih, how is that so." Hilyah did not like it.
"Bunny yes.." Said Anis while pairing Hilyah's bra.
"Obviously I chose my father." Said Hilyah who was clearly not in the question.
"Ma..." Dengus Anise.
Actually Anis and Lail already know about Pack black mask milih Hilyah from Pak Huda. When they got Hilyah's clothes. But they better keep it a secret so that Hilyah is not ashamed.
They understand very well that Hilyah is their friend who is very shy unlike the two of them who are often shy.
'I hope I can also be like you Hilyah liked the same people named in the cottage. I'm a pretty pinter who does not want.' bantin Anis while smiling to see his friend who fell asleep because he endured the pain.
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'~Bismilah ngebet definite~'
- Annissatun Nadzifah