TRIPLE Z (Zafir, Zafran, Zafira )

Second break, After Prayer in the Perpus

During the lesson, Julian was out of focus. His mind is still about the second break, after prayers and perbus.

Hani's shadow with those unusual eyes of mine caught her attention.

Luckily Bu Asih did not give a quiz or question that made him think hard.

After the Geography lesson Bu Asih finished. Characterized by the deafening sound of the bell.

Mr. Budi entered, carrying a stack of books from the work of his students. A student from the seventh grade helped him.

Then the student returned to his class after all the piles of books had moved to the table.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Sapa Pak Budi's.

"Wa'alaikum greetings.." Answer the kids in compact class.

"Who still remembers the material about the oblique plane?" Mr. Budi immediately asked a recalling question before entering the discussion chapter.

"A track that has a certain slope and forms an angle to its horizontal surface." Julian replied without passion.

"Good Julian. You're sleepy Yan?" Mr. Budi even asked Julian back to see Julian was not excited.

According to Mr. Budi Julian is a student who mastered the material well. Obey the teacher. The spirit of each received material in the class.

Its value does not perrnah below KKM. Mr. Budi also knows that so far many students who ngefans the same weight Julian.

Not a few of them who say directly but always rejected subtly by Julian.

Mr. Budi knows without Julian needing a story. Because the name of the cottage child is always there is a story.

Not just worship but formal school teachers also know the gossip is teetered from the cottage.

Where else if not from fellow teachers. When meeting, during a joint meeting between MTs, MA and Diniyah Madrasah.

But so far Mr. Budi's assessment is still positive about Julian.

"Yan, you're okay, right?" Mr. Budi approached Julian who did not respond to his question.

The handsome guru with the status of one wife of one child touched Ian's forehead.

"Cold. You why Yan?" Repeat Mr. Budi.

"Hm. no pa_pa, sir. I want to see my brother and my voice." Julian replied, not entirely a lie.

Because he is also actually holding back the longing for his family.

"Yes, I'll be home from school and call your sister." Mr. Budi gave his solution.

"No bole, sir. It's not my turn to call." Julian said plainly.

Mr. Budi chuckled at hearing that.

"So, wait in the office, use your cell phone later." Said Mr. Budi.

"Sir, I also want a dooong.. Borrow the Hape." Someone shouted behind Budi.

"can't. It's special for Julian to answer my question. If you want to be like Julian, make that reconditioned lodge kid one week ahead should get 100 for Physics." Mr. Budi explained the reason.

"Yeah... Mister..."

"Yes...."

The voice of the comments was accompanied by the laughter of Julian's classmates.

"Udah. back to the inclined plane!" Tell Mr. Budi.

In a firm and clear voice, Mr. Budi again explained the sloping field which last week had not been completed.

The initial formula of the oblique field w \= m.g spelled out in more detail by Mr. Budi.

Julian tried to focus on the explanation of Mr. Budi. Write in his dictate if anything he feels is important.

Exactly at half twelve hours Pak Budi's lesson ended.

Grunts of relief rang out loud after Pak Budi came out.

Julian immediately left the classroom without kidnapping the screams of his friends.

The young man drove to Pondok to immediately perform the prayer of the duhur bersama'ah. Because Adzan has been reverberating melodiously.

Finished undergoing his prayer ritual, Julian darted to the perpus. Meeting Ning Hani.

Fulfilling the promise, after the prayer, the second break in the perpus.

Julian did not know Ning Hani well. But from the story he heard, the girl was a strong and intelligent figure.

His academic credentials never disappoint. Abah and Ummi Ning Hani loved her daughter so much.

Therefore, Julian was astonished if Princess Gus Burhan was sent his brother to the Pesantren. Especially in the middle of the school year.

As soon as he entered the pavilion, Julian's gaze immediately fell on a girl in a gray white uniform who was sitting in a corner while reading a book.

But Julian was sure, the girl was not focused on reading. Seen from the breath and his hand that continues to flip back the page of the book quickly then mnegatannya from the beginning page again and so on.

Julian watched for a moment before approaching the girl. He just made sure the girl wasn't with his friends or someone close to him.

Once sure, Julian sat down next to the girl. There's a table divider between the two.

"Ning, Assalamu'alaikum.." Say hello Julian.

"Wa'alaikum hail. I thought you weren't here." Hani Sahut.

"Sorry Ning. I've been squirming Ning Hani upset bin gabut."

Hani glanced at Julian with a smile.

"You're Yan. It looks like ABG gaul. Doesn't look like santri." Babe Hani without taking off her smile.

Julian laughed when he heard it.

Both silent. Silent. Only the heartbeats of each one were heard.

"Yin..." Call Hani open their conversation.

Julian turned his head, "Yes, Ning?"

"Yesterday..." Hani's voice felt heavy.

Julian is still waiting for the continuation of Hani's story. But almost a minute Hani did not make a sound back. His gaze down.

"Yesterday why, Ning?" Julian asked, asking.

"Yesterday Abah, caught love letters from santri and some others sent to me. Abah seemed angry and afraid that I would reply to one of the letters." Hani's Story.

"Why, why does Kok look like me. Sent love letters to girls." Ian was laughing in his heart as well. Laughing at himself. Turns out I have a friend.

"Because Abah immediately told me to go to the cottage again. I don't want Yan." There was a clear grain dripping past the girl's smooth cheek.

Although Hani was still with a lowered position, Julian could still see the crystal grains dripping down landed on the back of Hani's hand that was looking at each other.

It was as if the finger of the hand had given him strength in the face of the abah's decision.

Julian leaned his back against the chair.

"Mr..." Julian.

"My mistake was not to burn the letters immediately. None of those letters I got back. I want to realize my ideals Yan." Hani continues his story without hearing Julian's call.

Julian understood, the presence here to listen to the sorrow of the grandchildren of the pesantrennya.

"I want to be a doctor, Yan. I don't want to be Ustadzah or Bu Nyai like Mbah Uti and Ummi." Hani still expressed her heart to Julian.

Julian exhaled loudly to hear the words of the beautiful girl beside him.

"But there's no IPA school there." Hani continues his sad story.

"I don't want Yan." The crying started.

Hani buried his head on the table that he had finished with his hand.

His shoulders went up and down holding his stuffing.

"Ning, convey Ning Hani's wish to Gus Burhan. He must understand." Julian only gave Hani a few solutions.

"No way Yan." Said Hani.

"Maybe, Ning. Everything can happen as long as we want to work. Not that our teacher says, God will not change a people if they do not change it." Either courage from where until Julian can advise a granddaughter babysitter pesantren with reason.

(Well, Julian can be wise too.)

Hani raised his head. His face is still slouching. Julian's Look.

The young man smiled with many implied meanings.

"I'm sorry, Ning. I didn't mean to..."

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Why would Hani do Julian???

Man friend help me vote yes...