Trying To Be Faithful

Holy prison

Strengthening the heart so as not to look sad in front of a child who is about to go into bed is so difficult. He who has been together since birth, caring since infancy, until they grow up in the eye view. Now, just to meet there will be a time limit. Who is not sad?

The number of new students who arrive makes the parking so full. The heat, and the dusty make the atmosphere very uncomfortable. Plus an uninspiring mood.

Once inside the gate, parents and students are welcome to enter a building. I love that boarding house so big.

A welcome from the head of the hut, starting the first day they stepped on the hut. After the celebration of the new santri is over, parents are welcome to take their daughter's son to the dormitory.

"Please, Mom. This dormitory is Siti Fatima's name. Inside there are ten santri who will stay. Come on, I'll show you the bed and the cupboard for the Soup." A boarding school steward guides Hasna and her three daughters.

That's a nice room. There are ten mattresses and ten wardrobes. Each of them was given a desk and a chair to study. Air-conditioned rooms will make them comfortable in hot weather.

"Not comfortable, Brother?" hasna asked as Puput tried to sit on the bed. Puput.

"Mba, can you bring hp here?"

"May, but kept in the administrator. Cell phones will be shared on holidays that is Sunday only."

"Oh, yes.

"The bathroom has four ya ma'am in each room. So it's possible to queue it's not."

Hasna nodded.

Hasna helped Puput tidy up her clothes and all the things she was carrying.

"Snakes."

Hasna looked over, even with Puput.

"Alya."

They were first class friends in SD. Hasna was deliberately looking for the same cottage with her friend so that they could take care of each other, at least for the first time living there.

"Udah, Brother?"

"Udah."

"We go ahead first, yeah. There's Om Raden to see you."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Al, I'm ahead first."

"Died first, ma'am." Hasna says goodbye to Alya's parents.

"Yes, please."

Hasna clasped the hand of her son who was soon to be separated. Split up to find religious knowledge.

From far away Raden waved his hand. While the other hand carries something in a large frictional bag.

Puput kissed Raden's hand.

"Which brother, Om?"

"They can't come because they're busy. He said he'd be here if he looked."

"Thank you, Mom, you're coming."

Raden nodded.

"Here, bring food for you. It will be shared with others."

"Waaaah, that's a lot of chocolate, Om." Puput was amazed to see the innate contents of Raden.

"Likes?"

"Rubber."

Raden rubbed the head of the Puput.

The loudspeaker announcement said that santri should enter immediately and parents are welcome to return to their respective homes.

"God, it's been called."

"Yes, Om."

"Bun ...." The hair began to glaze over. He approached Hasna and hugged her tightly.

O Allah, you gave him to the servant for the servant. Now, I give him back to Your protection. Take care of the slave's son, and hand him over to you, O Allah. Give ease to the slave child.

"May you be a child of shalihah, according to what the ustadzah says here. Do not take heart if there are words of friends who hurt. Inget, brother here is looking for knowledge. Just focus on the same."

The puput nodded in his mother's arms.

Hasna kissed the cheeks, forehead and head of the Escape. Hugged him once more before he was completely untouchable for a long time.

"Put, who diligently learned it. Don't disappoint your mother."

"Yes, Om."

"Come here, son."

Raden hugged Puput like he was hugging Akhtia.

"This ...."

Raden gave me some red banknotes.

"Maas ...."

"Don't protest. This is what I give you for Puput, not for you."

"Thank you, yeah, Om."

"Om enter the Om number as a guardian, later if there is anything, the cottage will contact Om."

"Yes, Om. Please take care of your mother and sisters."

"Surely."

Puput came back and hugged Hasna.

"Mother, just marry Om Raden if it makes you happy. Brother approved of it," whispered Puput. Hasna smile.

The hand of Puput jasmine when he was about to enter the gate of the dormitory made Hasna limp. He felt as if his soul was lost. He could not cry anymore. Hugging Nay and Shaki.

"Already, Na. Puput is learning, not war. Just pray for him to be at home, be a smart and virtuous person."

"One by one my loved ones leave, Mas."

"There's still Nay, there's Shaki and there's love here."

Hasna looked at Raden.

"You come with me home, your car let my driver take me."

Realizing that his mood was not okay, Hasna decided to go in Raden's car.

"Where are we going now? Nay want to eat or do you want to snack?"

"I want to eat and eat" Shaki replied.

"Pinter yeah. Whose fucking education?" tanya Raden quipped Hasna.

"What, anyway, Mas. You're fucking me, aren't you?"

"Ih, no. Don't like the spiciness of times."

"Babelle!" Hasna pinched Raden's waist while driving.

"Awww, don't be kidding. I can't if amused, then why on what road?"

Hasna deliberately wanted to pinch Raden's waist again, not yet in anything Raden was already keen.

They laugh.