
The next day Alia left with Mayra as usual. He went straight to class and sat on his bench. Alia looked at Nida's bench with worry and fear if what she saw yesterday really\happened.
"Eh Nida didn't leave?"
Alia tried asking her classmates who also lived in the pesantren. But his friend said that Nida did not leave because of illness.
"Yes, it happened!"
Alia muttered softly as she hit her own head like she felt very guilty.
"Why Al?"
Mayra approached Alia, curious to see Alia's extremely worried attitude, she decided to sit next to Alia that day.
"Ngga papa kok"
Alia tried to calm down and stay focused following the lesson as usual.
Alia came to the boarding school to see Nida.
"Da? you're not papa?"
Alia and Mayra went into Nida's room, where there was only Nida alone who was lying on a thin floor mattress and covered in rags (long batik cloth, Javanese people used to call it jarit)"
"No, it's just a little dizzy"
Nida looked towards Alia, she spoke with a smile but it remained visible that she was enduring the pain in her head.
Alia approached and sat down beside him as well as Mayra. Alia tried to hold onto Nida's forehead and she felt shocked because her body was still so hot.
"Da? have you taken your medicine?"
"Today this morning" said Nida briefly.
"But it's noon, and your body is still hot! wait a minute, yeah"
Alia woke up and went straight to the kitchen, she asked for lunch rations and also medicine for Nida, Alia also did not forget to bring a glass of warm tea.
Slowly Alia and Mayra help Nida to sit by leaning against the wall of the room. Alia starts feeding Nida and gives her medicine.
"Assalamualaikum, is Alia here?"
Suddenly a voice came from outside the room and Mayra opened the door. Zizi was outside and was looking for Alia.
"Al you come with me!" immediately pulled Alia's hand and looked very nervous.
"Where's mba?"
"Udah come, just for a second!"
Zizi still pulls Alia's hand and finally she wants to follow Zizi. Meanwhile Alia asks Mayra to keep Nida for a while.
Zizi pulled Alia's hand and took her to the room, in Zizi's room there was a santri who was sitting with both legs straight and one of the legs was bruised and blue.
"He why mna?"
From the front door Alia was astonished to see Zizi's roommate in such a state. Zizi finally explains everything that happened to Alia and Alia is also shocked to learn that all her words yesterday really happened, from Nida's pain to santri who fell from the stairs.
"Mba, I don't really mean to..."
"He wants to talk to you! and I know, you were curious about him from yesterday, right?"
Zizi suddenly cuts off Alia's unfinished speech, Alia finally approaches Zizi's roommate and sits beside him.
"Assalamu'alaikum mba, I'm Alia"
"Oh yeah, happened to have seen mba in her class mba Zizi"
Alia spoke hesitantly, because the first time she spoke to him and he was a senior, so Alia felt inferior, coupled with Irfan's ridiculous behavior that made Alia even more embarrassed.
"Why do you see me like that?" said Maya who felt uncomfortable with Alia's strange gaze.
"Mba can I see your hand?"
It was a bit doubtful, but Alia finally ventured to eliminate her curiosity that from yesterday she was quiet. Because a few days ago when Alia was in Zizi's class, Alia saw Maya and knew something from her.
Maya nods, raising her hand and revealing her palm to Alia.
Alia put her hand down and tried to wipe the palm of Maya's hand.
Alia was silent for a moment, she was a bit hesitant to ask, yet Alia was so anxious to ascertain whether her vision was right or wrong.
"Will you have a problem with your parents?" ask Alia slowly.
"It turns out Zizi didn't lie well" Maya replied with a smile at Alia.
"Sorry yes mba, not that I want to interfere in personal affairs mba, but the thought that if not immediately eliminated can continue to cause bad things for mba itself, but the thought that if not immediately eliminated can continue to cause bad things for mba itself, and I think that person is pretty good" explained Alia.
"Yes I know, but I still don't dare to decide"
"But it must be quickly decided mba, if not later will interfere with the mind mba"
Maya is silent and lowered, Alia tries to touch Maya's bruised leg from falling from the stairs, she presses her a little.
"Aw! it hurts!"
Maya immediately cried out in pain as Alia pressed her wound.
"Sorry mba, but God willing after this will not hurt again, yes already if that is what I say first well assalamu'alaikum"
Maya and Zizi had not said anything, but Alia had left Zizi's room just like that.
"Maya, what's the problem?" Zizi approached and tried to ask.
"So soon will be the test, and we will pass, and I've been fooled by the same people" said Maya who was still holding her injured leg.
"And Alia can tell your problem just by looking at your face at a glance?" for the first time Zizi was astonished by Alia's ability.
"That's your friend! how come to me!"
Zizi and Maya are engrossed in chatting to the point that the bruise on Maya's leg is no longer painful.
Meanwhile, after finishing Alia and Mayra prayers again rushed to class.
The day passed, and the next days passed. A lot of things will happen to be visible to Alia's eyes, but this time she prefers to be quiet and keep it to herself. He is also afraid of being chased by curious students and always asks Alia what will happen next, because since then many of his classmates know about Alia's abilities. Sometimes there are also friends who ask Alia to predict something that will happen to the person, but Alia prefers to shut up and say "I don't know". Because Alia began to feel disturbed by the many questions that she thought did not need to be answered.
One month has passed, and the final semester exam has been completed, now Alia is just waiting for the day of admission report and announcement of class increase. While the students of class XII have entered a free day, because they just have to wait for the graduation announcement.
This week is a free week for all MA Ma'arif students, the school also held a class meeting by organizing various kinds of competitions between classes to enliven the moment of togetherness. All the students were very enthusiastic in the race, including the students of class XII who will soon graduate from that school.