BROMOCORAS
Hexa, New Santri

"He's a santri here too, sir?" Whisper the young man to the Samsuri.

"Hush, keep your attitude." Samsuri slightly elbowed her son's stomach.

"Mas Aji, introduce this to my son Hexa that I told you about yesterday." Samsuri introduced.

Ajimukti smiled, "If it's not wrong we've met at a food stall near the market right?" Ask Ajimukti to his son Samsuri named Hexa.

Hexa did not seem to like the Ajimukti question. Samsuri frowned slightly hearing that Hexa was eating at the stall near the market.

"really? Have you ever met Mas Aji?" Ask Samsuri to Hexa.

"That's a lot to eat at the stall, sir. I also accidentally ate at the restaurant. Which shop do I mean I don't know either." Sahut Hexa looks lazy while glancing at Ajimukti with a glance of dislike.

Ajimukti then just smiled, it seemed like he caught something. It seems like Hexa was trying to cover up from Samsuri that she used to hang out in the stall, even since school days she and her friends liked to skip the stalls all day.

"We're going in first, sir. We're talking inside." Say Ajimukti later.

Samsuri only then nodded then walked following Ajimukti and Sobri. Hexa was also trailing behind them.

"You're the same this guy santri here too huh?" Hexa asked Sobri who was walking next to her.

Sobri then smiled cynically.

"Yes." Yeah." His mouth was flat without expression.

"So after this, I handed Hexa over to Mas Aji. Want in any way I resigned hunchback'an same Mas Aji." Samsuri said as soon as they sat in the ndalem living room.

"Yes, Sir. Mr. Samsuri take it easy." Ajimukti.

"Where is Pak Kyai? Why is he invisible? Why only santri ecek ecek told to welcome new santri. Bad initial impression." Speak Hexa with her lazy face.

"Hexy...!!! Keep your attitude!" Samsuri snap later.

"Sorry, Mas Aji. That is Hexa. He really doesn't have manners." Samsuri turned to Ajimukti with a little shame over his son's words.

"Just calm down, sir. It's okay what. I can understand it." Sahut Ajimukti by smiling.

In contrast to Sobri who was so very dislike to see his pretentious attitude Hexa was.

"Gus, I'll excuse you first." Sobri later said. He couldn't bear to see Hexa's attitude, it felt like he wanted to give the boy a little courtesy lesson.

Ajimukti just nodded at Sobri. After that, Sobri passed from the living room.

"Gus? He called you Gus? Emmm, that means you're Mr. Kyai's son, right?" Asked Hexa a little glanced sharply at Ajimukti.

Again, just smiling.

"Hexa. You're silent. Don't embarrass me." Samsuri said to his son.

"Already, Sir. Let it go." Sahut Ajimukti once began to see what kind of Hexa character.

"Yes, I'm Kyai Salim's son, the founder of this pesantren." Say Ajimukti to Hexa afterwards while smiling calmly.

"It's just worth it." Sahut Hexa with a mocking smile.

Ajimukti frowned, "Worthy why?" Ask later.

"You're acting like you've got pesantren." Said Hexa with a dismissive smile.

"Hexa...!!!" Samsuri.

"Already, sir." Ajimukti beckoned with his hand.

"I'm sorry for Hexa's sensibility, Mas Aji. Oh, I mean Gus Aji." Samsuri slightly lowered her head.

"It's okay, sir." Sahut Ajimukti still with the same facial expression.

After a few moments of conversation, Samsuri resigned from the pesantren and left Hexa to stay in the pesantren.

"Anything goes Hexa, Mas Aji. Sorry if it's a hassle." Samsuri said as he walked towards his car.

"Mother just calm down. As much as we can, we will change the behavior of the father. I'm sure, Hexa's actually a good kid." Sahut Ajimukti later.

Samsuri only then nodded then turned to Hexa.

"Just look if you're here to cause trouble. You will not hesitate anymore. Remember that." Samsuri said to Hexa afterwards.

"Actually boring if you have to hang out with young people ndeso here. But it's okay. I'll be at home." Sahut Hexa with lazy expression.

Samsuri could only shake his head at his son's attitude.

Soon Samsuri was in his car and after saying goodbye to Ajimukti, he passed from the courtyard of the pesantren mosque where he parked the car. Now in the yard lives Ajimukti both with Hexa.

"Ah, I'm sleepy. Will I have my own room?" Ask Hexa while yawning.

Ajimukti smiled, "There, take it easy. Come in first let santri santri ndalem prepare a room for you." Sahut Ajimukti while walking.

"Oh, yes. I hope you didn't tell my dad that I was in that shop a lot. Otherwise you'll know the consequences." Threaten Hexa then.

Just smile again, "You take it easy, Hexa."

Ajimukti did not say, he only then smiled.

Before long, Khalil, Imam and Manan came to ndalem.

"Gus, the room for the new santri has been prepared." Khalil said afterwards, glancing sharply at Hexa. He knew how this young man had behaved when he and Ajimukti met at the food stall.

"Thank you, Kang." Ajimukti.

"Why do you keep the room, Jik?" Manan asked a little whisper.

"Later you'll know too, Nan." Again with Ajimukti.

Manan just nodded.

"Yes, Hexa. Let me take you to your room." Say Ajimukti to Hexa after that.

"Good, I hope the room is what I want." Sahut Hexa as she grabbed her backpack and walked out ndalem.

"It's true not in the child's manners, Jik. I really want to teach you a lesson." Manan Mumbled.

"Have some patience, Nan. Soon he will get used to it too. We just need to get used to the habit here." Ajimukti.

Before long, the five of them were already in front of a room. Hexa is deliberately placed in the end room.

"Huh, so this is my room? Is there nothing better? Just like my maid's room, my maid's room." Oven Hexa so went in and looked at the room.

"Where is it, there's no fan what is here? And this..." Hexa sat on the bed in that room.

"Do I have to sleep in this bed? It really can make my body hurt this later. It's not worth calling my boss's room." Hexa grouse again.

Manan, Khalil and Imam seemed to be angry at Hexa's words. But they can't do anything considering their condolences to Ajimukti.

While Ajimukti himself just smiled and then approached to Hexa. "What a man's sample isn't it?" Ask Ajimukti afterwards.

"Heh, you are only older than me by four or five years. Don't act like an adult. You want proof that I'm a real man?" Hexa raised her voice a little.

Manan began to clench his hands, only Ajimukti realized that and immediately held him back with a gesture of his hand.

"All right then. You see all these men here too. No one complained, because they were strong. The strong man is not limited to speech." Ajimukti Reply.

"Oh, so you assume I'm just bragging? You want proof?" Hexa appears to puff up her chest and then roll up her arms.

Manan could hardly bear to see Hexa's insolent attitude. But again Ajimukti held him back.

"Preferably save your energy to sleep soundly. This bed is hard enough. And I thought you'd be sleeping on this bed a long time." Now Ajimukti seems to smile wryly.

"I'll call my dad to send him a much more expensive and padded mattress." Hexa exclaimed half annoyed.

"Send where?" Ask Ajimukti with a probing look.

"Yes to this room. I'm not used to sleeping on a hard bed like this." Smell again.

Ajimukti smiled, "Please bring it yourself. It's just that you wear it there, huh?" Show Ajimukti to the room page.

"Heh, what do you mean?" Hexa snapped a little.

"The room and this room are one package. So if you want to bring a mattress, an empty place just there, in the yard. Can you understand what that means?" Ajimukti said a little staring at Hexa.

Finding such Ajimukti gaze, there was a rustling in the heart of Hexa.

"Well, you guys do santri, but dzalim." Mumbled grumbling.

Ajimukti no longer replied, then he rushed around and out of the room followed by Manan, Khalil and Imam.

"You're sure, Jik. Emm, I mean. Are you sure you're accepting her nyantri here?" Manan asked as they arrived back on the terrace of ndalem.

"Why not, Nan." Sahut Ajimukti while lighting his cigarette.

"Yes, did you see for yourself the battle of a child named Hexa earlier. Looks like it'll just make it hard for us, Jik." Said Manan again.

"Yes, Gus. Wouldn't just be troublesome." Khalil Imbuh.

"I just feel like I've been wanting to teach that kid a lesson." Manan again.

"Yes, Nan. I've been since I first met at the stall." Khalil Tymphal.

Ajimukti smiled, "It is precisely because of the child's temperament that it is like that, that it becomes a challenge for us."

"The challenge is how, Jik. People are clearly the character alone is difficult to manage. Even his father put him here for that reason." Sahut Manan's.

"Look, Nan. If we teach people whose basic and background are already wong ngajinan, it is not difficult. It was like walking on the sand on the beach. Not so visible. But if we can make people like that change, just like we carve rocks. The change in shape will be very obvious. Understandable?" Ask Ajimukti at the end he said.

Manan, Khalil and Imam alike just nodded their heads.

"When we talk about religion in studies, we can be very understood. Because it is the place. But what if we give a study in a place that is not touched on matters related to religion? In bars for example, in cafes, discos even localization."

"But even if it's not the place, but if what we're saying is acceptable, the impact will be so clearly visible, Nan. That's dawah. People who are already Islamic and gelem njai, njai just to increase their knowledge. But for people who are zero puthul, we can dalanke, it can be an extraordinary practice. Remember, Nan. Like that Hexa, she needs a spiritual jor joran. If we want to preach, jihad, change people like Hexa is the way." Say Ajimukti while again sipping a cigarette in his hand.

Seriate...