Episodes of My Past
the hidden presence of the heart
The blowing wind greeted the wet ground due to the heavy rain on this silent night, the silent dormitory that sounded was only the sound of the dense rain spatter..
it was here that I began to learn and start life to understand, starting to know how the world of this pesantren for the first time, here I live and go to school in pesantren.
that sunny afternoon, I was just escorted by my ami and abi, and my brother, Muhammad, came along to take me here .
here I am not alone, I am accompanied by my sister, who is , he has lived here for 3 years and soon my brother will graduate from this High School and he will continue his stady in college.
my brother was so happy he welcomed me warmly and happily, he was named yanti.
usually yanti brother at home if his holiday taught me many things, before I entered this pesantren, in this place the atmosphere is quite crowded.my new friends so many, so many, I'm so happy here I also have a foster job, she's called agustina, unfortunately for the first time today I also have not one classmate who was old and I have not met my foster father.
" sister ... , where is the room ayuk augustina ?
I asked Yanti curiously.
" that's room no 3, he hasn't come yet, maybe he'll come tomorrow" he replied casually.
how many minutes after speaking came a man who was holding my shoulder from behind me..
" hi.. You new boy yach must be you adek mb yanti ?
"yes, answer me
" yuk mb, dek , play in my room . "take her politely.
" yes "answer me with my brother.
"it's called mb trie said my ayuk told me.
" what class is that?
"class 3 smp "
" ooh.."
my conversation with brother yanti continued, the sun was getting dusk and time kept turning.
"الله اكبر الله اكبر ..
the voice of azan magrib was already reverberating when we prayed and taught with senior brother.
for the first time we introduced new friends, each of whom introduced themselves, including me.
stiap class aw members each have one tahsin teacher from our senior students in this school, I like the tajwid lessons, especially me and husnia , ' he said ,we compete with each other to answer the questions given by ukhti tika when tahsin, didiolaqoh we are the most rame. we are also very happy at ukhti tika he not only taught us about tahsin, tahsin ,but we are also happy because we are usually bored he always tell the story of the solemn prophet.
day after day has passed.
I'm with husnia getting closer, but on the other hand I'm also familiar with septi my roommate.
one day there was a heated argument between septi with me. at that time I regret k
unfortunately I feel a little sad because it turns out .the first time I consider a less good husnia turns out he is a good friend even much better than septi.
but things changed, now I used to be friends with anyone without having to choose..
someone told me .that I was the quietest kid in class..
school lessons are getting more exciting, and I like the lessons the most.
a friend of mine named dhilah, he's a classmate, also a roommate, he's good, he's also older than me, usually dhilah stiap times lessons he's group with me , ' he's good ,he has always been a part of me .
Azan reverberated his melodious voice made all children quickly arrive to the place of pam whudu.
" الله اكبر ،،،
this afternoon we teach with ustadz..
but the end of this end ustadz rarely came to teach us.
suddenly came in front of me a white male descendant palembang people here call him by the name of adnan si belong .because here flattened Javanese descent only bebone who are descendants of palembang blood.
" hey, I seem to know you?
aren't you the brother of mb yanti.?
" is right.
" i tuch also deket loch with mb yanti
" ooo..
" what's your name?
"yati
" the javanese yachh?
"yes, 'em ,
" his name is santen" isn't he really talking?
" i just smiled and laughed a little.
" what's aj's smile ???
" the real namine sinten/asmane sinten..
" owala..
until the wkt passed quickly, the sound of the roof sounded..
" mu ..teng ..
all the students rushed home, too,
almost every day mas adnan visited me that day ,
when the break arrived he visited me, took me bicra, I sllu took some distance with him.
" kmu ank her who
mario sir's son
oh. bpkmu his name is mario
yes
where is the deck
in unit 3
mamas used to be there on deck, mamas also peenah malak i there.
astaghfiruaallah jwbku in shock
yes, that was before.
yes gk papa important srg gk can yang kyk it lgi.
god is sitting in a chair, not a desk.
mas adnan was looking for a chair sitting in front of me facing me with his handsome face. wkt berllu dg fast
jm break even hbis ,
teng teng teng...
all heading to kls each msing , msing ,
the clock pointed at 17:00 to each dormitory, this is when we took a shower, and ate, ready to stand by at the mosque to welcome magrib arrived.
ba'da magrib kmi each teach ustadzah each, usually for senior brother to learn the book directly with abah yai. sdgkn for below spert we learn with ustadzah kholilah seorg jama ah tablik berniqob veil , speak fluently .
every Sunday night usually all the students gather to hold a khitobah together . usually the event rotates the participants stiap once a week per class , ' '' usually ,
in this pesantren TPA we learned many things including hadith , fiqh , so here also diasakn learn Javanese language language language language romo inggil daily , and read the book of Java or commonly called the book of yellow .
this year I was often the turn of the core speech for the first time I was still learning speech but could not.
one day a senior brother appointed me as the core of his usual speech.I was always nervous in front of the pulpit .
until a few times I gave a speech without text to go forward before the stage I could make a speech.
.evening passed 21.30pm, the clock showed the time to go home to each dormitory.
everyone is ready to go to sleep, but there are also those who are still learning, there are also those who vent and tell on
after months have passed.
I was presented as sholawat said my temen.they liked my voice the most when I called "maulidu ahmad. arriving on Sunday mlm usually on seprt day we sllu held a khithobah event stiap participants will be turned and get the position determined by our murobbi
when I'm ready
it was my foster brother's favorite song.adnan he liked best if I sing the song.he always approached me, he said my melodious voice made him happy to me., he said.,
mas adnan adl septi girlfriend, me and setpi blm lm friends but sjk septi moved, mas adnan attitude increasingly makes me a little afraid pda. mas adnan often skali approached me suddenly, but I was not happy, he also often visited me stiap times like someone who will never get bored with me.
I bigung stiap anything I say, mas adnan sllu follow my advice and advice. mas adnan who sat dikls 1 high school and I sat in class 2 bc , mas adnan was born 93 to 96.
one day when the rise of the early class arrived mas adnan mermporkn himself in ustadz ahmad agr ustadz ahmad wanted to permit mas adnan to settle kls 2 dinniyah tnp doubt , 2 , kls earlyah kmi dipesantren consists of 4 classes earlyayyah wkt that I went up to class 2, so kmi class dg mas adnan , I don't know what mas adnan thought , every day we meet every day mas adnan sllu visit me and approach sitting in the chair beside aw kdg to arrive and sit in front of me. tidk just awkward that I'm not afraid and not comfortable I sllu avoid and keep jrk kepdnya , aplgi when I know mas adnan bnyk his girlfriend , adeknya lift adl mb kusnia temen deketku ,
ngapo you every time I approach the seat far deck. tnya mas adnan
ndk papa mas, we are not mahrom, we are,
yes gk papa, klo that we bicr kmu there I am here.
I smiled at him.
do you know how to sich stiap smile continues ?
can I yach?
of course it can .
do you want to wear aj veil.?
the veil should I have tpi gk I use .
gk dipake knp ? it's a serious face
papa jwbku dg sntai
oya, by the way, I want to have a deck veiled wife, I want to buy a mask for you to wear.
I smiled at him, I heard him.
keep smiling sich..
yes gk papa
I'll buy a loch mask for you, right?
do not mas , I have a veil at the same time hijab.
our conversation continues
all immediately entered kls , krn ustadz immediately entered the classroom.
we all sat down at our respective places.The lesson began.
ustadz sorof nahwu his name is ustadz danu, he taught me stiap sorof nahwu students, tpi sekales kmi jrg there are mudeng ,
maybe it's me with mb kusnia who often memehami this student.
in this dinniyyah class I won the 1st class and the general champion, unfortunately my school I cannot win the top 7 .
stiap kali ustadz danu entered the class kmi ,ustadz danu sllu memhatikn me and mas adnan 2 times 2 times , although he knew klo kmi hnya skedar spoke ,
tpi kli this ustadz danu as if to insinuate me, with the look on the face of ustadz danu to me and pd mas adnan as if knowing something hidden.
second by second one jm has passed all pulng , mas adnan stiap pulng he sllu membareng stiap steps my way, p,
smbil asked me to talk.
pebincangn passed by kmi tlh smpai to their respective dormitories
the next day , mv kusnia came to me
I envy you yati ,
mb knp? do I have a slah
kindergarten
I envy bnget for you
envy what mb
teach me how to crnya I can be as you
mksud
teach me to let kyk kmu
mb udh pinter skolah can be champion 2 in our class, as I hnya 7 large it is I who want to belajr with you. mb
I want kyk kmu gimn is to have an attitude that kyk kmu mas adnan sllu muji you and mas adnan told me to learn from you.
what do you have to do with adnan ?
what is mb.
kok mas adnan sllu membicarakn about you hmpir stiap times he sllu membicarakn you to me.