Islam Learning Fasting
18. Regulation part 2

"Regulation six, it is not allowed to carry cell phones, novel books, DVDs, comics and the like."

The four gawked, what kind of rule was this?

"Keep if we can't, what should we all be? Can't you play HP?" islam does not accept.

"Read the Qur'an" replied Abah Habib.

"Regulation seven, every santri is required to participate in activities 4 AD, read the Qur'an, clean the hut, memorize the verse of the Qur'an and weave the strings of friendship," he said while raising his finger.

"Regulation eight, Santri must sleep at nine or eight o'clock and-"

"Sleep at eight?" christianity did not expect to make Abah Habib nod.

"Sleep at eight? Cake a small child, Lo who really dong if you give the rules," upset Ali who intends to step closer to Abah Habib but quickly prevented by Abirama.

Ustad Faizal sighed and went back to reading the rules, "And get up at four in the morning."

"Four dawn? Who really lo if you say," upset Ali who stepped back intend to approach Ustad Faizal but was pulled back by Abirama.

"Lo deliberately well want to use us to wake up at four in the morning?" guess Islam.

"This is the rule for all students, not just for you but for everyone" explains Ustad Faizal.

"There are still rules?" asked Abirama while smiling to make the three friends turned to look at Abirama with a confused look.

"There are one hundred and seventy rules" answered Ustad Faizal.

"What you really want to make rules, you want to read those rules and make us all so like bego people standing here" said Islam.

Ustad Faizal is now sticking the paper on the surface of the wall not far from the sacred lamp. A long white paper containing the rules was clearly displayed in the vision of Islam, Christianity, Abirama and Ali.

"Antum all understand, right?" ask Abah Habib.

"Yes, Mr. Kiyai" Abirama replied with enthusiasm.

Abah Habib smiled, it seems like someone has begun to be interested in the pesantren world. Again and again Islam, Kristian and Ali turned to look at Abirama who looked so happy that emanated from her sincere smile.

"How's Islam?" ask Abah Habib.

"Em" said Islam with a look of lazy face.

"Then hand it over!" ask him while sticking out his palm.

"What?" islam does not understand.

"Handphone," he replied.

"Make what?"

"As per the rules."

Islam furrowed his eyebrows as if he did not believe that the rules that did not let them play mobile phones were to be obeyed.

"You can't dong, I-I"

"This is my phone" said Abirama who put the phone into the palm of Abah Habib after running a small approach.

Islam, Christianity and Ali looked at what Abirama had done. I don't know what incitement he has obtained to become obedient like this.

"Lo crazy huh?" ask Islam upon Abirama's arrival in the line.

"Where to go!" ask Abah Habib whose palm already has Abirama's phone.

"Have you got it!" whisky Abirama.

"Where is this?" whispered Ali who stared worriedly at Islam and Christianity.

Kristian was silent for a while and then he reached into the pocket of his Levis pants and stepped closer to Abah Habib.

"Christian! Don't!" it is forbidden for Islam to seek to attract Christians but the cell phone is already in the palm of Abah Habib.

"Crazy lo yah," after the arrival of Christianity in the ranks.

"Come on! Remains of Islam and Ali!" abah Habib.

Ali glanced at Islam who took a glance at him while holding his cellphone.

"Where is this?" whispered Ali.

"Take care of it!" abirama Pinta.

"That's very noisy." Angered Abirama who then pulled Ali's phone and placed it in the palm of Abah Habib's hand.

Ali who wants to protest is now only able to sigh and surrender just like that.

"Islam! Come on!" ask Abah Habib.

Islam sighed heavily, if this phone was given to Abah Habib then how could he contact his Umi, this would definitely be very difficult.

Abah Habib stepped closer to Islam to make the bowed Islam begin to lift his chin.

"What's wrong?"

Islam was silent, without answer and then without a second thought he put his cell phone on top of the pile of the phones of his three best friends.

"Just calm! If you want to call Umi then just come to Abah's room."

Abah Habib smiled then immediately stepped along with Ustad Faizal and closed the door tightly.

Islam was silent and then bowed it felt like he did not understand his feelings this time. Kristian, Abirama and Ali now turned their heads simultaneously staring at the terraced bed. They glanced at each other as if their minds were all fixed on one thing. The bed!

"Gue on top!!!" yelled Ali who quickly ran over and threw his black bag into the top bunk.

The sudden movement and shouting succeeded in provoking Islam, Kristian and Abirama ran to choose their respective beds.

Islam ran to the bottom bed while the Christians who have now climbed into the bed above Islam.

"Where am I?" ask Abirama.

"Nooh down!" Show Ali to the bed below.

"Well, my time is downstairs?" his weakness.

"Where do you want to sleep? Just be there!" said Islam who has now laid his body on a mattress with white bed sheets.

Abirama took a deep breath and put her bag on the bed. Slowly Abirama looked up at the iron bed occupied by Ali.

"You don't move much! Later if you fall, can shake me."

"Em" he said, closing both eyes.

"Don't fart yah!"

"Yes, how noisy you are," she was upset.

"Well, the problem is that your fart stinks," he said honestly and then turned to look at the wooden cabinet and opened it to look at what was in there.

Islam opens both eyes when he remembers something.

Islam rose up and sat on the bedside and found a man named Sarifuddin who was seen immediately smiling showing his white teeth towards Islam who now felt strange.

"Lo why grin like crazy like that?" ask Islam.

"Crazy times nih son because over time stay in the pesantren," said Ali who also looked at Sarifuddin.

"Where are you sleeping?" ask Abirama.

"Hust!" his reprimand while placing his index finger in front of the tip of his lips made Islam, Christianity, Abirama and Ali look at each other.

"He's why?" whispered Kristian while looking at Ali who was now shaking.

"Crazy son" said Islam.

Not long after Sarifuddin raised both palms while looking down and reading a prayer.

A few seconds later Sarifuddin stepped towards the bed that was near Islam. He grabbed the sarong from the closet making Islam, Christianity, Abirama and Ali look at each other.

"Lo why the hell? Crazy huh?" guess Ali made Sarifuddin turn his head and gave a smile .

"No," he answered and closed the closet door.

"What are you telling all of us to be quiet about?" ask Abirama.

"There was a sound of azan so we all have to be quiet" he explained with a thick accent.

Everyone nodded while Islam now laid his body back on the bed.

"We all end up praying?" ask Sarifuddin.

"No," replied Ali and laid her body on the bed.