Istikharah Unites Us
Recalling the Times at Pesantren

Long ago, when I, Luna and Icha entered the boarding school. The three of us are very familiar. Me and Luna were one room, while with Icha our room was different. It made me and Luna more familiar.

Since our pesantren was joined between Tsanawiyah and Aliyah, then we only have one Chairman of OSIS, namely Bang Abdullah Aliyah's second-class son. When we were OSEK, Bang Abdul also took the lead.

Four days later, Ospekpun was finished. We are getting familiar with the pesantren environment. In the middle of the school there is a mosque. Every time the Adhan congregates, all santri and santriwati must pray together in the mosque, except for santriwati who are mens.

Every time we finish the Maghrib prayer, we will hold a cult (seven-minute lecture). Every day there are three men on duty and three brothers who always alternate.

That day it was my turn to bring me a cult with the theme "Do good to the neighbors."

Even though my heart was pounding like a war drum, I still walked slowly towards the pulpit.

Arriving at the pulpit, I began to deliver the cult I had memorized in the past few days.

Finally I managed to convey the cult even though while standing on the pulpit of my heart deg ser.

"Aura, her voice was less powerful. No one heard what Aura said. The sound of Aura was very slow." said Sister Ana to me as I sat in between the newspapers.

"yeah, Brother?" I just can't believe it.

"Yes. Who heard Aura's lecture was only his employee" he said.

"Well, that feeling Aura said was already tight, sister. Also smooth." I said slowly and lowered my face.

"Which aura can speak strongly, hehe." said Icha.

"More, Cha. The aura is very soft. Cotton just lost, hehe." said Luna.

"Hehehe could." I replied grinningly.

"Yes. It's okay, the important thing is that Aura has dared to come forward" said Kak Nana.

"Yes, sister." I said and threw a smile for Sister Nana. He also returned my smile with a smile that is no less sweet with honey.

I still remember that incident. That day was the first time I ventured to perform and deliver a seven-minute lecture.

As I recall also once Icha never liked the same story of a brother there. Who would have thought if it turned out that now he was even paired with Bang Abdullah.

Bang Abdul is one of the outstanding students in the cottage. He was also elected chairman of OSIS for two consecutive years.

Surely Icha happy deh can be a companion Bang Abdullah, even though they are 5 years adrift.

If I had, I would have had a partner of the same age. So that we can become close friends, even though we will become husbands.

I do not want the household that I live in will only be limited to the kitchen, bedroom and bathroom only. I don't want to have a husband who is much older than me because I'm afraid that I'll just be the wife who has to obey in order for this to be the same. It must not be exciting, I am afraid that later our household will become stiff like the household of Shah Rukh Khan in the film Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi, haha.

After the completion of the prayer, we will usually continue to learn Arabic. After that, continue to study science. Almost every night we would study and sleep over at twelve.

Morning wake up before dawn. So every night we only have about 4 or 5 hours of sleep. Really, at that time I always felt less sleep. Especially if it arrives Monday and Thursday, we have to wake up at 4 am to sahur.

Once one night, the princess's cottage was blown away by a male figure whom we did not recognize. At that time Brother Yuna saw a man standing across the fence of the princess cottage.

It scares us, a lot of prejudices arise, does he turn away? Or a peek? Or just scare?

After Uti arrived (Uti is a call for the head of the princess cottage), we were immediately told to go into the cottage, no one came out again.

"Maybe it's just a prankster who wants to look at the newspapers in the cottage. If you are still afraid, invite friends when you go out." Uti said to us.

"Well, Uti." said all of us simultaneously.

Inside the princess's cottage there was only a bathroom. The toilet is outside, just behind the cottage. Since that incident, I always invite Luna if you want to go to the toilet.

Mother's voice broke my daydream. I hurried to go to Mom who was in the Kiosk.

"Yes, ma'am." I said as I arrived at the door of the stall.

"What sister?" ask Mom

"Memorating the times in the pesantren, Mom. Hehehe." I replied grimly.

"Sir, I'm tired today. Sister cooks." she asked.

"What, Mom? Cook it?" ask me with a surprised tone.

"Yes, Brother. He was told to cook and even surprised like he wanted to be told to assemble a bomb."

"Hahahahhh." I immediately laughed at Mom's words. "What cooking, Mom?" my continue.

"Yes, cook anything, it's up to Sister."

"But if it doesn't feel good, Mom?"

"It's okay. After all, the only thing we ate was the two of us."

"Let's Sister's idea, Mom. Cook what?"

"Sambal rice is the same as mustard vegetables."

"Good, Mom. But later the mother who tasted the salt yes, Mom." I asked.

"Yes." said Mother.

After that I went to get all the ingredients I needed. Then take her to the kitchen.

There is no harm also if Mother asks me to cook, is not better to learn to cook at home Mother than later learn to cook at home in-laws, hehe.

After I finished cooking the seasoning, I pureed it using a blender. I fried the fish first. After all the mateng fish, I started cooking the season using a small fire so as not to burn.

While the vegetables that I have put on display, I wash until clean. I sliced chili, onion, garlic, tomato and ginger as the seasoning. The ingredients that have been sliced I fried for a while, after that add water and enter the vegetables.

Well here's the really hard part for me, which is the taste. I put in a little salt and royco, then call Mom to taste it.

"Buuuu, taste first, ma'am. The salt is fitting or not" I said a little scream from the kitchen.

Soon after, Mom came and took a spoon to taste the chili and vegetables I cooked.

"It feels steady, but still less salt" said Mother. Then I added a little salt to the sauce. After stirring a few times, Mother turned off the stove. Then mix it with the fish that I have fried before. After that I tasted vegetables.

"Astaghfirullah's. Salty, Sister." said Mother.

"Heee." I just grinned at Mom's facial expression. "Then how is that, Mom?" my many.

"It's okay. Add a little water." replied Mother while pouring cooking water into the pot.

"Ooh." I said as a beard.

"Well, it's ready. Later on, my sister will definitely be able to cook." said Mother.

"Aamiin, in shay'a Allah, ma'am." I said.

After that, I pour fish and vegetable sauce into their respective containers and store it in the cupboard.