MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
# Episode 9. Ospek 1's.

* Acrylic

This morning was not as usual He and Azhar woke up early. Today is so special. Yes, ospek will start today, which will be opened directly by Mr. Rector of UnHalu, Prof. Dr. Umar Hanan S. sos. M. si's.

Clearly they must be present early as the embodiment of discipline and a new spirit of welcoming a proud new status,

"Student".

But it is not for that reason that He has woken up at an hour that not even a chicken has yet come down from his quarrel. Except for the torturous accident. How not, last night their residence the arrival of duo Mak Rempong, Fathin and Mitha, who practically make their sleep like soldiers who were guarding the border.

Every hour they are forced to wake up due to the action of one of the Mak tempong duo personnel, Fathin, who set the alarm with the rhythm of time every hour once ringing.

Do not ask about the volume of the alarm ringing sound. In addition to successfully making Ia, Azhar and Mitha uring_uringan overnight, also managed to penetrate in the next boarding house. Evidently with a short message from one of the residents, who entered his cellphone. Ask who set a streak alarm that sounds like an emergency siren.

"Jeez, what time is it, Ram? Alarm matiin first, ah!" Azhar, who had not yet fully realized that they were not just the two but the foursome, gave instructions several times to turn off the alarm overnight while hoarding her ears with pillows.

Until the fourth time he woke up, exactly shortly before the dawn adhan, the Mak dou rempong really did not give him the opportunity to fall asleep again like before. But he is still very sleepy.

"Eh, uh, what do you want? Comeup! Can't sleep anymore. I want shubuh, nih!" Mitha swiftly and forcefully pulled her hand so that she would get up to sit down.

"Please, Mhit, just a minute, this thing is still half an hour away!" His mouth was still with eyes that were still tightly closed.

"We need stamina ok for senior ntar. We have a bad mood first before going to the arena of heavy sleepy. Some of you why the hell, set the alarm so much mepetnya, blum again volume ampe translucent to the cost Bang Nathan in seblah!" He tried to protest hoping to be given extra time.

"Ck, yeah. Don't mistake us if you're both late!" Although it ended in nagging but grateful, in the end both of them gave up choosing to let He and Azhar fall back asleep in the arms of shubuh.

At exactly 04:40 Mitha again forced him to wake up. He opened his eyes as he heard the adhan shubuh from the nearest mosque.

Although still sleepy, he still tried to get up and went to the bathroom to ablution. He passed Azhar who had just come out from there with heavy eyes due to restrained sleepiness.

"Ck.ck, if during ospek we gini trus, we may get anemia due to lack of sleep!" He clucked at Azhar while shaking inexhaustibly with the madness of their two companions.

Azhar only chuckles a little to hear it and immediately moves to wear a robe and hunchback while waiting for him to go to the mosque, to congregate to perform shabuh prayer.

Not long after He also caught up with others who were still faithful waiting for him. The four of them also went to the nearest mosque for prayer.

On the way home, Mitha had teased the two of them,

"You're sure that only the two pray the most shabuhnya follow your wake schedule, right? Surely the shubuhnya prayer has entered the dhuha time at the most, huh khan? Ngaku, let's say!" He turned towards Azhar who turned her face while holding back a laugh.

He who basically can never resist laughter immediately broke out and as usual attach a smirk annoying him because what Mitha said is absolutely true.

"Eh, don't laugh, it's not funny! Fhat, cepet clear to them how the fate of people who like to be negligent in prayer. Let them repent!"

"Ehemm, you must have memorized the Qur'an Surah Al_Maa'un? There it is explained that people who like to be negligent in their prayers are also among the people - people who deny religion, hypocrites!" Clearly Fathin while looking at them alternately.

"Lalai here not only ninggalin prayer, but not focus ama reading, procrastination time as I want or prayer perch it all was already entered also in the sense of negligence here!" Fathin added more seriously making her grimace in embarrassment.

"And the consequence of this transgression is that we will be immersed in hell for 1 hukub or 80 years afterlife. Not the year of the world, you know! But hereafter. A day here is 1000 years. You can imagine how long it's been like?"

Mitha grinned along with a sneering expression made to make He and Azhar want to laugh even though they both felt horror hearing Mitha's words just now.

"The shop from now on every night you have to set the four o'clock alarm. Let the shajunnya prayer not be late anymore!" Fathin finally replied firmly.

"Ready Commander!!" Both of them said while paying their respects. They made the four laugh together.

He and his three friends had a serious conversation about prayer, without feeling they had arrived in front of his boarding room.

"Udah ah, let's pack. Let's have breakfast first. I'm the same Fathin made breakfast earlier. Our clothes are also Mitha ironed!" Fathin then gave instructions.

They went inside to have breakfast and get ready.

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* Fathin

He who was afraid of being punished when the ospek finally agreed to the idea of briliant Mitha who invited him to stay in Azhar boarding room and akram during the ospek.

He was so afraid to imagine if the history of the Gegara punishment was too late when Junior High was repeated. He assumed that if it happened on campus then the shame would multiply, because it was witnessed by thousands of adult eyes from all over the naba and the seniors .

Especially there will certainly be Bang Fahry who now begins to tease him often with an erratic chest pounding every time their views meet. Or the touch of Bang Fahry's ever-successful reflex hand raises strange waves all over his body and makes him bristle in an instant.

The over-loading misgivings finally made him trigger his wild idea to install an alarm overnight on his cellphone and Mitha who practically made the entire room cranky every alarm echoed break the night silence.

Not once or twice did He hear the three awaken with their respective grunts, but He was indifferent to pretending not to hear them while laughing wickedly in the heart.

"Haha!"

Until dawn he woke Azhar. At his sight Mitha helped wake Akram who was still so sound in his dream cradle.

After the epic drama of preparing to campus for the task of tidying up the beds, ironing their uniforms, providing breakfast and shower queues and wearing ospek uniforms, now they have been on campus, in front of the Rectorate building. Among thousands of other new students from various faculties.

Line up neatly according to each faculty. Waiting for the arrival of the Rector who will officially open the implementation of ospek this year.

Seen hundreds of seniors using a bright yellow alma mater suit unit with campus logos from various majors, standing also in a neat row on the left side.

He expressed his gaze trying to find a figure who began to Intense fill his mind lately. Suddenly the net caught the shadow of Bang Fahry among hundreds of yellow-jacketed organizers talking with one of the women committee beside him. Looks very familiar. Suddenly his heart slipped at the sight.

"What's? Hey, what happens with you, Fathin? Yes yes they are familiar, they are a team, as fellow organizers many things that can allow them to interact with each other. Anyway why are you upset that, see Bang Fahry dong style is too perfect for you who are not a single piece of yourself that can make you proud, aware, Fathin! Conscious! Forget it, forget it, you're here for college, right? not looking for a girlfriend. You don't rule out the possibility that one day Sherin's boyfriend comes back here?"

His mind was still busy monologuing when suddenly Mc sounded through the microphon .

He also returned to focus on the future, where the Rector with his ranks stood, conveying several words of welcome as well as opening with the official annual agenda, ospek this time.

After the opening event all split up and re-assembled at their respective faculties to then be divided again according to the department.

He and his best friend Mitha walked to the front of the FKIP mushala, where the children gathered for language majors. Yes, they are in the same department because Mitha took an Indonesian study program. While Azhar and Akram are in the department of Education majoring in Penjaskes.

While walking suddenly the knot of his sneaker straps open. He quickly fixed it. Mitha who walked along with her did not realize her absence because she was greeting one of the ospek participants who was with her.

The loud and intimidating voice of some seniors who gave directions for them to speed up the pace made his hands tremble even more as he tried to tie his shoelaces.

Suddenly a familiar voice called out his name from behind.

"Fahry Bang!" His inner.

He wanted to immediately run from that place but the sound was getting closer and in an instant came down in front of him. He had difficulty tying his shoes.

"You why? it's okay, isn't it?" A voice that felt so close to his ear, instantly stopped his movements. He lifted his face and the gazes of the two met, locking for a few seconds.

The chest blasts that stomped each other in pursuit really added to his lips. He tried to calm his soul and body more rigidly waiting for the next scene. And, sure enough, he was increasingly unable to regain consciousness when Bang Fahry's hand grabbed his shoelace and tied it deftly. He hurriedly grabbed his own hand.

"Well, Udah, let's go join another party. It's on the march like it's!" Bang Fahry said as he stood up and grabbed his hand to help him stand up.

He tried to dodge gently by hurriedly standing up. Because his consciousness had returned and how shocked he found some prank eyes of senior friends bang Fahry who looked at them while shaking their heads accompanied by small oddities.

"I_iya, thanks, bang! I_I'll go there first!" He smiled stiffly, nodded shyly towards Fahry and immediately then walked a little run towards the mushala yard and briefly broke into the ranks of the master of English language.

All day long he prayed that he would make no mistakes. He did not want to be a buliyan material for the seniors, especially there was Bang Fahry who from the beginning often looked at him while occasionally smiling when their beads met. Make him look down more and pluck the grass in front of the folds of his feet .

Until late afternoon, they were allowed to go home. Some instructions and mandatory orders from the committee became important notes for him.

"Tomorrow at 06:00 exactly all must be in place. One minute late ready to take the risk. Her bag is replaced by wearing red crackles, the same shoe trousers her socks wear a hodgepodge. One leg is black, the other is white to equal the uniform color. The hat was replaced with a small baking sheet in red color in line with the color of the bag. Trus slempangnya make from cardboard write FKIP as majors. Remember take care of your health, do not stay up late and tomorrow on time! Wassalam'alaikum warahmatullah wabarakatuh!"

A senior brother shouted for direction just before the line was disbanded.

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* Fahry

As the "empty one" of one of HiMA's organizations on campus, he's been pretty busy lately. From the meeting with the ospek committee, coordination with HMJ members, especially in the divisions that are actively involved during the ospek period. Not to mention He had to prepare the material that he would bring in the second day.

In this case he wants to appear perfect in front of Fathin. Not wanting to make the slightest mistake makes it extra hard looking for weighted points for material "Student Function In State Order" that will be brought later.

At 06:00 he arrived at the school. Park his big motorbike and walk towards the front of the rectorate building where the opening ceremony ospek this year will be held, joining hundreds of other ospek committee.

He spread his gaze to the right side where thousands of ospek freshmen were lined up waiting for the opening event to begin. Netranya ventured to find Fathin, a figure whom he began to miss often. He hasn't seen her since their last meeting during re-registration last week.

His hidden mission of helping the beautiful girl with her sad eyes finally succeeds without embarrassment. He deliberately asked Husnul for help pretending to ask for all Fathin's re-registration files on the grounds that it would help him to be free from all entry fees, SPP, alma mater and practicum.

The girl was so excited to hear that she would be released from payment, making her mindlessly hand over all her files to Husnul.

He also handed over the nominal amount of money listed in the receipt of the entrance fee payment to Husnul and told him to deposit it with Fathin's file. And fix, the mission worked.

He was still busy looking for the figure of Fathin suddenly Naila, fellow organizers, came to him and asked the whereabouts of Husnul. The conversation continues as he teases Naila,

"Husnul blum met Nai, the reason for the last meeting yesterday you also nanyain husnul?" He chuckled slightly at the sight of his companion as soon as embarrassment could be seen from his reddened face.

"Eeh, oh that, A_I just want to go back to the book I borrowed to have Bang husnul yesterday!" Naila stuttered in reply.

"Oh, on the phone the next time, the number's got, right?" He saw Naila about to answer but stopped because at the same time the sound of a microphon in front of the attention to all line up neatly, the opening will begin immediately.

All of the maba are now dispersed towards their respective faculties. He was walking with Rashid, head of HMPS mathematics when suddenly his neutrality caught the figure of Fathin walking with his best friend Mitha. But a moment later he saw Fathin sitting crouched holding his shoes. He ran towards it after parting with Rashid in front of the library.

"Fathin!" call her while walking quickly to the girl.

"You why? It's okay, right?" Ask a little worried. The manic immediately looked down to find out what he was doing. It turned out that the tie of his shoelace was open and seemed to have difficulty tying it.

He also crouched. The beautiful face was finally lifted and at once the eyes of the two met and in some count he did not intend to end the fun scene. But he came to a realization as his ears caught the sound of his comrades chuckling teasing him,

"There's a woyy indian movie trailer! Ahhaha!"

He chuckles in the heart. His hand moved to grab onto Fathin's shoelaces and fastened them.

"Well, Udah, let's go join another! It's on the march like it's!" He stood up and was about to grab Fathin's hand but the girl stood up nervously while saying thanks and ran into the line.

Every day the committee team works to organize, give direction and material to the ospek participants. Several times he laid his eyes on the beautiful girl in front of him. Every bead the two met He must have smiled intending to encourage.

In the afternoon when the series of events finished, he again searched for the existence of Fathin. Finally he found Fathin among the mob who were walking towards the parking lot. Without warning, he chased in that direction.

"Fhatin, Fhat, wait, hhaahhhh!" He also aligned his steps with the girl while adjusting his breathing which was still hunting due to running the marathon just now.

Fathin stopped and looked at him.

"I_yes, bang, what's wrong? Why run?"

"Let's chase you. You were so sorry, he said it. Oh yeah That's it, fhat, who are you coming home to? I'm taking ya?" He pretended to massage his nose trying to break the stiffness between them.

"Oh that's Bang, I'm the same mitha did not go back to the room first during ospek. Afraid late!"

"Where are you guys going?"

"In Azhar's room with Akram, Bang!"

"Cock it there? Don't you have girlfriends who live in the campus?" Ask in a judgmental tone.

"There!"

"Trus?"

"What river?"

"Yes, why don't they just do it?"

"We both don't like girls!" answer plain fathin

"Why?"

"No like, baperan, trus sometime his broken department is easy disgrace!" Fathin spoke while looking down.

"Yes but I don't like you sleeping in their room!" He grinned unconsciously He slipped .

"Why? We are in office, God willing there will be nothing, really!"

The face with those sad eyes lifted as if to reassure him. That sad manic look instantly caused a strange rumble in his heart, making Him Want to cupped that sad-eyed pretty face and, uh, that,

"Aaarrrggghhh, ****, what am I thinking?" Umpatnya.

"If so, I'll take you to Azhar's boarding house. You are tired all day, do not walk anymore - you are not fit for tomorrow! Oh yeah, Mitha like any other, usually you guys with a truck truck kayak truss?" He chuckles little seeing Fathin grinning funny.

"Udah first all of that was in the sound of Brother calling!" Fathin looked smiling kindly.

"Gosh, what else is this? what's this debaran?" His mind endlessly cursed his increasingly uncontrollable heart.

The trip home this time was short. He still wanted to be with that girl.

Finally, the two arrived in front of Azhar and Akram's room. His three friends arrived first.

"Ehemm, thank you, Bang! Be careful on the road!" Instantly his heart warmed to hear the fathin giving him such attention.

"Yes, equally! Thanks for your attention too!"

"Bye!"

"Bye?"

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