My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
Me, nurain
the morning dew greeted her beautifully today, the leaves that were drenched last night in the rain were now smiling freshly to welcome the bright sunlight. 'ah it seems I was reluctant to do the activity' my mind while relaxing behind my warm blanket
" boy, wake up at dawn is not good you sleep again pamali if said old man used to mah !! besides, it's time for you to go back to school ?!" reprimand my mother gently who turned out to be sitting on the edge of my bed
" yes Mom, just a moment again Ade again PW (wenak position aka relaxed who does not want to be disturbed) hehe "
answer me a little yawn
" yes, but not for long, his PW will be bablas, late back to the pesantrennya not good time roisah ta'lim (the Arabic term which means the head of education) gave a bad conto as members of his "mother's advice while passing away from my room
hearing that I immediately woke up and rushed to the bathroom 'ah mother if you speak softly but got really to heart' my scolding on myself. astaghfirullah,,,
after the shower I went straight to the kitchen to see my mother because this morning I must be in the kitchen again.
" What are you cooking today? Ade help yah?!" I smiled sweetly at my mother
" don't you want to be done ko, besides not just said his PW first want not to be disturbed but ko ya already perfumed aja ! " my mother replied while sniffing my body odor
"not so ah Bu because fear of being late will be said to give a bad conto again for his members" I said as if insinuating mother hhe
"there is a satirical appearance of the same mother's speech"
"no Ade no quip ! it just so happened that his advice was hehe"
"yes now mingingan Ade sat down and continued to eat breakfast first abis it ready to be brought today to the pesantren" said the mother while giving a plate of rice complete with his side dish
"quiet Mom already prepared ko from earlier malem, !"
"pinter Sholehah's mother, so Ade's breakfast abis want to go straight away?"
"yes rich ma'am, let's be more relaxed in the pesantrennya if you leave in the morning." I replied as I continued to put rice into my mouth. because this is indeed the last day to go back again kepesantren and certainly not to cross the limit at 5 pm if not, get ready to wear a bright yellow veil hehe it's a punishment for those who like to be late back to the cottage .
"yes, that's why I prepared Ade's favorite food to take to the boarding school" replied my mother as she rubbed my head and passed to the kitchen.
"de today so back to the pesantren? suddenly my older brother greeted me while walking towards the kitchen
"so a insyaallah!"
"want you?" he continued, sipping the water he took from the kitchen
"eummm, rich itself Ade deh to the pesantren is already big now it is very ordinary too" answered me while saving the plate after I finish my food
"a big pieee who has dared to be alone" said my brother mocked
"that's a big dare too wwweeeee! anyways not aa today should be ready to leave again to Tangerang yah?!" I said while sitting and watching my brother who was busy preparing his TNI uniform.
Oia forgot my brother whose name is codenamed Nasrullah he is also the same as me living in pesantren but after graduating somehow he continued to be TNI even though he once said he wanted to continue mondok but that is man can only plan the next GOD who is all-willing.
"do not need a, if you want to help mending aa give more pocket money to Ade hehe" I replied cengengesan
"that's what you want" my brother said as he pinched my nose
"iihhhhh sick tau !! yes already or if you want to help Ade mah tomorrow will aa leave all through carrying Ade's stuff so now Ade does not bother to bring a lot of hhee stuff" please me to my brother, I ask, because it is a coincidence now I bring quite a lot of goods from his usual understanding of girls needs 2x that of boys especially when living pesantren ya kan hehe
"okay is ready !! if so aa leave first well, Ade be careful if you go to the boarding school alone the same thing that you want to bring tomorrow ready first yes. the same let's not frown !!" my brother said as he rubbed my head and handed me 2 pieces of red money
"the red-red fun hehe thank you a" I replied while kissing my brother's right hand
"yes together, aa leave first well. assalamualaikum" he said as he passed out
"waalaikumsalam,, eh a no farewell to mother?" I said a little screamed but it seemed like my brother didn't hear me
"Aren't you saying good to mom?" I said after mom got back from the kitchen
"it was fitting to take a drink to the kitchen" replied the mother as she placed the food bag on the middle room table
"oh kirain is not yet !! yes Ade wants to go to the room first yes take a bag" I said as I passed leaving mother
"Ade sure you don't want to be escorted by mom to the boarding school? it's a long way away!" said the mother with a worried face after I was ready to go to the boarding school
" don't be ma'am, it's for the good of Ade too so don't just ask to be sent if everywhere! let Ade be independent too Mom! besides, it's not too far away just 2 hours this distance." I replied trying to calm mother's worries
"yes, I'm anter until Ade takes the bus, let me calm down!"
we also walked forward to look for a bus, because it happened that my house was in an alley a little far from the highway, after the bus that awaited me to say goodbye to my mother, hugging and kissing the mother because of her heavy feeling of having to separate again with her walopun is not for the first time.well,,,,,, it's,,, when I was 12th or graduated from Elementary School I was immediately sent to school by my parents, he said, so as not to forget the wrong association.and sure enough, sure enough, that I feel until now I am 18 years old who soon graduated from High School where my peers are busy playing outside regardless of sharia, they are engrossed in their jahiliyah fashion and ignore promiscuity that is not mahram. Thank God I have religious parents even though my mother's father is not a graduate of the boarding school.
2 Hours have passed in the last bus I have reached the gate of the boarding school "AL-IHSAN". there is a sense of sadness and also happiness not when I get to this lodge sad because it does not feel I have almost 3th modok here and soon I will graduate. happy because here I learned many things not only about the science of religion but also the science of maturity which if my previous lodged I always felt not at home and finally moved to this cottage, which is, there was a sense of regret at that time because I was a child always gave up on trivial problems, such as losing towels, sandals or clothes and disagreeing with friends. but here I learned to fix it all by slowly reacting to it as an adult.
"shapeshina!" suddenly someone called out to me from behind, and I definitely knew whose voice it was
"o Allah is anti, called not to look!" continue and take me after we walk side by side
"you ah !!" my answer is short and dense
"yes, yes, I am afraid to call her not shafina but nurain" she said with a smile standing in front of me
"that's dong Maryam azzulfa from earlier to hehe" I replied and immediately took her
"just smile if you've changed the call, after all the same name as well?!" chirping while continuing to walk in the direction of the pesantren gate
" don't have much to say, let's digingan us directly to the ustadzah qismu amni (the security section) so as not to be late back to the cottage." I said while continuing to hold him without answering his rant.
Syafina shidqiya nurain, well that's my name but somehow I prefer to be called nurain rather than my first name. not without reason now my age is entering the 18th which is what this person says is the age of stepping on cinmon hee walopun in fact I am a little cuwek on whose name is cinmon, which is, but that doesn't mean it's not the guy I like, it's just that I still keep him here, in my heart. which one day we can become nurain (two eyes) nuroin (two lights) like the Prophet and Sayyidah Khodijah complement each other, like my father and mother have each other share,,,,,, and,,,,,