My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
one for two, two for one

"Allahuakbar,, Allahuakbar," the voice of the asar adhan reverberated with his melodious from behind the mosque of Jami al-ihsan 'ah it does not feel soon I pass from this beautiful cottage' I was drifting in the melodious chants of the Adhan as if I would miss this cottage so much if I did not live here

"ka mut learning is done, already adzan" Gus luthfi and Gus hafidz stood up, about to prepare to go to the mosque. I was still silent to pay attention to the santri who began to pass to the mosque 'so God what I can do if I have to leave this cottage, and start living the life of the outer world' my inner more fear if later it is not living in this lodge again

"ka mut do not pray asar already komat you know?" suddenly the voice of Gus Luthfi awakened my daydream

"astaghfirullah yes" I immediately stood up and was about to go to my dormitory, but at first glance I saw Gus hafidz smiling on the side of the exit. I don't know who he was smiling at but really his smile was so sweet, so charming. 'ah already ignored' I immediately ran to the dormitory because I was afraid to miss the prayer asar congregation

"cieee, the abis got a love call from the nanny's house" Maryam nudged my shoulder deliberately as we walked, to the asarama after the congregational pickle prayer in the mosque

"what the hell, not the call of love that there is a call of the nelangsa" I passed leaving Maryam because I did not discuss about the rumors that are not true. kesel is actually because it is called the same Gus hafidz who suddenly made a rowdy among the santri princess, who was, so there was a rumor that there was nothing between me and him without them asking exactly why he was called there. but yes, I also do not want to care too much about it because I think it is important what they accuse is not true.

"Sir, mengengpenggak class naji holiday we jajan yuk down, bosen hawker canteen continues" I said when I reached Maryam's room

"can you, what do you want?"

"baso skillet, ice-cream, same toast yuk"

"goddess, ravenous anti" Maryam immediately looked at me strangely while pinching my cheek

"iihhh sick tau, anyways not okay dong hehe ya yuk!" I stood up and pulled Maryam's hand

"wait no!" suddenly Maryam stopped our steps

"why?" I turned my face to Maryam

"eummmm,, no, no, go on" Maryam did not continue her words and walked ahead of me

"well, basic" I caught up with him from behind

"beh, baso dua ya" my message to babeh mason baso who is already a trader remains in our boarding area

"one day, I didn't" said Maryam

"get ready" replied babeh

"can't I pesen Iam?" ask me after we sit in the usual saung so tongkrongan we santri putri

"no, I don't want to"

"masa??" my investigation does not believe, because honestly our tastes and preferences are almost all the same.even if the snack was always together and certainly always the same

"eummm, actually the pocket money ana stay a little more recently purchased the same book book keep umi ana send it still a week again" he whispered as if not good with me

"mashallah, why hahaha" I laughed at Maryam's words

"quietly my beautiful pal and Sholehah nan pinter later ue is anyway mah hehe if about it ana has a solution" I pinch the rubble cheeks Maryam

"what emang? anti to treat ana?" his word is enthusiastic

"eeeeeummmm, not hehe"

"huuuhhhh kirain"

"kalo ana anti-continue tract ana how do not about her ana also similarity with anti-cancer again hihihi"

"continue why atuh even ngajakin a lot of snacks"

"this is her baso neng" said Babeh as she placed a bowl of baso in front of us

"thank you, Oia beh can pinch her spoon one more?" I said as I approached the baso cart

"can this neng" babeh handed me the spoon I just asked for

"nih.." I gave the spoon to Maryam

"what is this, the time of giving spoon doang"

"yaaa gpp donk rather than cengo ngeliatin ana eat baso hahaha" I laughed his witty

"nipples!!" her words while advancing her lips

"objection time yes ana ngasih spoon nja.kana ana has not been able to nih tractir baso so baso we hit it both aja so"

"continue to buy his ice-cream eaten both of them too? " ask Mary again

"iya donk" I replied as I put a mouthful of baso into my mouth

"iiihhh,, very good indeed anti-benere true friends" he flattered while stroking my hijab

"yes donk who was it? nurain" said I prided myself "but who paid for his ice-cream anti yah hehe" I continued

"huuuuhhhh kirain all his anti-paying"

"yes, ana is also the same cancer Iam, hhe so the solution is to buy baso, anti-buy ice-cream continue to be right when buying toast joint money" I explained at length while continuing to feed spoon by spoon baso into my mouth

"oohhh so this story is one for two, two for one is it?? may the idea be quite creative" praise Maryam to me