Not Nackal, Nurul!
Icha Wants to Register in Tahfidz Qur'an

Icha has been living in the pesantren to get religious education for some time.  He was so excited even though academically his grades were still on the bottom list.  All the blessings of his cheerful filled days with Nurul.

From Icha who used to not want to approach the catfish pond because it smelled fishy, then developed into Icha who ventured to participate when there was draining the pond.  Icha screams for fear of holding a catfish.  He was wrong in his way of catching catfish so that his hand was injured.  With his effect Icha whined because of a small wound on his hand.

The excitement continued and he increasingly enjoyed what was in the pesantren environment.  He was no longer disgusted with the dirt and mud, bitten by mosquitoes while gardening, even though at night whimpering to see the smooth skin that smashed.  Everything can be resolved with Nurul on his side.  Nurul's latency gives skin topical medication to strengthen his ears listening to the babbling and whining of Icha which for others will feel so disturbing.

One night in the room, Icha looks gloomy after she chatted with her papa via videocall.  “Loh, out kangen-kenan why even moody?” napa Nurul is ironing clothes.  “Indeed you don't know how I talked to papa?” say Icha ketus.  “Listen to it, but sometimes listen sometimes.  This, I was from earlier listening to the radio using a headset,”, Nurul said, releasing his wireless headset which was just next door.  “Oh, so.  Kirain follow nguping,” said Icha.

“Keep why so moody?” ask Nurul.  “Papa kanya do not care about me,” said Icha.  “Loh, what is it?  It's just that your dad cares so much about you, Cha.  He has taught you so far,” said Nurul.  “I even curiga papa mondokin I make me,” said Icha.  “Astafirullah, Icha!  You can't think like that!” nurul.

Icha told Nurul about his papa.  Mr. Sudarsono, Papa Mirsha, is a businessman close to the evil world of competition.  Several times Mirsha found her papa published in the media that she was accused of working with a politician who is now imprisoned.  Since the mother Mirsha died, her father worked blindly, impressed too ambitious in the world of business competition.

Mr. Sudarsono was very close to his family.  He always took the time to eat together at home, vacation together every weekend even joking in the backyard of their residence almost every afternoon.  Icha remembered her childhood well before her board turned into that busy-ass-ass.

Now Mr. Sudarsono prefers to drink until drunk alone rather than spending free time with his son.  Icha was always escorted to school by her father, then the routine was replaced by the driver.  All non-academic activities outside of school hours are limited by his father.  On one side of his papa it looks not concerned with Icha, on the other hand also curb his son.  Everywhere always have to be with the driver, not allowed to go out with his teenage friends, and so on.

Her father was very protective of her, especially regarding the affairs of relating to male friends.  His father always instilled the thought that every young man who approached him was evil.  He once questioned the unwillingness of his son when with men when it was a matter of schoolwork.

“You have a reason to do that.  He must love you, Cha, just the way that makes you not like,” Nurul refuted.  “Yes, I can't grow dong, Rul!  All this time I was just a home child, while the other girls were everywhere.  Nongki-nongki together, favorite hunting together,” said Icha.

The views on the relationship for Nurul and Icha are different.  Nurul is more comfortable in the neighborhood, not much mobility let alone hanging out with his peers out there.  Therefore, Nurul did not comment much on what Icha was discussing.

“In my opinion, papa mondokin I came here, far from Jakarta, and this place is boarding.  But the way he doesn't want to be complicated, doesn't want to take care of me, doesn't need to pay attention to me.  Papa gave me enough to the cottage.  Aye, right?  Is it me, Rul?” say Icha.

“I don't want to be so rich, Cha.  Su’uzon was not good,” argued Nurul.  “Nih, yes, if you were horrified earlier I VC-an equally papa, I discussed about my progress here he is rich do not care that?  The only question is about whether I feel at home or not here, how the facilities here, need to be transferred money again or not.  It's really kan nyebelin.  Yes, ga, Rul?” say Icha.

“What do you say, Rul,” said Icha.

*

The day changed.  In a pesantren neighborhood wall magazine, Icha suppressed her excitement.  “Nurul!  Here, here, here!  Booth!” he said he was standing in front of the board.  “What the hell, Cha?” nurul said with a tired face.  “This, you read this brochure deh!” said Icha while pointing at one of the papers affixed to the board.  “Tahfidz Qur’an?  You want to follow this?” nurul said with his disbelieving face.  How he believes, while to memorize juz 27-30 Icha is very lazy.

“I should be able to, Rul!  I want to prove to papa that I have achievements,” said Icha.  Nurul who knows very well the ability and attitude of Icha who likes to urgency in learning to make himself grinning horses and scratching his hump.  Nurul also breathed.  Whatever he does is a charity. Whatever Icha is thick, during her fight it's headed towards goodness, then Nurul will help her.

The Tahfidz event will be held in several waves.  Icha's target is that he should be able to follow the second wave that will be held in four months.  As the failure of the target, then there will be a last chance yes it was in the last wave held eight months.

Every day Nurul always guided him to learn to memorize verse by verse.  As expected, Icha will be difficult to cooperate, even though this effort is for his own good.  Often it was Nurul who forced him to discipline to train his memorization.

“Arapa’en ba, Rul?  Doesn't usually look upset like that?” said Nurul's father.  Nurul and her father were in the chairwoman's room.  This time Nurul takes care of her father who suddenly has a fever.  Nurul had to go back and forth to take care of his father and then returned to the santriwati complex for several days.

“Bent bend, Sir.  Nurul is upset with him.  Every day makes Nurul emotions up and down,” he lamented.  “Who?  Nurul's roommate?” guess father.  “Yes, Icha know what it is.  It's a good idea, sir.  Nurul is also actually happy to help him, but his nature is not changing,” complained Nurul.

Nurul's father also gave her soothing words.  Talking to her father never disappoints her.  “If Icha succeeds in that event, it is precisely you who make you proud, son.  By the way, does Mr Sudarsono already know that his son intends to participate in the event?” said Nurul's father.

“Sounds not yet, sir.  He said Icha wanted to give a surprise to his papa if he could join Tahfidz Qur’an,” said Nurul.  “Loh, can't do that, son.  It was his show outside the city.  Need a license if you want to mobilize there,” said Nurul's father.

Nurul was silent.  He remembered with the story of Icha that his papa would not carelessly release his son to go anywhere.  Icha may not be allowed out of the pesantren.  Because, Icha used to tell me that non-academic activities were still in the shade of his school, papa Icha did not allow it.