Roses Are Not in Love
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The day passed quickly, it did not feel like ten days had passed at home. And it's time to go back to fighting with the brain, then re-fertilize the longing for the next year when the long holiday comes. Imagining the next year, the first thing I saw in my brain was how funny Adit could walk and talk.
Now, to leave it feels so reluctant to do if I don't remember that I will fight for my future. Of course it is also for the pride of Adit, so that I become Aunty that is not embarrassing when told.
Sleeping in my arms, Adit seemed to enjoy the long journey we were doing without having to drama fuss. Of course my happiness is also transmitted to Adit. What is the reason that makes me so happy.? Of course, because this is the first time I've been transferred to Pesantren together with my family.
The more complete my happiness, because even with the previous compulsion. Now I see the face of Bu Mega is quite relaxed with this long journey. Yes, of course it cannot be said to be perfect as well, with the inability of Bang Daffa to participate in the group.
Four hours passed, now the car has started to enter the road that cornered to and fro, along with the mountainous area that we passed, the expanse of tea gardens, coffee gardens and chocolate gardens, along with large wood, wood, wood and wood, it is a beautiful sight in every corner of the eye. Then after descending the mountain range, we will arrive at the city I am heading to.
It was quite inviting admiration for all of them, including Bu Mega, who constantly said he would regret if Mr. Supreme did not force him to come along.
Down the mountain, change our eyes pampered by the swordang fruit, fresh vegetable fiber from the garden results of the community around the mountain. And Bang Nusa even has a plan to buy Pete to be made by.
Leaving it all, now the car has entered the city and then turned into a rice field that became a granary in the city where I will settle for the next year. Not far from there, there is a large gapyra as without that now we have all entered the Pesantren area.
Car car lined up like a show room in a field. Meanwhile, the past the Santri look back and forth with their respective luggage. No exception someone there who is smiling meaningfully to me. Who else if not my best friend.
After inviting Mr. Agung and Bang Nusa and Bu Mega at the resting place for Santri's guardian, I also invite Kak Melati to look at the room that has been a witness of my struggle and my roommate's.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." I said as soon as the door of the room opened and showed the mess of the room where all the occupants had just come.
"Wa'alaimussalam." Answer everything compact.
"Rose, it's a violation why bring ikhwan to our room. Where is so cute." Said Bia directly plucking Adit's cheek.
"Where is the gemoy and the gemesin again." The other timpal, while already racing the race directly reached out, and basically Adit who is willing and generous smile, added in uyel uyel with Mbak Mbak Mbak.
On the other hand, Kak Melati just kept smiling watching the furore of Mbak Mbak scrambling Adit. Although, Kak Melati's eyes were incessantly looking at the entire room I occupied.
"Bi, this is Kak Melati. My brother." I know you to Kak Melati.
Bia extended her hand while smiling kindly. "Syabia, as the Rose is called the Rose, Sister Mel." Bia.
"Dark." Replied Kak Melati with a smile that also expands on her lips. "How many people do you guys live in this room.?" Kak Melati.
"It should be ten people, Mel. But, I think this year there will be less than two." Answer Bia.
"With ten men..?" Kak Melati asked with emphasis, and continued to stretch his gaze towards the room with a diameter of four times five meters.
"Enough, Brother Mel." Answer me quickly.
"No bed, just a mattress to sleep on.?" Ask Kak Melati again.
"Oh Allah, Brother Mel. His name is also in Pesantren, there is already a ceramic anti-penetrating mattress that is more than enough." I said by directly stroking Kak Melati's back.
"Tap, but."
"It is not important, the most important thing here is the togetherness and strong brotherhood. This is not a Modern Pesantren what else boarding house. Not so Bi."
"Rubber." Answer Bia.
"You sure, War.?" Ask Kak Melati to me.
"Ihh, Kak Melati really late to say sure. The rose has been here two years." My timpals with broken laughter.
"If you know like this, Mel sister can't you stay here, War." Said Kak Melati in a sorry tone.
"Sister Mel, in Pesantren it is much more pleasant even if only sleeping rough, eating potluck. Because, actually it trains us to be more concerned and accepting with what we have at home, and that's one of the media demanding knowledge." My answer.
"Mel's roses are getting wiser." Replied Kak Melati along with crying Adit who was bored in the car here and there..
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"It." Said Kak Melati thrust a dusbox a new mobile phone output to me, when it was all finished saying goodbye to me.
"Sister Mel, this is not necessary. Again, it's not necessary here nor is it allowed." I answered while folding my hands back.
"So I asked the manager, he said to the level you can bring a cell phone. It can also help with your study assignments later, War." Kak Melati pulled my hand and then put the dusbox on top of my hand which was forced to open.
"So she said Pesantren Nanny. Can't refuse the sustenance that comes. What else if it could be used for the survival of learning." Kak Melati
"Not right now, tomorrow or the day after will definitely need. Then it's also so that Kak Mel can connect the Roses easily." Said Kak Melati again.
"This Bang Daffa knows that Brother bought a cell phone for Roses.?"
Kak Melati smiled meaningfully before answering her. "That's who bought Mas Daffa, the number is also Mas Daffa who chose it. So I know it's fine, and you'll just wear it."
I persevered for a moment, before finally I realized that it was Bang Daffa just because of how much love Bang Daffa had for Kak Melati, to not let Kak Melati worry about anything else including my news though.
"So, no need to doubt. Wear and use it to support your learning. Adit will wait for your free time to call." Kak Melati continued again while rubbing my cheek full of affection. "We're all gonna miss you."
"Mel, let's hurry. His mum is still sleeping." Call Bang Nusa from the car.
"Yes, just a little more." Answer Sister Melati. "Yes already, Mumpung Adit is still sleeping later if he wakes up he must immediately nyari you. Be careful, and whose spirit of learning so that later Kak Mel does not hesitate to leave Adit to study with you." Kak Melati.
I nodded and hugged Kak Melati tightly, as if I wouldn't have the chance to hug Kak Melati again another time. And my heart is too easily worried about tomorrow which is still a mystery.
Decomposing our embrace, Kak Melati stepped away from me who was still standing in my place until the car gradually left its tracks by billowing smoke in the air. Nurturing the spirit with the hope of people in love, I moan as a do'a so that all will not be in vain. And it was the call from Bialah that made me realize that my struggle had begun to return.
Night comes with still in the sport is sorted out at once opened by each of us. If usually I only get the icing part, this time I have some cardboard by my friend to taste.
While our hands alternate touching between the clothes we want to put in the locker or even grab the chips Garut by one of my roommates. Of course, we still jam with joking to let go of longing for ten days without each other.
"What are you looking for, War.?" Bia asked as soon as I saw me flip my bag back a few times.
"Tag name." Briefly said.
"Lost.?" Ask Bia again, while checking in my other bag.
"I don't know, it looks like I put it in."
"If mine wasn't the same as yesterday's sister Qoim." Bia. "You're not in a locker, or living in a locker."
"I don't remember bringing it home, but it's not in the locker either." I answered confusedly looking for a way.
"Kayak e from before you go home you rarely use the tag name, War." Timpal was one of my roommates.
"Past anyway. Roses can come out if you don't use the name tag." Bia said it was weird too.
"And starting the Rose test rarely comes out, Bi." Our other friend's timpal.
"It's true too." Answer Bia.
I sat down with an empty bag in my lap, thinking about where my name tag disappeared, but still I could not find any memory of the last time where the name tag I left.
"Have not been sad that, tomorrow will not report to Security. Let's make it new." Said Bia trying to comfort me by directly hugging me tightly until I had trouble breathing.
"Bi, I don't know." I said as I beat Bia's hand around my chest. And not even unravel, just a lot of hands that are now hugging me until finally heard laughter broke all of us.
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It's time to go back to the owner of the name tag who was targeted by someone.
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