SANTRI MBELING

SANTRI MBELING
DINIYAH AFTERNOON SCHOOL BANNER AT PESANTREN AR - ROHMAN


With an incredible sleepiness... The banner follows the morning prayer. After the dawn prayer Panji was forced to regularly read the juice of ammah with Kang Fertile.


Looking at the very sleepy Panji... Kang Fertile his good friend said,


"Kang Panji's... If you sleep alone, then the afternoon will continue again."


"Alright Kang," Panji replied then laying his head in Kang Fertile's room,


"Later at 07 I wake up..."


"Alright," said Kang Fertile.


Before long Panji woke up at exactly 07, then rushed to ndalem, then took a broom. When entering ndalem... Panji said softly,


"Where are Mr. Kyai and Nyai Shinta's mom...? Usually Mr. Kyai pacing - mandir in the kitchen... The house is empty!"


When the Panji sweeps the living room... The pennant looks at the book and then picks it up and reads it,


"The title is the book of Al Hikam by Sheh Ibn Atta'illah Al Iskandari. MURSID Torekot As-syadiliyah Third Generation.


What does Al Hikam mean...? I better read it for a minute!


Hmmm... Fun also in this book review.


There are 4 ways to go to GOD


1- Little Eating


2- Little Sleep


3- Little Talking


4-Uszlah, often thought about the greatness and power of God


Here are 4 ways Suluk wali Abdal.


People who do these 4 things... He will be able to come to God by himself."


What is the guardian...? Abdal what is it...? What is that proposal too?


Haaa... Confused! Do not understand what it means," muttered Panji lirih,


"I'll ask Kang Soleh... Kang Soleh said he was the most alim senior santri in this cottage! I better continue sweeping away."


When Panji sweeps the kyai's room... The banner cleans the glass window by means of a rag. When wiping glass... Panji saw some of the princess santri from behind the black riben glass window. Panji also saw Teh Evi who once taught him.


"It turns out pretty too, Evi's mom... Many santri men have a crush! He's the same age as Kang Soleh, he's a little old.


Who is it... Real pretty? He is the same age as me" said Panji lirih.


After satisfied peek santri princess... Panji continued his work until it was done. When to eat... Kyai came, and,


"Assynoltom..."


"Waalaikumsalam" replied Panji.


"Kang Panji's... Have you eaten yet?" ask Kyai.


"Not yet Kyai, this wants breakfast," Panji said.


"This is Ms. Nyai, bring a package of rice for Kang Panji, paddy cuisine" said Ms. Nyai Shinta,


"Eat in the cottage alone, while resting."


"Yes Bu Nyai" replied Panji.


While carrying a pack of rice padang... Panji walked towards the cottage. When walking through the side courtyard of the hut... Panji saw many more santri children cooking rice.


"The banner!" call Kang fertile,


"here!! Ayoo eat together - together."


"Yes Kang," Panji replied then approached,


"eeee... There's Kang Salim and Kang Ujang... Here I'm on rice look at Ms. Nyai shinta."


"Alhamdulillah," said Kang Fertile,


"Can eat rice padang...! Good luck to you, Kang Panji! We - we are best to eat a side dish, same salted fish! Eating chicken side dishes, that's all if the parents come to visit here hahaha..."


Panji and his friends scramble to eat in the talam while jostling. After eating... Panji also drank well water directly from the bucket.



Time continued to pass, finished the prayer... Ustadz Bakri came to Panji's room and said,


"Kang Panji's... Change clothes, keep coming with me to Arrohman's cabin."


"Yes Ustadz," Panji answered and changed.


"Don't forget to bring a book and a pen" said Ustadz Bakri.


After walking for a few minutes, arrive at the courtyard of Arrohman boarding school.


"Pennants... Every time the prayer duhur to asar... You went to school in Arrohman's cottage... You learn to write and read the yellow book" said Ustadz Bakri.


"Yes Ustadz" replied Panji.


"Assalamualaikum" said Ustadz Bakri.


"Waalaikumsalam Ustadz Bakri" replied Ustadzah Aisah,


"What do you need Ustadz to come here?"



"Hmmm... Ustadz Tohir is there" asked Ustadz Bakri.


"It seems that today he did not bother, he said there was a family need," said Ustadzah Aisah.


"Just here... I want to register a new student from Meteor Garden cottage, for the early school here," said Ustadz Bakri, who was not involved in the study,


"Kang Panji, this has not been able to read Arabic writing perfectly."


"Oh... Yes, Ustad" replied Ustadz Aisah,


"Ustadz can go back to the cottage, or want to relax first in the office...? I will invite Panji kang to see his class, because soon enter. Ayoo Kang Panji, come with me."


"Yes Ustadz," Panji replied then walking after Ustadzah.


"Pennants... It's your class, later if there's a bell ringing... You just entered the class" said Ustadzah Aisah.


"Yes Ustadz" replied Panji.


"Are you Panji santri new from surabaya?" tanya Ustadzah Aisah,


"Are you Kyai Nuruddin's brother?"


"Yes Ustadz" replied Panji,


"What is Ustadz...?"


He said you were so bad! Like a prank," said Istadzah Aisah.


"Who am I to say I'm naughty and like Ustadz? That's not true" Panji said.


"Yes, I'm staying first. Remember...! Learn to study here... You can't be naughty yeah," said Ustadzah.


"Yes Ustadz," answered Panji and sat under a tree.


The bell rang, the teenage students rushed into the classroom.


Ustadzah Aisah taught Diniyah first class, replacing the tohir ustadz who did not enter.


Before adzan asar... The school bell sounds to indicate that the early learning activity has ended. The santri sons and daughters scattered out of class and returned to their respective rooms.



***


With a giant step Panji teen road to the boarding school Meteor Garden. While still in the courtyard of Arrohman's cottage... Panji stopped his footsteps, then said softly,


"That girl is gorgeous, sweet rich in iced tea! Who her? make myself amazed. Hmmm... So remember Maya Surabaya, her face was 11-12, almost as beautiful. How is Maya...? I'll send him a letter tomorrow."


While daydreaming to see a beautiful teenage girl... Panji was shocked by the voice of Ustadzah Aisah, the,


"Panji Kang! daydream... See what?!! Ayoo hunts back to the cottage for congregational prayer!"


"Yes Ustadz," Panji replied in surprise,


"Ustad... That girl wearing a ping shirt what's her name?"


"That's Bela's name, village boy. He went to second grade" replied Ustadz Aisah,


"What's up...? Don't have a crush, do you? Don't date at the cottage! It can be punished by you, same Kyai Nuruddin if caught!"


"No Ustadz, just ask. Hmmm... I already have a boyfriend in Surabaya" Panji said,


"Did Ustadzah have a boyfriend?"


"The banner...! How do you ask? Santri that tanya yaa njai lesson! Ask me weird!" ustadzah sewot,


"It turns out to be true gosib all along... You're a wayward kid. Ayoo hunt way back to the cottage!"


"Yes Ustadz," Panji said then passed.


Adhan is heard echoing from within the Meteor Garden musolla. As usual, after the prayer... Panji naji jus ammah with Kang Fertile. After najai, at 04 pm... The banner sweeps the Kyai's courtyard.


When the page sweeps are not finished... There was a luxury car entering the courtyard of the house and stopping under a tree next to the garden.


The car door opened, and then there was the sound of greeting,


"Assalamualaikum Gus Panji's...


Is Kyai sir around?"


"Waalaikumsalam Pak Haji" replied Panji,


"There's Mr. Haji, just go inside.


Kyai's cool again same nyai ma'am in the kitchen."


"As for how does Gus mean?" ask Mr. Haji in wonder.


"Again cool in the kitchen room with Bu nyai, chat while drinking ice young Pak Haji," said Panji.


"Oh... So, what language is weird? Cool pake!" said Mr. Haji,


"Panji Gus... This is in the terimah huh? Buy clothes, make snacks and other necessities in the cottage."


"No Mr. Haji, thank you, my money is still a lot, enough for the three-month snacks," Panji said.


"Ayoo is okay... Make a plus," said Pak Haji then forced Panji's hand to accept.


"I went to the kitchen first, Mr. Gus," said Mr. Haji then walked beside the Kyai's house.


"Assalamualaikum" hail Mr. Haji.


"Waalaikumsalam" replied the Kyai,


"eeee... Mr. Haji, please come in here, sit next to the kitchen... While drinking young coconuts."


"Thank you Kyai," said Mr. Haji then sat in the chair next to the kitchen,


"Alhamdulillah Kyai... Irmala my daughter has recovered from last night. It's normal as before."


"Alhamdulillah" said Kyai,


"That's thanks to Kang Panji's prayer baroque, Mr. Haji. Oh yea... Alone, Mr Haji?"


"Look Kyai... I want to leave my daughter with Kyai, let my daughter learn njai in Kyai boarding school" said Pak Haji.


"Oohs... I see, it's okay Mr. Haji," said the Kyai.


"When did the cottage start?"


"Now Kyai, my wife and daughter are in the car" Haji said,


"I'll bring them here soon."


Shortly thereafter... Mr. Haji and his wife came home, and Mr. Haji's daughter Irmala stayed at Meteor Garden's boarding school.


When Panji was putting a broomstick near the kitchen... Kyai's voice was heard calling, ''May,


"Kang Panji's... Here is a rice and cake parcel for you, from Pak Haji," while giving the parcel.


"Yes Kyai," Panji answered while receiving the parcel, then returned to the cottage.


When the Panji was in the cottage... The pennant shouted a bit loudly, though,


"Timbles! Timber...! Ayoo who wants to eat lead gather here!"


Heard the word Timbel (Nasi pack consignment)... The santri hurry up and scramble to eat the rame - rame.


"Panji Kang! Where did this lead come from? It's delicious, beef rendang fish again!" ustadz Bakri.


"So in the love of his guest Mr. Kyai," replied Panji,


"Oh yes Ustad! Greetings from Ustadzah Aisah. Ustadzah... Take care of your health."


Hearing Panji's words... Ustadz Bakri was surprised, then said,


"Is it true that you are Kang Panji...? It is not possible that Ustadzah is as beautiful as Aisha send such greetings."


"Yes if Ustadz doesn't believe, that's okay" Panji said.


After finishing eating timbel rame - reme... Without opening it, Panji kept the envelope given by Mr. Haji under a pile of clothes in a buttered wooden closet.


Then Panji and his best friends took a bath in the river.