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"And you are Heru. Please control your emotions! do not let it explode, because it can make all our plans fall apart" I said while staring at Heru.

"Yes, don't worry. I can control my emotions, but sometimes I'm not strong either, if they've been too late to prank us" Heru replied as he put a smile on his lips.

"Anyway we have to try as planned, I don't think the admission of this new student will be long, we're just pretending to be a week, and now it's just a few days away, after that we will calmly study at school, and this interest is not only for Heru, but this warning applies to all of us, he said, in order to remain calm as planned in the face of their every treatment" I said with a long sigh

When considering events like the present, it feels reluctant to go to school, because all of this does not match the delusion I want, continuing school is what I dream of the most. But all that Kandas when getting treatment bully, in my shadow of school is just studying quietly without thinking about the pressures from the seniors, I remember school is the best way to hone my skills, I remember, because I have potential in it, but God does not ease the way, maybe God has a plan so that I feel good when there is a struggle.

"Yes I understand" Nawir replied chiming in.

After finishing chatting and finishing the ice water in the bag Nasrul bought, we all stood up to part ways and promised tomorrow we would start according to what we planned.

"Yes, we have come home to each other, so that we have the energy to face tomorrow "I said as I stretched out my hand.

Followed by the hands of my friends, such as people who are high five berabargan and deal upwards, as proof of our agreement.

After parting with them, I set my foot towards the cottage, because that's my house now, the wind blows slowly, but it's enough to make me feel comfortable in the heat of the sun.

Ten minutes passed, leaving the tree that became a shade for us to chat with my friends, I finally arrived at the building in the form of a boarding house, which was, my steps stopped shortly after seeing the santri who had just come out of the mosque, they finished carrying out the study of the Zuhr, they finished, my heart began to worry between continuing school or staying focused at the cottage because it turned out that the cottage felt more comfortable than school.

I'm Still Standing waiting for all Santri to come in, it feels so shameful to have to meet them, with my situation being what it is now, I don't want my friends in the cabin to know what's going on with me now, lest they know that I'm complaining about school and worrying about whether or not to continue.

After feeling certain that all Santri had entered the cottage, I began dragging my steps to enter the cottage.

"Assalamualaikum" I said as I pushed through my bedroom door.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Arif my roommate at the cottage.

He again opened the books he had just learned in the mosque, by reading them over and over again so that what he learned was not easily forgotten.

"Sorry to disturb" I said while hooking the bag on the nail that I had prepared earlier.

Then you open my uniform to replace it with a short-sleeved shirt, so that it is not dirty and can be reused the next morning.

"It's okay, just got home?" asked Arif who continued to pay attention to the book as if he did not care about me.

After I finished changing clothes I sat next to him, as did Bang Fahmi I asked for the book lugot studied after the prayer zuhur so as not to miss.

"Bismilahirahohmanirohim walhaidu lan utawi menstruation, iku Damun getih, yakhruju kang metu" said Arif began reading the Lughah book of Safinah.

While Arif was reading the book, I wrote the meaning under the Arabic word for word so that I could easily memorize it.

"Thank you, sorry to bother" I said after finishing reading the books studied after Dhuhur.

"Together, I also memorize, so I do not feel bothered" replied Arif as he closed his book, then tidied on the shelf according to his schedule.

"How is the school?" Arif asked who was sitting back.

I just shook my head confused as to what to answer, because what I know now that the school has no exclamations, there are only bullying done by the seniors.

"Not knowing it kang" I answered briefly may not be used, so it feels tired, not to mention going home from school to teach, my energy and my mind are very drained, because I have to think of two lessons at once, plus there are a lot of problems I'm dealing with.

"Kok don't know it seems you look tired" said Arif as if he knew what I was going through now.

"Lumayan is draining energy also has to sit on the bench all day, different if in the cottage we are free to do anything, As long as no longer fit for study" I replied explaining the anxiety I was experiencing.

Arif just carved a smile on his lips, as if he understood what I felt "the spirit not everyone has a chance like you, can go to school"

"Thank you for your support" Arif said as if to be a Mood Booster for my life, not everyone can we be lucky like me, Even they can not continue their education, even they can not continue their education, both in the cottage and at school, because of the limited cost but different from me who can go to school and that I get for free.

"Well, let's cook, you're hungry too, right?" ask Arif. while standing raising the sheath so as not to get dirty when cooking.

"Let's go Ashar's time is still a long time" replied I who followed Arif, getting up from my seat.

Such is life in the cottage, if we are not taught to cook by friends, then we ourselves must invite them, it is a form of concern for fellow friends.

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I beat the castrol, invite other students to cook together, so that other students will cook, because with togetherness we will know which friends are in need of help, who is in need of help, in this way we will know anyone who does not cook, then we will ask why he does not come along lest we eat while there are friends who are hungry.

After the rice was collected all Santri shared the task, some blamed the fireplace, some washed the rice, and some went to the stall to buy the side dishes.

An hour passed, the rice was ripe, then a santri poured into a tray for us to enjoy together, after eating I took my toiletries, to clean the body to welcome Ashar time arrived.

Such is the routine of the cottage which is always filled with religious lessons and togetherness, loving each other and helping each other according to the principles of the cottage, which is small to be a big sister to be a big brother, the little ones should respect the big ones not crazy respect, there is no word of seniority here, all the same tied up with one bond named Santri.

After memorizing the book we studied in Ashar time, as usual we fill that time by playing ball in the rice fields, because according to Abah santri it must be healthy, healthy, So it should not be Ashar time used to be silent, must enjoy the twilight time happily, so that the feeling of kangen towards the house is a little forgotten.

The entertainment, We will stop shortly before the Maghrib prayer roar, so that we can clean ourselves first, before facing the creator and not miss for congregational prayer.

Although the santru are very hobby to play, considering the average age of the students is still classified as the age of children who like to play, but we learned to mature, although not yet the time. Maturity will be present when we learn it, just like the current Kang Agus who is considered as the head of the cottage. He signaled that our playing time was up.

"Let's go home! later we miss the congregation prayer" said Agus who always reminded 15 minutes earlier before, the arrival of azan maghrib reverberate.

All the other students who were busy playing ball stopped their activities, then with their awareness they went home to the cottage, to clean the body and prepare again to receive new lessons.

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At 03:00 I woke up from sleep, because waking up at this hour had become a habit, although not all Santri, but most of them woke up earlier than prescribed, he said, they learned to practice night prayers,

"Alhamdulillahil adzi ahyana ba’da ma amatana wa iliahin nusyur. Praise be to Allah who revives us after we have killed us and to Allah we will be resurrected.” I murmured after sitting perfectly while pulling my joints that felt stiffened.

After all the spirits of my dreams gathered, I immediately rose up and headed to the water to take ablution, followed by two rakaat tahajud prayers and two rakaat hajat prayers, Abah said it did not have to be much, the important thing is that we do it, like rice fields that are fed by water, do not need large water but only once, the rice fields are enough with little water but flow continuously.

After the prayer I rushed to school to carry out my duties as a janitor, I do the task so early, so that during the day I can focus on school, without having to think about the jobs that are the support of my life.