That is Fate
The Pesantren

"Ughhhhh You guys are really?" say

" Woy wrong us let alone "pipe sahut with his regret.

"Why can't you collaborate? I was lazy to meet Uqi, do not know why hufhhh"

"Oh so you lied about going to the boarding school?" look at the pipe and then I nodded.

"Pftttt hahaha" Cow laughs loose and followed also with Patul .

"I'm sorry for the release of hahahha" Patul said .

"But the real loe is so evil this is his name, crazy bad" said Pipa

"That's right, if you don't like the Uqi, why don't you break up? kasian I saw" said the Cow.

Hearing the language, Patul and I immediately saw the Cow "look what that means?" say we together.

"Hahaha kocak vow hahahhah" said Pipa because he knew the meaning.

The cow immediately scratched his nape "look that means look, don't be stupid kelen be a friend, I'm ashamed bah"

"Loe is speaking loe regional language, I don't understand" I protest honestly.

"Gue wants to sendin him but he's too good guys, emh means gini. I've been wrong for accepting him, and I don't want to be wrong again because it's mutusin him, ahhh my dizziness" I said while holding my head.

"Sasa, if I may give advice you should break up, even though you feel guilty with humans at least God considers you right, yes because your decision is right Sa, Sa, we can't date before we get married" Patul said at length.

"Listen tuuuuh" said Pipe and Cow.

"Eh y'all are also Markonah tablets" I upset while throwing tissue.

"But we're LDRs, weeees" Cow chirped.

"It's wrong, isn't it Tul?" I said while staring at Patul

Patul nodded, "Do you want me to say no?"

Reflexes made me, Pipa, and Cow shake as if we knew our best friend would advise us again.

"Yes, uh, then, but you're going to Patul's house later?"

"Isn't anything Tul?"

"Eh means gini Tul, we will not wear Syar'i clothes, later the santri will surely see us strange trus

loe is ashamed again, loosely his son Abah Kiyai"

Patul smiled "What do we do to be someone else? if you're not ready for Syar'i no problem, I'm not ashamed to have your rich friend, just stay with yourself, okay?"

"Aaaaa Patul" We said, hugging Patul.

****

Finally the course hours were over, we decided to go to the mosque for Ashar prayers. After the prayer we decided to sit first in the Mushola courtyard.

It turns out that here is not just us when it is afternoon, a lot of students make roundabout groups around the yard. There are those who discuss group work, some are sharing and some even discuss about studies.

Two women wearing black hijab and black veil walked towards us, the longer they got closer to us.

Me, Safia and Fifa panicked at that, except for Patul who looked ordinary even in a calm state.

"Assalamu'alaikum ukhti" greetings the two women.

"Waalaikumussalam" we said, although afraid but answering the greeting is mandatory right?.

"At busy?" ask one of them

"Oh no, what's wrong?" answered Patul gently.

"Can you join me?" ask again, we looked at each other

"Please Ukhti" Patul replied suddenly.

'Ughhhh Patul, I pites loe later' I said in my heart.

Instead of being afraid of the talk of people around me make me withdraw my intention to change my appearance.

"So this Ukhti, we every Sunday held a regular Study at Al-Ikhlas Mosque, if you are interested you can come and the cost is free really.

A few minutes later, the men left while I was still with my daydream.

"Woy watch out for tapes" Pipe chirps

"God startled me" while stroking my chest.

"You tea why Sa? how quiet is that?" ask Patul

"Tul, I want to change my appearance. kaya by wearing jeans and hijab that still likes to circumvent this I feel uncomfortable because it is viewed by many people" I said honestly

"God's Masya... Gradually Sa, slowly but surely and Istiqomah is" said Patul

"It's really a child" said Cow

"Loe who is still possessed by Shaiton" I chanted.

Patul who comes from a family that understands religion is often giving advice to us who are still full of this sin.

It's true, Patul's appearance is different from ours, Patul who does wear syar'i willingly want to be friends with us who even wear fur pants almost never.

But, back again. Do not judge a person by appearance alone.

After that, we immediately went to the patul house by using a designated car aka public transportation.

It didn't take us long to get in front of the school.

"My head is degdegan"

"Gue too"

" Same Tul I'm scared this time"

Patul smiled "Let's go in, it's okay.anyways the santri has not yet come out kok"

After hearing Patul's words we went inside, yes, we were afraid to enter Patul's house because the last time we came here a santriwan had mocked Pipa for wearing jeans and with his tomboyish attitude.

At the door of Patul's house we saw Abah Kyai reading his book.

"Assalamu'alaikum" we said.

Abah Kyai immediately saw us with a smile "Waalaikumussalam, uh Abah's children have come home, let's go in son... Ummah this is Lila bring her friends." said Abah kyai.

Soon, the ummah came out and we immediately kissed the back of his hand.

"You take a bath first oruh, already want Maghrib Nak" said ummah

"Yes Ummah, we go in first." I said.

Then we went into Patul's room and looked at the contents of our bag rather see the clothes we brought from the boarding house.

"Pi, are you sure you want to wear that shirt?" I asked Safia.

"No, but I only have this and if you know yes, my very polite clothes are just this" Safia said.

"Eh same, I don't want to wear this" said the pipe while pointing at his clothes.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Patul just entered his room

"Girishal"

"Ngagetin is patuuuul" my whine.

"Why? how is his shirt in the eye instead of taking a shower?" ask Patul wonder.

"This ten years I'm wearing? " ask Safia.

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