The Light of Love Pesantren
For Friend's sake

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The morning sky was not as bright as usual, the breeze felt piercing the skin, the water droplets from the leaves soaked the ground, the rain yesterday was quite heavy to make a puddle everywhere.

"huhhh, so what's tonight?" tanya Nadifa took a deep breath because tonight is the night they performed

"ana is also confused, it is impossible for us to perform without Salwa, the group is at least four people, continue if looking for a replacement is not possible, the time is night" replied Hana put her head on the table

"hem I have an idea anyway but agree or not it is up to you" Nazwa said suddenly making Hana and Nadifa immediately turned to him

"what's Naz's plan?" they both say compact

"heemmm gini right said Bi Ijah Salwa house is not too far about twenty minutes from the ponpes how if it will be finished praying our isya directly to the house of Salwa?" nazwa

"anti not kidding Naz, it's late at night if there is anything else we are women, not necessarily we are allowed to be the same ustadzah" replied Hana a little unacceptable

"our problem is permitted or not we are certainly not allowed to go out the same night as ustadzah, but if the matter of our salvation handed over to God, we try to be taken care of on the way" replied Nazwa quickly

"want to be punished by Naz?" tanya Nadifa made Nazwa massage the temple of his head that suddenly dizzy

"the problem is there is no other way Nad, try anti think that if we find a replacement Salwa is not possible because the show later tonight, if we invite Salwa to his house means we are the same as Salwa, Salwa, if we win automatically Salwa will get money to help him"

"hemm had a point as well "Nadifa was nodding her head

"but if ustadzah knows what Naz is?" ask Hana

"hhhuff is a risk Han, if we are found out you are punished if we do not know the cooperation of ustadzah also" replied Nazwa took a deep breath

"once this is a violation of the rules for the sake of friends, let life not be very straight" continued Nazwa

"so how do you agree?"

"if ana agrees anyway, if we do not come up means that our training has been in vain" said Nadifa nodding his head

"how do you keep going Hana?"

"anyway, even if in our law in the law together later if we win the prize can also help Salwa"

"nah gitu dong, means later after our prayers directly"

"he'em"

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"anything anyway Han will fit ana same Salwa up through the wall anti-watch if there are ustadz or santri passing not to be discovered" said Nazwa devised a plan after they finished praying isya

"ana also wants to join Naz" Hana's whine holds Nazwa's arm

"if the anti-participant wants to sit where Han? can't the bike fit four people? anti want to be recognized?"

"ish, Nadifa anti aja who in ponpes ana who participated"

"it's good, ana also want to enjoy the taste of riding a motorcycle, anyways anti ever fit go to the market means now it's ana's turn"

nadifa replied not to accept

"never ride an anti-motorcycle"

"it's Han, after all we're back in a spit" said Nazwa to calm Hana who wants to come like a chicken who does not want to separate from the mother

"huuff, aren't you guys wearing clothes from here?" tanya Hana who saw Nazwa wearing training pants and a plain blue t-shirt combined with a jacket and Nadifa wearing a long T-shirt and fur pants

"just right now at Salwa's house, anti don't forget to bring the property that we prepared yesterday" recalls Nadifa while putting the clothes they will wear into the bag

"yes, let's go there, let's not be late"

"yes, it's ready"

The students have arrived to the event location, the participants are still preparing the musical instruments that they will display in the room that has been provided, the competition participants are still preparing the musical instruments that they will display in the room that has been provided, while other participants prepare for another race, the case with the Nazwa group who is currently sneaking away behind the pesantren

"watch Han, let no one see" said Nadifa prepared to climb the wall high enough

"yes, just calm down"

"snap Nad, up here put anti foot on hand ana continues to jump" Nazwa lowered his hand as a foothold by Nadifa

"yes let's ride, hunt someone passing by"

"bismillbornrohmanirrohim, sorry ya Naz"

"hasn't Nad?" tanya Nazwa felt her hand hurt a little

"it's Naz"

"ayo, now anti-jump"

"bismilbornrohamanirrohim"

"already Naz" cried Nadifa from across the wall

"okay it's ana's turn, we go first Han, and if anyone says we're in the dorm" Nazwa said, raising one leg

"yes, just calm down"

"bismilbornrohmanirrohim"

"hasn't he?" hana asked from across the wall after seeing Nazwa jump

"already"

"huffff" Hana stroked her chest and rushed back to the event location

Now Nazwa and Nadifa are on a small road beside the ponpes next to them and there is rice that seems to have just been planted

"would you ask permission from Ms Sulis Naz?" nadifa asked because they were using a child motor bu sulis loaned to them

"yes it is Nad, it is not possible to carelessly take people's motorcycles, calm down just kok his son bu sulis well ana also already give gas money"

"oooowh is"

Nazwa and Nadifa stepped slowly through the slippery road due to the rain and now they arrived right in front of the shop bu sulis, they observed around to make sure that no santri saw them

"hold tight Nad, ana wants to speed this"

"yes Naz"

"Bismilbornrohmanirrohim"

Nazwa drove the motor at an above average speed with road instructions that correspond to the direction of bi ijah, the matic motor drove splitting the road full of gravel rocks, and, the motor light that was still brightly lit made Nazwa see the condition of the road in front of him.

"Nad anti-focus do not look left right, look ahead a lot of prayers" Nazwa recalls on Nadifa because at this crossroad they will pass through the grave

"yes Naz"

Nazwa sped up his motor speed regardless of the left right condition and the various sounds, he continued to read the holy verses of the Qur'an and arrived at the last intersection.

"which Salwa's house is Nad?"

"the word is that the duck cage deket pak mamat" said Nadifa down from the motor stagger because Nazwa who speed up to twenty minutes only became twelve minutes

"hemm, isn't that right? the word bi ijah is blue paint" pointed Nazwa at a house with a large enough yard

"yes really Naz, said bi ijah it's blue paint"

"assalamu'alaikum" Nazwa and Nadifa called out from the closed gate

"Salwa, Salwa, Salwa, Salwa, Salwa"

chequeleked

"yes find who's deck?" a man in his thirties opened the door

"Is there a signal sir?" nazwa asked because according to the story, Salwa only lived alone with her mother

"oh, why find my wife?" the man asked, opening the door of his house wide

"he? WIFE???"