The Light of Love Pesantren
For Friends 2
"he? WIFE???" shouted Nadifa and Nazwa with faces of shock
"yes, my wife's name is Salwa, what do you two need?"
"emm gini sir.." not finished Nazwa continued his words heard a very familiar voice in the ear calling out to him and Nadifa from behind
"loh Nazwa, what is Nadifa doing here?"
they face backwards and
"SALVATION"
"yes, what are you doing here?"
"this is anti-Sal's house?" asked Nazwa who was still surprised
"he? no ana house over there" point to a minimalist house that is two houses away from the house
"ha?"
"so don't you find my wife?"
"hehehe not so sir we got the wrong house"
"eh nak putri, how is the condition of his mother is good" the father greeted towards Salwa
"Alhamdulillah is well sir"
"oh thank God if that's it"
"princess?"
"whose daughter? Nad?" Nazwa nudged Nadifa's arm
"perhaps it means Salwa, Salwa's name is the daughter of nur salwa"
"ohhh yes also yes" Nazwa murmured softly
"what are you two doing here?" Salwa pulled the sleeves of her two best friends away from the house they had been to
"we are looking for anti-Sal" Nazwa said, rubbing the back of his head
"wrong?"
"let's forget Sal, tonight we four perform, we have long waited today to prove that we can also be like other students" said Nadifa issued his unek
"let's go in first, talk in the same bad neighbor" Salwa invited his two friends to enter a minimalist, light blue painted house that has appeared faded in various seasons
"we were shocked, Sal, when we entered the house that kept the father said our wife thought anti-marital" said Nazwa when Salwa held a mat for them to sit
"oh that's Mr. Adit, the chairman of Rt here, his wife's name is also Salwa so here ana called daughter let's not wrong people"
"hehehey"
"so how sal, anti can not go tonight, we to ponpes just a moment to finish performing we anterin anti go home again" said Nazwa to the point
"but then the ustadzah..."
"later we who talk the same ustadzah, anti calm aja" said Nadifa calm Salwa
"why don't you guys replace it with another santri"
"huff can't be Sal, the time has been so tight the results can't be the same as anti" replied Nadifa
"sorry yes ana ngerepotin you guys" said Salwa lowered his head
"don't say that Sal, there is no such thing as ngerepotin we are friends if anti say that means anti not consider us friends" said Nazwa hugging Salwa
"that's not to say ana is only afraid that later you will be punished with ustadzah because of this"
"huff we've gone so far Sal we can't go back to the ponpes empty-handed, Hana is also waiting for us there, the punishment problem we will think about, Hana, we have dared to do this means we also have to dare to take responsibility" Nazwa explained taking a deep breath
"we also do not mean anti if they do not want to" continued Nadifa embraced by Nazwa
"emmberta ya, ana ask permission first with mom"
"go son, you're well" a middle-aged woman came out of her room and sat in front of them
"mother"
"go son, I'm healthy as your friends are far away from the ponpes here just pick you up"
"we're just a moment kok ma'am, it's about to finish our show anterin Salwa back home" said Nadifa kissed Salwa's mother's hand followed by Nazwa
"didn't go away, mother was better" Salwa's mother hugged her only daughter and was nodding at Salwa with tears
"thank you ma'am, Salwa, it's not long"
"just change your clothes first"
"we follow Sal, we also change so that in the ponpes is not complicated"
"campaign"
"thank you ma'am, it's ngizizin Salwa" said Nadifa who had now finished changing her clothes followed by Nazwa in the back
"you brave children, but the road from here to the boarding school is quite scary"
"what's the pain in my mom?" ask Nazwa
"high blood mom yesterday friday until fainted right after the sale "
"Astagfirullohaladzim, how is the state of the mother?"
"if it's better now, it's just a little dizzy"
"sorry ma'am, if we come here to disrupt my mother's time with Salwa"
"no papa really, Salwa also this story is the first time he participated in a singing competition, if not your training efforts are also in vain"
"sorry yes buk if we look like maksa gini, we become unpleasant" said Nazwa scratching his head covered in hijab
"don't papa just mom also seneng see your business as gini is not easy to give up"
"let's go" Salwa's voice coming out of her room shifted the focus of the three people sitting in the living room on a mat
"your clothes are the same?"
"hehehe yes ma'am"
"you're being careful on the road"
"yes ma'am, let's go first"
"if the show kemaleman Salwa nginep first in ponpes tomorrow morning home, he said yesterday he asked permission to go home three days so the day after the day back to the ponpes"
"iya bu Salwa pamit first" Salwa kissed her mother's hand which was followed by Nazwa and Nadifa
"Assalamu'laikum"
"Wa'alaikumussalam"
They left Salwa's house for a parked motorcycle not far from there
"who's the anti-motor who's Naz?" ask Salwa
"motor beautiful sister son bu sulis happened to not be made so we pinjem"
"ooowh, kirain was anti-pack motor kang ujang hehehe"
"if the motor kang test that we have will not reach ponpes safely"
"haha"
"already let's go up must be Hana is tired of waiting for us in ponpes"
"iya Kasian Hana at this time must be looking for a reason hahaha" Nadifa said with a laugh
The three of them rode the bike to the ponpes with above average speed, Nazwa who carried the bike like a professional racer meleok through every corner, every corner, until the very back of Nadifa held tightly to Nazwa's shoulder so as not to fall
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Meanwhile in ponpes
Hana sits uneasily in the back seat of the audience while her eyes glanced at the boarding gate to see the signs of her friend who still did not return when the event was about to begin
"yes protect your servant's friends" he murmured softly
"Hana" someone touching her shoulder from behind made her tiptoe in shock
"i yes ustadzah, I guess who it was" replied Hana nervously as she held her chest
"why are we still here, which anti-friends? it should be anti backstage with other participants"
"hhehe na'am ustadzah, Nazwa just as Nadifa is still in the prep room, coming out soon enough"
"oowh, have you got Salwa's replacement?"
"there's..."
"Assalamu'alaikum sorry ustadzah called the same ustadz Akmal" a santriwati suddenly came to make Hana's words cut off
"yeh yes, Hana later if Nazwa same Nadifa already come backstage yes gather with other participants, your musical instruments have also been out"
"na'am ustadzah"
"fyuhh almost, Nazwa is the same Nadifa who has not returned yet" muttered Nadifa while continuing to pay attention to the slightly open boarding gate"
"may you survive the journey" he murmured softly
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