The Light of Love Pesantren
Shaking Soul
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The moonlight covered with cloudy clouds makes the night atmosphere feel darker.
Nazwa parked his bike a bit away from the ponpes so as not to be heard by the kang ujang who was guarding the post near the gate, he immediately returned the motor to the owner to be considered a santri who is responsible for all words and deeds
"let's go straight back to the ponpes, like the event has started we're fifth" Nazwa said
"before Naz.huekkk" Nadifa vomited while holding her head down.
"why Nad? it hurt?"
"let's take the bike to the angel ngeprank izrail Naz, ana dizzy the wind was very tight"
"astaga Nad, ana kira anti again sick" said Nazwa and Salwa compact patted their eel
"hehehehe yaudah come on now it's better, ana is ready" said Nadifa immediately eagerly stood up followed by another friend behind
"eh Nad, see if there's a non-maintenance mang in the post?" mishik Nazwa menario nadifa headscarf
"just wait a minute" Nadifa peeked a little from the pesantren gate
"astagfirulloh Naz" Nadifa closed her mouth
"how is he?"
"hehehe is not safe"
"ish ngagetin aja" Nazwa hit Nadifa's arm slowly
"okay now we go straight to the room just mumpung deserted no one" Nazwa began to set his strategy
"okay"
The three of them strolled into the ponpes gate, past the nearby mango tree to get to the dormitory
"we are like Naz" said Nadifa
"this is also for the sake of mutual safety" Nazwa replied in a whisper
"well, let's not whisper mute"
"echem"
"echem"
"ECHEM"
"anti why khem kham khem Nad, if the sick drink baygon sick lost life hahahha drift"
"anti-stress Naz, ana is near anti" said Nadifa hit Nazwa softly on the head
"adohh, continues to mean anti-Sal?"
"there's also here, deket Nadifa"
"who is it?"
"let's face the back"
"anti Naz, ana is afraid that maybe in the movies like back to back there is a hook, Aaaaa" Nadifa hysterically imagined
"lebay anti-Nad, have we faced the back of it together, ater if the pocong or the like we run okay?" nazwa's question was only answered by a nod by her friend
"one two three"
"Hant..."
"gazard"
the highest Nazwa is alone there because Nadifa had run to drag Salwa first when Nazwa just mentioned the word hant, whereas behind them was
"anti where?" ustadz Akmal had a chest against Nazwa who was still alone there
"anu ustadz eh anu what his name was" Nazwa's tongue suddenly confused to answer the question that Ustadz Akmal had thrown to him
"anu it's anu it's anu what a clear answer" he asserted makes Nazwa more creepy
"anu Nazwa new from warung bu sulis ustadz, yes warung bu sulis hehehe" replied Nazwa trying to calm down
"wrong?"
"usual ustadz women's affairs, ustadz must know"
"where is the evidence"
"ehm was ustadz was brought Salwa, yes Salwa ops" Nazwa immediately closed his own mouth
"Salvah? isn't Salwa not in the ponpes?"
"eh means Nadifa ustadz" ustadz Akmal said suspiciously at Nazwa's answer
"anti punished"
"can you?" nazwa said not to accept
"of course it can be anti-wrong, out not asking permission, ustadz also do not believe you are out just to buy it, why anti-carry bags too? justadz Denger here is Salwa, right?"
Nazwa could no longer avoid hearing the words of Ustadz Akmal
"eh ustadz there are flying sharks" shouted Nazwa pointing up, ustadz Akmal took a look there and
"RUN!!!"
"haishh can be taken with his own santri, anyways where there are flying sharks, just be careful waiting for your punishment tomorrow"
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brakkkk
hosh.
"eh Naz, anti enggak papa, afwan ya earlier ana ninggalin anti"
"hosh..had it discussed later now let's hurry soon it's our turn" Nazwa threw his bag just now, and immediately tidied up his appearance
" let's take Hana now"
Nazwa, Nadifa and Salwa headed straight for Hana's seat which was at the very back of the santri line
"huffff fortunately you came, you think you will not come back again"
pluck
"anti if the mouth is guarded do not talk carelessly"
"ish yes, now that it's our turn"
"yes let's just put the accessories that we have prepared" said Nazwa in a nod by another friend
They are busy themselves in the back with their respective activities not paying attention to the events on the stage
"next participant, blank vote number five, al-miftah group"
al-miftah, which means the key name of their music group obtained when the draw number and group name
"eh now it's our turn, let's spit it out"
The piano has been raised on the stage as a musical instrument that they will play, the students stare strangely, because this is the first time there are students who play the piano in the race
Nazwa took the stage first, he looked down with his face covered in a white turban striped black while pressing the piano keys, each key pressed to reveal the contents of the song they performed
Until finally he began to sing making all students surprised as well as the judges and teachers there
Nazwa lifted the turban that covered his face, revealing blood-like marks flowing from his temple, nose, and several other bruises and a Palestinian flag on his cheek.
After that, his other friends began to go up on stage with almost the same appearance as Nazwa, some were maimed in their legs, some had their hands cut off and were shot in the temple, they depict the suffering of the Palestinians under attack by Israel.
The four nights wore the same Palestinian robe, with a turban on their head, until they sang along with the song atuna al tufuli
...Atuna...
...(give us a childhood)...
^^Jeena N'ayedkon^^^
Bel-Eid Mnes'alkon^^^^
Lesh Ma Fee 'Enna^^^
^^^La 'Ayyad Wula Zeineh^^
Why in our place there are no holiday decorations
^^Yes 'Alam Ardhi Mahroo'a^^^
Ardhi Huriyyeh Masroo’a^^^
O universe, our land has been destroyed
Our land has been deprived of its freedom
^^Samana 'Am Tehlam^^
^^'Am Tes'al El-Ayam^^^
Wein Esh-Shames El-Helwe
W-Rfouf El-Hamam^^^^
Our sky was dreaming, asking the day
Where's the beautiful sun and where do pigeon wings flap?
^^Yes 'Alam Ardhi Mahroo'a^^^
Ardhi Huriyyeh Masroo’a^^^
O universe, our land has been destroyed
Our land has been deprived of its freedom
^^^Ardhi Zgheere^^^
Metli Zgheere^^^^^
Atouna Es-salam^^^^^
Atouna Et-Tufoole^^^^^
My land is small, like I am tiny
Give us peace, give us our childhood
^^A'touna Et-Tufoole^^^
^^A'touna Et-Tufoole^^^
^^A'touna Et-Tufoole^^^
^^A'touna, 'Atouna^^^
Atouna Es-Salam^^^^
Give us a childhood
Give us a childhood
Give us a childhood
Give, give, give peace
^^^I am a child^^^
^^^With something to say^^^
Please listen to me^^^
^^^I am a child^^^
^^^Who wants to play^^^
^^^Why don't you let me
I was a kid
Who wants to convey something
Please listen to me
I was a kid
Who want to play
Why don't you let me
My doors are waiting^^^^
My friends are praying^^^^
^^^Small hearts are begging^^^
Give us a chance^^^^
Give us a chance^^^^
My door's waiting
My friends are praying
This tiny heart begged
Give us a chance
Give us a chance
Give us a chance^^^^
Give us a chance^^^^
Give us a chance^^^^
^^^Please, please^^^
Give us a chance^^^^
Give us a chance
Give us a chance
Give us a chance
Please, help
Please give us a chance
^^A'touna Et-Tufoole^^^
^^A'touna Et-Tufoole^^^
^^A'touna Et-Tufoole^^^
^^A'touna, 'Atouna,^^^
^^A'touna Es-Salam^^
Give us a childhood
Give us a childhood
Give us a childhood
Give, give
Give peace
Not felt when singing tears dripped imagining how the suffering of fellow Muslims in Palestine, who never calm always threatened, but did not fade their spirit to continue to defend their country, they said, to defend the religion of God even at the cost of their own lives.
Not only did Nazwa and his friends weep, but the students and teachers there also shed tears, living each verse of the song that was performed with a melodious voice that shook the soul.
After completion all the students and the jury immediately gave a standing ovation to them because of their stunning appearance.
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