The Light of Love Pesantren
Visitation

The night was getting late, there was only the sound of night animals, and the shining moonlight became the light in the silent darkness of the night

Nazwa tried to close his eyes that are still awake, flip through his sleeping position, last night still ringing in his head

the flashback

After the event was over, and the students and invited guests were disbanded, without waiting any longer Nazwa immediately approached his father and mother

"Dad, mother" he immediately hugged two people who missed him so much during the ponpes, and it did not escape the attention of his three friends and some students who were still there including Gus Fatih

"Still inget the call apparently, mother thought it had turned into abi ummi" teased her mother on her favorite daughter

"whatever mother, Nazwa prefers to call mom" he said still hugging his mother

"oh, what are you two doing here?"

"both of you said, I'm not considered?" asked the person suddenly appeared from behind his father making

"bang sat" Nazwa said successfully made some santri immediately turn to him

"And I said also what, you do not like to call my name half-center gini will be a person on misunderstanding" said Satria advising his sister but Nazwa did not listen to his brother's speech

"we are here to see Nazwa, it turns out that the mother's son is a hafidzoh huh? " said his mother stroking his daughter's head dear

"hehehehe yes buk"

"great grandfather told us to come here" said Satria

"meaning?"

"yes we should be here tomorrow morning, but said grandfather there is an important event in the ponpes, it turns out to see you can win" replied Satria

"apparently grandfather knows" Nazwa murmured softly

"we were told to come here, kirain you died..."

pluck

"you said what the hell you're talking to Satria, don't bother" said his mother hit Satria in the head

"what the hell is buk, Satria is not finished talking about Satria's intention to leave ponpes not dead" he said stroking his head that was hit

"there's also thought it's impossible to be a disappointing child"

"lo tell me what deck?"

"what's it going to say?" ask Nazwa back

"tuh tuh see Nazwa yah ma'am, now he's using Arabic, not in vain paternal money for nyekolahin lo" said Satria between the sentences of praise or satire made Nazwa upset

"already bang, I have a mute emotion if you talk, mending anta diem aja deh "the speech of Nazwa actually makes Satria more laugh because of the Nazwa language mixed

"already, now do not need to pack me again lo kayak do not fit tau no, call ala call child ponpes, call me, know not if your four friends are horrified already at the all-out kekawain lo"

"which friend?"

"i am aduin also lo, mentang-about already entered ponpes friend-struggle truant lo lupain"

"ooowh yes it is impossible to forget, have not talked to them for a long time so kangen" said Nazwa with a sad look

"tomorrow will fit home also still be able to meet" said his mother realized the expression of her daughter

"oh, you didn't come here with Nazwa, what was it? hamburgers, pizza, boba, spaghetti?" nazwa looked at her mother

"astaga deck, you think we're grab what, all available in one application" Satria sewot

"feelings every ana nanya, anta who answered mauu huh?" avalanche Nazwa did not lose the sewot

"let me have a mouth to speak, an ear to hear that unfortunate question"

"have you two fought mulu malu is not ashamed what diiatin pak kyai with other santri?" his father said firmly making them both immediately silent

"where is my gift?" nazwa asked, holding her hand

"gift? what prize?"

"dad don't think Nazwa was stupid, yes, Nazwa was on the Nazwa stage knowing how to sign my eyes"

"father's daughter is smart" stroked Nazwa's head

"it is clearly smart that the problem of the prize is only number one" Satria said

"you can keep quiet Satria, no matter what seductive your sister?" said his mother pinched Satria's waist

"oh ish yes ma'am just kidding"

"what did Nazwa ask for?" ask her father to Nazwa

"emmm what is it? tomorrow, Nazwa certainly not now"

"now on deck, I wonder"

"swear deck lo speak Arabic, I feel like a pious man" said Satria tidying peci in his head

"ga is obviously very Sat"

"Yes ampum Nazwa, I said call a long name, kok lo demen really call my name that"

"yes, Nazwa has a mouth to speak with" Nazwa replied following his brother's reply

"it's Satria, you're already big don't be a childish gini, if now meet Nazwa fight mulu, try to fit in nanyain house when Nazwa came home? when is Nazwa? Satria is coming"

"ish what the hell buk, don't need to tell the story also time"

"i know bang kangen Nazwa, Nazwa is also kangen brother" he said hugging his only brother

"kangen fought together" he continued again

"the same brother also kangen fight, the house is quiet if you do not exist"

"This decade is getting late, the father of the same mother goes home first, son, take good care of yourself in the ponpes, do not misbehave the memorization yes, the mother is proud of the mother's son is a memorizer" said mom hugged her daughter when she was leaving

"Let's be calm later I love the gift that Nazwa has returned home, take care of health in ponpes" said his father softly

"yes, mom"

"take your deck not to faint again" said Satria suddenly made his father and mother look back at Nazwa

"fainted?" say they both simultaneously

"you passed out, son?"

"yesterday was just a minute, Nazwa forgot to eat breakfast" Nazwa said

"keep your health don't hurt again, the gift will be void"

"yes don't dong yah, Nazwa promise you won't faint again"

"we went home first, son"

"so bad, nginep one night aja well" said Nazwa memelas

"yes sir Wiraguna nginep one night only in ponpes" said pak kyai friendly

"sorry sir Kyai, instead of refusing but tomorrow there is a business trip out of town early in the morning, maybe next time" he refused to feel bad

"no papa sir, we understand Mr. Wiraguna people are busy, just take the time to attend, we are grateful you can come" said Mr. Kyai shaking hands with each other

"Nazwa don't take care of other people, son, father go home first, inget don't be naughty, and don't forget to take care of health, just be careful if you hear you passed out again"

"yes, calm down" Nazwa said, kissing the hands of his parents and brother

"then we go home first Asslamu'alaikum"

"Wa'alaikumussalam"

Nazwa looked at his father's car that was getting away from leaving the pesantren yard with a smiley, lying if he said he did not miss his family, he wanted to hug them even longer, he said, he rubbed the tears that were dripping in the corner of his eyes until a pat on his shoulder made him realize

"already, tomorrow after the anti-return holiday can go home, all are also like this if the first time you go to the hotel" said Salwa embracing Nazwa

"we will have Naz, anti don't have to be sad anymore" said Hana

"iya Naz, we are anti, anti not alone friends" continued Nadifa to embrace Nazwa

"thank you"

And now the four of them hugged each other teletubies without realizing some pairs of eyes that saw their behavior there

"heh how many more hugs?" gus Rayhan approached them

"Gus Rayhan ruined the moment really" upset Hana

"don't Han he's an idol" whispered Nadifa

"quickly enter the room, even whispering neighbors again"

"we don't whisper to our neighbors just whispers to friends" replied Nadifa plain

"whatever the name is whatever, now quickly return to the rest room, this is late" said Gus Rayhan firmly

"na'am Gus"

"Assalamu'alaikum"

"Wa'alaikumussalam"

flashback off

Nazwa rubbed the tears that were dripping in the corner of his eyes as he recalled a brief encounter with his family

"it turns out gini ya feel missed" he murmured slowly and tried to memejamkn eyes to fly to dreamland