The Power of a Prayer
CHAPTER 5 KSD_Welcome to Balekambang

O Allah open the doors of the heart of Alfian Vijaya. Give Thy Grace and guidance and make her my future Husband.

Amiin o Allah.

If indeed he is my soul mate Alhamdulillah, if we do not match I believe God's plan is better. God knows everything.

In the morning, after dawn Dayat took me for a walk down the streets near the house while breathing the dominant cold fresh air. I also wear a thick jacket and socks.

"Sister, where are we going?" I held Dayat's arm, afraid that he might suddenly run away. Dayat was one of those pranks who taught me nosiness.

"Follow my steps. If you've been to the boarding school, you'll miss me. Santri the princess can't get out of the dorm. If the son is free" Dayat patted his chest deliberately in a puff.

"Cold, where are we going."

"Kepo" Dayat ruffled my hair that was blocked by the veil. The disheveled one is not her hair, but her veil.

"Okey, don't leave me. Just watch if you run, I'll beat it up later."

"If I run, then your run is also light."

"Ciihhh!" I was getting annoyed with Dayat, but still holding his arm.

We walked down the street, out of nowhere Dayat would take me.

At seven and fifteen minutes local time the air is still very cold until a market. Kalibawang Market Wonosobo. Not far if you ride a motorcycle, but if the walk is quite draining. The road goes up and down. When going up should be ready to hold the hoe holding the breath, if it goes down should be ready to brake. Because it is such a path on the mountain slope.

"I didn't bring any money, didn't say I wanted to go to the market" I complained.

"Specifically for my beloved sister, today's brother who treat. Can buy anything" it looks like Dayat just got extra money from Mom, or got a salary from playing games.

"Okey, I'll buy a lot of food."

I began to sort out the market snacks there will never be left behind a menu of super spicy meatballs. I also bought preparations to the Ponpes because I did not know directly about life there later. Just heard a glimpse of Dayat and my njai teacher in Kalimantan.

More specifically, just enjoy. Not a difficult one, I don't know what kind of hard I don't understand either.

...***...

Day three in Wonosobo.

I prepared to go to Pondok Pesantren Balekambang Jepara assisted by Dayat. Who's gonna take Dad, Miss De, my cousin, and Dayat for sure.

All the stuff is put in the car. My cousin was driving, at the wheel was my father. I sat in the back seat with Dayat to my right, Miss De to my left.

We headed straight to Jepara. In the afternoon we arrived at the Jepara Welcome Monument. Jepara Bumi Kartini's.

This is the first time I've set foot in a city famous for its carvings. We continued to drive to the location through google maps.

Not so long I was amazed by a monument, the Monument of Kartini. Remembering his struggle in his time fighting for women, able to increase my learning spirit.

I was amazed by the beauty of this city. During the trip a lot of motivation that indirectly adds to the spirit it is not wrong to choose to study there.

With the help of google maps we look for the location of Pondok Pesantren Balekambang. With the help of asking local residents when we arrived in Nalumsari sub-district. Therein lies Pondok Pesantren my destination. Modern ponpes are very famous there.

The atmosphere is quiet, because according to information all students will return tomorrow. I came today because I didn't want to have to huddle and queue. More precisely so as not to get too tired. Of course all students will have a re-list so it will likely be crowded.

The Santri are also thousands, so it is impossible not to get tired and queue.

"Prepare your mentality, the caretaker princess many who jutek if facing the princess santri" said Dayat.

"Is she?."

"Yes, later let Brother who wonders for sure they will be friendly" he continued. This was the point of having handsome Brother ha ha ha.

"Alhamdulillah, not stray" Dayat gave thanks. We arrived safely at Ponpes Balekambang.

There is a glimmer of hope that will bring me success later.

My main goal is to study Birrul Walidain, the second is indeed the compulsion of Dad to take a sewing-majored school.

I personally love Math lessons. Initially wanted to major it at a High School in Kalimantan, but Dad refused firmly.

Father's goal so that after graduation can directly work without having to apply for a job. Father's reason makes sense, because I'm not necessarily going to college. Dayat also did not lecture, but added his religious knowledge only in Ponpes Al-Asy'ariyyah.

Dad's been influencing me with fashion majors since I was in 5th grade. From this can be drawn conclusions, the view of the future of Dad is very far, until I entered SMK was still strong with that department.

But there is no harm in parents. This is one birrul walidain.

...***...

"The hyacinth is Nduk" Bu De embraced me, but his gaze was straight ahead.

"Yes, Miss De."

"That's diligent" My cousin chimed in.

"Okey."

"Yes, sister, anyways still quiet."

After parking Ms. De to copration with my cousin. I didn't come because I had to re-enroll at the office with Dad and Dayat. My previous registration was online when I was in Borneo. That's a recommendation from lurah Pondok.

I read every form paper I received. I looked at Dayat. I steadfastly filled the whole data according to my data.

"Sir, let's go to the dorm room" a princess guide me to the dormitory. It is located behind the headquarters where I studied.

"Sorry Kang, the son is banned from entering the girls' dormitory" said the administrator.

"Yes Mbak I understand, but this is my sister and also there is no other santri besides the manager. So let me drive him. I am also a santri in Wonosobo" Dayat told reporters.

"All right, Kang."

"Whose name is Ma'am, later if my sister needs something so I don't bother looking for sampean."

"I'm Rinda."

"Okey" Dayat blinked one eye at me. "Ra, this is Rinda. If you need something, just say it later to convey it to Brother."

"Okey."

I tidied my luggage into the closet provided some of it is still in the suitcase. While waiting for me Dayat fell asleep.

My clothes haven't been taken out of my suitcase. I went out to see my family again. All farewell home.

That night I tidied my clothes in the closet. I've been completely alone here.

"Nera, this is your brother's seat" Rinda gave me a package. From the aroma of this pentol grilled spice satay.

"Favor Ma'am."

Rinda is gone again. I was alone in the room. In the hall of the dormitory there were two santri people watching television.

I opened my phone. Fian was silent without news. I told him I last held my phone today. Last night I called to say goodbye, so it's natural that today I didn't send a message.

Seen Rinda joining the other santri in the hall, I also intend to join.

"Sir, this is a grilled pentol" I thrust the package.

"May dong" Rinda without hesitation. The other two students are still awkward. Probably not familiar.

"This is Ma'am, at the meal" Rinda offered her friend. "This is Rika's brother and Shofa's brother, Ra" Rinda introduced them to me.

"I'm Nera" we shook hands with each other.

While watching television they enjoy the burning pentol. I was busy opening my phone. I give an announcement to the noveltoon app if it stops writing for a while.

"Ra, the phone is not taken home, it should not bring hp" said Rika.

"I won't be looked at. So his phone was tipped in the office only. If I take a vacation. I also will not go home before Eid" I explained.

That's how I said. I think Brother alone is capable, why am I not. But here I am not in the peek, while Brother in the look and go home to Grandpa. Once every two years to Borneo.

I wasn't in the dipper but flew straight to Kalimantan.

"That's how you go here" Rinda was aghast.

"Yes Ma'am. Dad doesn't cost enough if I go home every vacation."

"Where is your house?" Shofa.

"Borneo."

"There are no close relatives here."

"Away, in Wonosobo."

"Here many children of Borneo but have brothers in the area of Kudus Demak Jepara. So every vacation stays home, and stays at the top". Rika's face looks sad lamenting my fate.

"Yes" is just that.

...***...

Tonight I slept with Rinda, Rika and Shofa in the hall.

Thank God, the manager is fine. They are in 4th semester here.

In Balekambang mandatory mondok. Here not only students of SLTA equals only and not general lessons only. Some are still MI or equivalent to SD. MTs, MAs, SMKs, AKBs (Balekambang Community Academy) are students, Tahfidzul Qur'an, and Salafis.

AKB is the first Community Academy in Indonesia located in Pondok Pesantren. The one who got the operational permit from Kemendikbud was born in Ponpes Roudlotul Mubtadi'in Balekambang, Gemiring Lor, Nalumsari, Jepara.

The educational institution named the Balekambang Community Academy (AKB) has been inaugurated by President Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono and has been operational in the academic year 2014/2015 Silam.

...***...

On a clear morning, I kept my phone in a small bag with the charger and headset ready to deliver to the office.

there are some students coming. The more crowded the day.