The Power of a Prayer
CHAPTER 52 KSD_Still With Gus Ashif

"Where are only the children and mothers of the fathers?" Canda Gus Ashif's.

"His father's paying here."

"Well, you guys are very good at making my heart flowery, so stay young for me."

"After graduation, Gus, the invitation" said santri in a loud voice.

"Break heart as Pesantren coy!"

"Sister's heartache, Bang!"

"Poligami by Gus."

The atmosphere of the hall grew increasingly rowdy, but Gus Ashif only smiled in response to his banter.

"Ekheem" Gus Ashif neutralized his voice. "Just a little more" the atmosphere began to calm down.

"The Gus Nggeh."

"So that's the legal picture of the congregation, now that cancels the congregation or is banned from being a priest and ma'mum."

"Wa tabtulu lan abort opo manut, fii arba'i ing ndalem map. Which cancel ma'mum or jama'ah there are four."

"Sawiji iku qudwatu rojulin manute wong lanang, bim roatin batian wong wadon. The first male to become a female ma'mum, because up to any time the male baligh remains a priest."

"The sissy is also until whenever the priest Gus" said a santri innocently.

"Do you want to be a sissy to Allah?" Gus Ashif asked back but invited laughter throughout the santri.

"Don't dong Gus" said the santri, Gus Ashif just chuckled.

"Wa qudwatu rojulin lan manute wong lanang, bikhuntsaa kelawan wandu. The number two who cancels a worshiper when a man becomes a ma'mumnya a wandu."

"If there are two men and a widow wants to congregate, it must be a real man who becomes her priest."

"Order one dong Gus, the pure one."

"Satur Abah!" Sarkas Gus Ashif, then quiet. Gus Ashif continued his work.

"Wa qudwatu khuntsa lan manute wong wandu, bim roatin batian wong wadon. Number three will be invalid a Jama'ah if there is a wandu who becomes the ma'mumnya women."

"Wa qudwatu khuntsaa lan manute wong wandu, bikhuntsaa kelawan wong wandu. The last one when there are two people who will be ma'mum and the other one will be a priest it can not be."

"Gus" someone raised his hand, Gus Ashif waited for the next word from the santri while straightening his gaze. "The sissy may be the priestess of the woman but why the sissy should not be her sissy priest as well, is basically a sissy of the man of Gus" he continued.

"I will explain, a sissy according to clerical terms is a person who is not in the know whether he is male or female, because he has two genitals that are all functioning."

"In as-Sharh al-Mumthi' stated pansy (al-Khuntsa) is a person who does not know whether he is a man or a woman. They are the ones who have the dzakar (male gender) and farji (female gender), she pees from both ducts simultaneously. (As-Sharh al-Mumthi', 4/223)."

"If until puberty it is not determined which genitals are dominant, the jurist fiqh calls it al-Khuntsa al-Musykil (an obscure potion)."

"So if there is a male lekong he is not a sissy according to fiqh because it is clearly the sex dzakar and clearly its function. Sissies according to fiqh are humans who have two sexes and both are equally functional" Gus Ashif asserted.

"Here you get it?"

"Here we say in unison."

"Wallahu 'alambishowab, wassalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh" said Gus Ashif as he closed his book and kissed and rose from his seat.

"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh" we said further chanting prayer after njai. After the prayer ended we went.

As usual, I was ready with a plate to enter another santri who was going to the room, while the reward was queuing up to take the dinner rations that I had tipped the book.

...***...

The day just passed, I've been working on some examples of what should come out in OSN later. Do not forget I do a form of problem that uses English, because my experience when I was in SD I followed the national level OSN and fifty percent of the problem using English. From there I was very interested in learning English.

This time I don't want the trouble to repeat itself. I remember when SMP I was very sorry not to take the opportunity to follow OSN even though the subject teacher pointed it directly. What a useless regret.

We had gathered in the room, the son santri was on the right row leaning against the wall as well as the princess santri who was on the left.

All of them totaled seventeen santri.

We shared a question sheet with an answer sheet that is still empty. Sure enough, after I read a glance thirty percent using English.

Fifty percent I worked on smoothly, twenty percent really drained my mind, and thirty percent I was deadlocked, and I chose the origin of the answer because it was just working overnight taught by a twelfth grader, and this varies.

In the corner of the room, Dhani is in focus with no look of confusion on her face.

"Can I go with him this time?" My inner.

With the rest of the time I checked and reworked thirty percent of the questions I answered originally, I was determined to fight and God willing to fight for my school and no regrets later.

Twenty minutes later we collected the answer sheet because it had been two hours since entering.

After everything was over I walked hand in hand with the others to the class because I had to follow the lesson as usual.

It is now the fourth and fifth lesson hours and almost entering the second break. We use the time to take a short break, and will enter the lesson of the sixth and seventh lesson hours after the ishoma, the meal prayer break.

"How did it go?" Rani and Ida went back to class with me, before we stopped by the cafeteria first.

"Not out yet, the result is tomorrow morning" I said as per the notification before leaving the room during the test.

"Is it hard?" Ida chimed.

"Yes quite difficult" said I am still worried about the results between the election or not.

Mathematics subjects participants as ten people, three more IPS subjects, two people chemistry and two people physics.

Only seventy percent of my hopes for election, given the mind-blowing problems.

"Hopefully you are the one who represents" Ida said.

"Don't let Dhani go with Marissa, you should be there too" Rani chimed in.

"By the way Dhani didn't come with Ra?" Said Ida again.

"Follow, he took the IPS."

"Hopefully you go together, I don't want Marissa to have Dhani" Ida grew furious.

"Just ask God, may we be given the best."

"Amiin O Allah" said Ida loudly, I am only amiin in the heart.

...***...

Friday night is a night of happiness for the Balekambang santri, especially the Santri princess of SLTA, you are carrying out al-Barzanji before finally the grave night and in continuing to watch television together with the non-canteen.

After dinner some of the students went to the hall, and some went to the canteen.

"Tonight watch tv or a movie?" Said someone in the canteen queue.

"We almost never watch tv, but the movie continues to be watched" said another.

"Yes too."

"Hello Nera, have you seen the results yet?" Ask the eleventh grade santri.

"What results?"

"The test result this morning, I've been looking at the dormitory's mading."

"Oh yes, not tomorrow the result."

"Not so, it's already been pasted."