The Power of a Prayer

The Power of a Prayer
CHAPTER 53 KSD_Anisa Kepo


After the cafeteria I went straight to the dormitory. That's right, the test results have been stuck.


"Alhamdulillah" my inner self, my lips never stop smiling.


Thank God I got the number one sequence even though the results are only a difference of two numbers from the participant of the number two, and thirteen numbers from the number three.


For physics lessons represented by Marisa. Though he majored in tourism and good at physics, even his value reached nine. Usually the physics lesson is in the engineering department, in tourism there is no kind of physics or chemistry.


It is a pity with his emotions that are sometimes uncontrollable when it comes to Dhani, even though panda masyaallah.


Chemistry subjects were represented by Anissa Santri in the eleventh grade, the girl who told me in the cafeteria. IPS subjects are represented by Dhani with high grades and are far adrift with others.


"Thank God I will go with my love" my inner self again, I really like to repeat the Junior High where I should go with Dhani.


I sat in the park with a murojaah alias memorizing, which I memorized this time the Arabic-language water compiled by Ustadz Zubaidi Hasbullah. This whistleblower was also a requirement for a first-class ascension to the second-class Salafis. I was a little relaxed because there were only a few more temples all memorized, the time was still half a year.


Ida and Rani still enjoy drakor in the hall, although it has been played repeatedly there are still many who watch.


In addition to drakor, they also like dracin even though only more often drakor they watch.


I personally don't like it so much that I don't really understand the actors. Besides writing, I prefer reading than watching.


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After praying before entering my class, Marissa, and Anisa were called by Roha to meet her at the office.


"Every afternoon starting today you have to be happy here, practice questions to prepare for the race later" said Roha to the point.


"Yes Mbak" we said, although not simultaneously.


"Yes, you can go to class" said Roha.


We go to class each. I can't wait to do the things that will be done later in the afternoon. There is a sense of enthusiasm that is turbulent when dealing with problems related to mathematics.


After school I sat on the first floor terrace, two meters from where I was sitting Marissa was reading a book, she came before me. This time Marissa was indifferent to me, making my world a little quiet but there was also a sense of alert.


Anisa also came and sat among us.


"You guys from earlier?" Ask Anisa.


"Yet" said Marissa without turning away from her book.


Actually Marissa is good just too obsessed with Dhani makes her too sensitive when it comes to hers. Maybe he always gets something he wants or even vice versa so that makes him very afraid of losing Dhani.


"Have you been Nera?" Anisa repeated her question because I just kept quiet.


"Oh, no Ma'am, I've only been sitting here a few minutes" I said.


A few minutes from Anisa's arrival, three guidance teachers came with Roha.


"Assalamualaikum" hail Roha.


"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh."


"You can start your tutoring right away" said Roha.


After saying this, Roha returned to the office. Marissa chose to study in a TB lab, while Anisa chose to study on the terrace with me.


"Sa, you don't want to study here?" Anisa asked Marissa.


"Other times you want to be inside" he said.


"Okey is."


"Nera, how to learn how do you like?" Ask my teacher, Miss Maria.


"Like all Mom, I'll just sort what you're saying."


"Yes, you did the wrong test yesterday, this is your answer sheet yesterday. If anyone does not understand it can be asked" Ms. Maria gave a package book with an answer sheet of my work yesterday.


"I do the less understood, Mom, the same imperfect?" Ask me again. I don't know why I'm nervous about some obscure cause, which makes me a little stupid.


"Yes, there are all examples of this in the package book" Maria pointed to the package book that had just been given to me.


"Good Mom" I said quickly, then started reading the matter and opened the package book to find the right way.


The tutoring this time I was very excited, hopefully not to disappoint my school later. I want more achievements here.


I am very sorry when SMP is more silent than actively proud of the school. Just a few charters I got, not even more than ten pieces and a few trophies. This time I want to collect more.


"Spirit Nera!" I'm suing myself.


I missed being in elementary school, I won races from school to national, and even my teachers still remember me today.


I want to feel up to the international level, I really hope for this. If there was a table tennis olympic I would have followed it too.


After the tutelage, at three and fifty-seven minutes according to the watch on my arm, I returned to the dorm with Marissa and Anisa. But Marissa walked three steps in front of me, while Anisa walked beside me while chatting lightly.


"Ra, you won yesterday't you?"


"Yes Ma'am, actually there is no opponent so win before the match."


"But still going to the county."


"Yes, Mother."


"When did it go?"


"Four Weeks again Ma'am."


"Keren, you're a new child but already this famous" Anisa more talk to me, whereas in the dormitory she is notoriously quiet.


It is precisely Marissa who has no voice since, whether what is in her mind she does not think I exist and is indifferent, making the atmosphere more calm. But it feels weird like this.


"Hehe" I just chuckled, less comfortable if someone talks excessively, afraid if pride starts attacking themselves.


"If you want to be active, there are many races that are held here. Even if it is true that outstanding students will be sent abroad and guaranteed in large companies after graduating from SMK" explained Anisa.


"Well, Ma'am?"


"Yes, there's a lot of that."


"So the more hyacinth spirit, I think in Pesantren there is only in the dormitory environment, it was much cooler huh Ma'am."


"Yes, by the way you got here forced or what?"


"It's a long story."


"Dong Ra's story, I also want to get to know you much more closely. Iza who used to be worse just got better after coming into contact with you" said Anisa sounding strange in my ears.


"With regard to Ma'am, my people in ta'zir continue because of him, hehe" I chuckle considering my strange introduction to Iza so that it becomes a good thing for both of us.


"Eatya dong story, how initially you can get here. Or do you have an acquaintance there who goes here?" Tanya Anissa still wants to know my chronology until I get here.