The Power of a Prayer
CHAPTER 7 KSD_Rindu

Tomorrow is the first day I go to school, but my uniform is not yet. I got lightness to wear everyday clothes or dormitory clothes. The sarongs are combined with a tunic and a simple rectangular veil.

This ponpes is full of tolerance.

"Ra, why bother?" Ida broke my daydream.

"Eh, anu, no. Why?" I'm caught daydreaming.

"Do you miss your house?" Ida squinted her eyes.

"No, I miss someone."

"Don't just keep your miss" Ida said.

"Why?"

"Don't, if you miss later don't feel at home. May miss, but do not daydream. Who would you be like me? Because of you I'm trying to adapt. And one thing, I also moved to Boutique Fashion because of you." Apparently Ida had started to feel comfortable in this Ponpes.

"Oh, apparently you're in love with me too."

"Don't ngaco deh Ra, here there are people who like the same kind" Ida said casually.

"Don't be so reckless."

"You'll know for yourself."

It's not a shame that I'll find out for myself. Whether or not the word Ida just said. I'm just a mangosteen responding to Ida.

...***...

The night was getting late, but my eyes were still hard to shut. Missing this torments me so much, I miss Fian. I want to hear from you, is he still loyal?

"Oy, twins! Sleep on! It's night, you want me to give ta'ziran?" a Senior rebuked someone, but only Ida and I were sitting on the terrace of the room.

"We?" I said pointing to myself.

"Yes, who else?!"

"Okey, but one thing we're not twins!" I said no less firmly.

"You volunteered?" That senior has already glared at me.

"No Ma'am, just justify" Ida just silently watched.

Ida and I went straight to the tarpaulin, aka the mattress that was stretched over the tarp. It'll be my bed here, maybe.

Ida was still silent without a word. I don't know what he's thinking either.

My body is covered and ready to sleep.

"Da, why the hell, just shut up" I whispered in front of Ida.

"I'm surprised, you dared to fight Mbak earlier."

"I'm not fighting, just making a loud noise, he he."

"Just like Ra, you will definitely not be liked and many opponents. It seems like there are a lot of friends. I'm afraid you'll get bullied" Ida explained.

"In the Ponpes there is bullying?"

"Depends santrinya. If indeed they are from among begajul yes it could be, hahaa" Ida laughed loosely.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I wondered if a Nera would take care of it."

"Your sins, pray for me in the bull" I put my lips together.

"I'm sorry, you're so brave anyway. There should be nothing to accompany. Just look here, each to the bathroom or to the office, to the well, or take a clothesline no one's own, at least two" Ida explained at length.

It's true, all students want to do anything there must be a friend. Right said Ida.

"Here you go, let's go to sleep. I'll mentally prepare for tomorrow" I turned my back to Ida, because my back was already reaching towards Ida.

...***...

Pov Fian

"ah! My ears are itching" Fian muttered to his overtime comrade.

"Something might be talking about you."

"Not knowing either."

I'm playing my phone back. Just watch on YouTube, or play social media at a glance. I really miss Nera. Is he really going to keep his heart for me.

She's young and beautiful. Proficient in all things, even he was also a martial artist who I myself could not afford to pass his training to become a coach.

I'm just a weak old man, and can only resign to the woman I love. Nera, I love you.

"An, can you still not smoke?" My friend's puffer overtime lit a cigarette in front of me.

"Want to be bullish, but my girlfriend doesn't like it."

"Boyfriend alone, not necessarily a mate" Gembul underestimate this love.

"Yes" I can only give up.

I picked up a cigarette and started to light it up. Even though I coughed a little, I still tried until my cigarette was getting shorter.

...***...

On a clear morning, about three o'clock forty-five minutes early local time.

I entered an empty bathroom but there was someone's toiletries. Without a second thought I took a shower with lightning fast. Just a shower, no shampooing.

Tok.dok...

The bathroom I was in was knocked from the outside.

"Who's inside?"

"It's Qondil Mbak" I said from the inside. This Qondil is a bowel movement. They call it that.

Two minutes later I came out of the bathroom, already blocked by the Senior Santri at the door. It just so happened that Santri was nyolot when I thought twins.

"Tri dong! The shower."

"Qondil Za, don't be angry. Poor new santri" someone defended me. He's always with Iza.

"I'm bringing a toilet."

"If it's missing outside Ma'am" I replied origin. "Mbak can see my face for myself, if the bath must be fresh, this is still there bebeknya" I brushed that is clearly acting.

I deliberately did not wash my face, so as not to be caught showering. Obviously tangled.

"It's Za" said the minister softly.

"Yes, sorry."

"It's weird, it's so soft that Iza talks" my inner self, just found out if her name was Iza.

Let it be, maybe just with me like to scream.

After taking a shower I immediately took my tunic combined with a matching glove, and a simple rectangular veil.

It's my school uniform as long as my uniform isn't finished sewing.

...***...

Today is my first day of school. On a clear day, I walked with Ida to the SMK building. The building is located across the street from my dormitory.

"Da, I'm so happy. This is the day I'm so waiting for. I'd love to go downstairs."

"really? I'm happy too. I'm in the mood after getting to know you" Ida was so excited. Unlike the first day of coming to Pondok Pesantren, he looks very moody.

"Have you come?" Dahlia sat among us.

Dahlia came to pray. Because the room is on the third floor of the SMK building so do not be afraid of being late to note. For santri who is late to school and noted by the santri who pickets guard the gate, just get ready on Friday to get ta'ziran.

"Already, dong" me and Ida together.

I noticed this beautiful atmosphere of Ponpes.

"Eh, that's Angga" the Senior santri at the scene saw the son santri I thought was named Angga.

"Yes, listen to his Cousin's sister go down here."

"The same handsome."

"But his sister is sweeter, yesterday I broke up at the co-op."

"You're Kkak-Kakannya."

"I also want to be Brother Angga's sister."

Looks like Angga Santri idol of the princess santri. Seen from the looks of it is beautiful. I wonder what her sister is like.

"Sister What the hell is Ma'am?" my lyrics Dahlia ignored Angga.

"special person but not a girlfriend. But his attention can outweigh that of a girlfriend" Dahlia said.

"Sampean has a big brother or sister?" Ida spoke up.

"There, the son of the eleventh-grade Ma Agama santri named Ana. You two are my sisters."

"Later your sister was jealous of having a new sister" Ida meant Ana.

"Jealous?" Any sister might be jealous of the other Brother.

"Yes, this happened. Sister here exceeds a long-term boyfriend" explained Ida.

I just try to understand the mangosteen but still confused, everything is so strange.

Not intermittent santri SMK princess who is not menstruating (coming moon) unfurled prayer rites ready to perform Dhuha worship in a paving-lined courtyard. For santri who are menstruating lined up more precisely sitting, in the back row. After the congregation, read Asmaul Husna, in sholawat, the prayer will learn and Al-Fatihah.

The voice of santri SMK just echoed, what else all santri.

I sat down at a table with Ida.

"Ra, why not just in the front seat?" Ida landed her ass on the chair.

"In front of hard nyontek" answered me immediately.

I am most anti-monkey. Read a quick glance nyantol. This is the blessing of God that cannot be denied. This genius brain needs to be nurtured.

"Basic, you are" Ida pressed her lips.

One class contains 34 students, and all of them are princesses.

...***...

A very exhausting day. The first day of entry in the second hour has immediately started learning.

Arriving at the dormitory I immediately stretched my body stretch the muscles that are actually lazy to move. Not tired.

"Ra, eat yuk" Ida carrying a plate.

"But, lazy again."

"Let's go in."

This is not the time to go home but the ishoma hour, the meal prayer break.

Given the time, I caught up with Ida who was already heading to the dining room. Actually only a room without a roof is provided for eating. Adjoining two roofed wells to wash clothes and clothes. Some clothes have a roof. Maybe anticipate if it rains.

Glumbyar-glumbyar vegetable lunch menu. Bucur means. Same fried tempeh without flour.

"Ra, do you want to go to the cafeteria?"

"No, I'm still full. Just ate."

"Go to class."

"Okey."