The Power of a Prayer
CHAPTER 8 KSD_Dhani Damn

"Told to all the princess santri, ba'dha (after) jama'ah ashar preparation for Umi salim" notice from the head office. Umi is the name for Bu Nyai, for Pak Kiai, Abah.

At this time will be started jama'ah ashar, because it has been adhan.

After the jama'ah every santri tidied themselves each preparation of Umi salim. Then queue in front of the headquarters, the manager is ready in front of the gate.

During the trip to ndalem (the house of Abah), I noticed around the Ponpes. The atmosphere is cool and comfortable.

"Eh, it's Angga" Senior who is infatuated with Angga began to be disturbed by the existence of the name's owner.

"Yes, uh. It's the same Feri."

"Who the Angga is, it seems very popular" I said.

"He's Kettos" replied the santri behind me. Apparently Rani, my classmate. He's an alumnus, you deserve to know.

"It's just right, the number one person in SMK" I said.

"Yes, there are a lot of fans of Ra."

"Including you Ran?"

"No, I love my boyfriend, son MA" outspokenly Rani too.

"Ohh" I just want to end the conversation.

Santri who praised Angga was not stopping talking about it. What might not be bored every meet always talk about it.

After Salim Umi returned to the dormitory to teach, and continued his usual activities.

...***...

Didn't feel like a week in the dorm, and today is Thursday night Friday. After the jama'ah, we prepare for the study of Al-Barzanji.

Al-Barzanji is a book that contains travel, praise, and prayers for His Majesty Saw. Usually chanted in the form of a tone at a certain moment such as the prophet maulid. But in this Ponpes chanted every Tuesday night and Friday night.

After Al-Barzanji finished at the dinner. Since tomorrow is Friday, every hostel is allowed to turn on the television as entertainment.

"To the canteen yuk, already open from earlier" Dahlia invited her friends. They are very familiar.

"Nitip is."

"Nitip."

"Come, long queue" Dahlia and Rosa receive some money from their friends.

"You're not in the cafeteria" Dahlia gave a quick glance.

"Nitip, hehehe" I said as I got up from my seat.

"Wait for Ra, I haven't brought any money" Ida ran to the room.

...***...

Eleven o'clock twenty-three minutes midnight local time.

"Oh, sleep there. Tomorrow will be a pilgrimage to the tomb of elder Abah" Dahlia reprimanded me who was still glaring at the television.

Ida has gone to the bed that we had arranged.

"Later on, Ma'am, still can't sleep."

"It's up to you Ra, the important thing is that tomorrow morning don't be late" Dahlia passed.

Tonight many students who are in the third-floor dormitory of SMK building who sleep in the dormitory behind the headquarters. Because of watching television, all of you sleep in the hall.

In the morning, all the students walked down the country road to the tomb of elder Abah. It was a long way away, about two kilometers. Not only Santri SLTA, from all walks of life, from MI, MTS, MA, SMK, AKB, Tahfidz, AKB, salafiyah, special santri princess. For santri putra scheduled Thursday after ashar.

I enjoyed this trip.

"Ra, the rice field is so big huh" Ida nudged my arm hard.

"Casual dong Da, like wanting to overthrow your opponent" I pretended to be exposed to Ida's elbow.

"I'm sorry, besides you pay attention to nature like that. Is there no rice field in Borneo?"

"There are, it's just that most people in Kalimantan in my area in particular, become oil palm farmers. The saws planted."

"Is that so?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You should pay attention to the rice fields. You really enjoyed the air this morning."

"Fresh" I said.

After the pilgrimage, we went straight back to our dormitories.

It's a Friday school holiday. The day that all santri wait for, waiting for a visit from the parents.

Not valid for Nera, he has promised not to be in the cant afford, but every year must return to Kalimantan. Unlike Dayat, he is more accepting of parental provisions. But in the canteen Ponpesnya there Mbah Buyutnya then he feels at home not to go home.

Yeah, I just take calls every Friday, without a hiatus.

"Ra, yuk canteen" Ida was neat with her veil.

"Mager Da" I'm still focused on watching the television embedded in the walls of the Hall.

"Come on, I want to get out of the dorm, get bored inside constantly."

"Then this morning we went on a pilgrimage, out of the dorm."

"Different Ra, we can now see the beauty of santri putra" Ida's eyes sparkled.

"I have a boyfriend, who needs to be in his heart!" Answer me firmly.

"It's just entertainment. They are also not necessarily glancing at us" Ida still insists on leaving the dormitory.

"Basic mode" I finally obeyed Ida's wishes. I also wonder santri putra here, if there is something that will be my encouragement.

Athaghfirullah, I'm sorry, God.

I still have a heart to take care of. Although I don't know if this loyalty guarantees me to be his soul mate. Honestly, I miss.

Ida and I headed to the cafeteria outside the dormitory. It is true, some santri putra paced to the outdoor food stall. Santri putra mah freely, in contrast to santri putri, really in prison, holy prison.

Crowded voices are usually heard, especially Angga the Ketos SMK who passed by. As good as what the hell Angga tuh, must be curious right?

This is the Angga author version.

"Ouch, dizzy. Everywhere Angga is just what they talk about" I lamented.

"Yes, that's the spirit, hahaha" Ida laughed off.

I just turned the lazy eyeball while throwing a rough breath.

"Sama his sister, listen from Kalimantan."

"Emang Angga the Bornean?"

"No, but he said his sister came from Kalimantan."

I was curious about Senior's conversation that seemed to be very updated with the news. I glanced at Angga who I thought was ordinary, because my girlfriend was more handsome.

My eyes glared at the face that was getting closer the more I knew, wanted me to punch it. He also looked at me grimly.

"Hello" he told a line of princesses who adored him.

"Basic, dammit!" Umpat me.

Santri who heard my words, glancing cynically made me uneasy.

"What the hell, Ra" Ida nudged me so hard that I snarled. That's Ida's new hobby, nudging me to elbows until I lose my balance.

...***...

Pov Dhani's

"Dhan, don't you come?" Angga tidying up the cleaning supplies. "So you know about this Ponpes, I'd recommend becoming the Chairman of OSIS to know the job."

"Where?" I'm lazy, because my body achieved once. I got ta'zir for not following Al-Barzanji last night.

"Head office, want to print proposals."

"Okey."

Angga and I went out of the dormitory to the headquarters. Before getting to the head office, we passed the princess santri canteen. Santri SLTA equals, MA and SMK.

They were foolishly whispering loudly about Angga. Angga has a high popularity in the eyes of the princess, not only her intelligence, but good looks are also a priority.

Angga remained dignified in front of the santri who clearly admired him.

"You're cool!" My word.

"Why?."

"Not provoked by their talk, not even embarrassed" I noticed around the girls' dormitory. "Shame on the cat" I continued.

"Uhh!" Angga menonyor me hard.

"What the hell Brother."

Angga did not answer.

My eyes noticed two students who were fighting arguments between the canteen or not, on the big glass beside the tandon (tank profile) drinking water.

"Kok, like Nera ya" I said softly.

"Yes, he's a new santri that's viral among sons" Angga unblinkingly looked at my Nera.

"Including you?" I squinted my right eyebrow at Angga.

"Yes, help me to have it if you know her."

"No! He belongs to me" I said firmly. "I'll show you if he's mine. I'll show you in front of the santri who's out there."

"Okey."

"She's mine" I glanced at Nera's face. He was not aware of my presence.

"Please" Angga is like my teasing, which makes me unable to help but laugh at Nera glaring at me.

"Hello" I greet the santri who has been talking about Angga.

"Ra, you're getting pretty" I said.

"Then you know I'm beautiful before" said Nera.

I actually lacked confidence in front of Nera, but my heart was so afraid of losing her. Especially my own sister's rival.

"Eathey'll be my girlfriend."

"Whoever rejects your love, there is no one who does not love a Dhani!"

I felt happy, even though it seemed like Nera was mocking me. But let.

"So you accept me?"

"Yes, as long as you don't go home if it's not Eid al-Fitr. If you go home before Eid al-Fitr love you I refuse."

"Okey."

I was happy, I jumped up and down like a kid getting a toy.

"If Nera accepts you, then you have to help me get Ida."

"Who's it?"

"Nera's friend."

"Damn it! I thought you really loved Nera. You know I've wanted to have it since grade 5 Elementary."

"The fool is not going anywhere."

Does Nera love me? I doubt my taste.

...***...

"It's so bad" said Senior hearing Dhani's greeting.

"Lebay, got ta'zir just found out the taste. Santri's just daggers."

"Prepare to get ta'zir" Iza reminded me.

"We are in office" I replied doubtfully.

"Yes Ra, even though friends still ta'ziran can not be in the country. Santri son and daughter if caught communicating will be in ta'zir" Dahlia confirmed Iza's remarks.

My heart began to grow angry, what punishment would I receive. Moreover, it is clear that I talked long about love in public, even though this is just a joke.

"Damn it, look out for you Dhan, if I am in ta'zir then you will receive the consequences!" I cursed while heading for the dorm.

"Prophe Ra, admit she's your boyfriend. Howling" Ida calms me down.

Ida's words are a tranquilizer or a trap. Punishment especially if I admit it. How's my heart going for Fian? I love Dhani too. This is my taste.

...***...