THE SOUL OF MAYRA
33 (Antara Kayla and Safa #2)

Sunday has arrived. Before the sun rises completely, the condition of the courtyard to the pesantren rice fields is crowded with santri traffic. Sunday is the time for them to work in a boarding environment.

Currently in some rice fields, it looks santri son and daughter planting rice on it. The mud wrapped their feet was not ignored. There is no disgust at all. In fact, they are enjoying their activities very much at the moment.

Today not all santri in the rice fields. However, there are also those in the pesantren yard, Kyai home page, to the mosque. Especially senior santriwati, they have prepared food for breakfast. There are also those who help cook in ndalem.

Mayra, she is one of the many santriwati in the rice fields. Sometimes Kayla and Safa also laugh, and shake their heads.

Their laughter was the peak where the burden of the test had ended. They just wait for results while spending time in the boarding school also welcome families who will visit. Momentum where Grandpa Mayra is coming. Mayra waited for that time to come.

It did not feel like the sun was rising from hiding. Now the santriwati choose to sit on the terrace of their dorm room while telling stories, chatting normally, playing suits, to watch the santri men play volleyball in the spacious courtyard of the boarding school.

The santriwati did not approach. Just watching from the terrace of their dorm room. Mayra, Kayla, and Safa were also there.

The three girls were engrossed in watching the volleyball game of the sons santri. Also commenting and occasionally cheering softly because the players he supports can drop opponents.

"KANG HIM SMASH THE BALL IS VERY TIGHT!!"

The two girls nearby instantly turned a deaf ear. Since the first day, they have been watching Kayla, they have not stopped singing her voice. As a result, Mayra and Safa had to be whacked by an extraordinary blow from Kayla's mouth.

Safa snorted in annoyance. "Can't you scream, Kay!!?" gerutu Safa, who was distracted was incredible.

Kayla sighed. "If you want to move there, don't take me!!"

"Who is there, Kay!!?" ketus Safa's. "I'm next to Mayra!!"

The debate only made Mayra, who had been a few seconds away, turn her focus to the book, raising her head. He smiled at the discussion.

"May .. You want Kayla!!" safa's agitated. "From earlier I said it was even mulu nyerocos, nih!!"

Safa snorted in annoyance. Again he was anxious to smother the mouth of Kayla whose flattened extraordinary.

"Why do I break you up when the edges of the neck are on the neck again!!?" This time it's Mayra. Successfully drafted his two tireless companions into a fight.

"Not me, May .. but Kayla first, noh!!" Safa defended herself.

"No, May .. but Safa was the first one who was emotional!!" timpal Kayla's.

"Yes, don't fight anymore. Poor me that can only be gini," said Mayra. He rose up to enter the dorm room, even though almost all the students on the terrace of the dormitory.

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Noiseless except the whirring of the wind coming in through the wide-open window. The curtain also swayed in the rhythm of the wind. The atmosphere in this room was washed away in turmoil. Tears shed remembering the past. Even though he tried to accept it, it was difficult.

Grandma, she is currently crying by herself in the room of her late eldest son—Heru Pernama. Remembering the departure of the son to countless this time to how many. Grandma had a hard time accepting this fact, even though it had passed for quite a long time.

"I'm sorry Mama caused you to leave so soon. Forgive Mama for causing Mayra to be hit so deeply."

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Pass Revision June 10, 2021