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"Girishal"
Meyna and Tasya also entered their respective classes, Meyna to class 8B and Tasya to class 9F.
The first lesson in Meyna's class today is Arabic, which was repeated (ngawuruk ) by Ustadz Hakam.
2 Hours later...
Teng.teng.
The break bell rang, signaling the ongoing teaching time was over. The santri santriwati went straight to the pesantren dining room for lunch. Meyna herself he walked first in the dining room, accidentally in the middle of the road he saw Kayla.
"That's Sister Kayla! Aah I was samperin first, I promise to nyampein greetings from Sister Mayra." murmured Meyna.
He only had time today because, from yesterday he was crowded with pesantren activities and had not met Kayla and Safa. Meyna walked quickly towards Kayla, who was walking towards the exit of the boarding school.
"Sir Kaylaaaaaa" call Meyna.
Kayla who was called immediately turned her head, she frowned seeing Meyna slightly running towards him.
"Huh huh huh huh.. Assalamualaikum, sister Kayla." said Meyna set her breath.
"What's wrong, Mey?" ask Kayla.
Meyna took a breath and threw it away slowly, now her breathing was a little regular.
"Sister, I want to say hello to Brother Safa of Sister Mayra. He tipped already a week ago but, I just mengyampein now to Brother. Sorry yes!" meyna.
Kayla smiled, "Thank you, Mey. Gapapa kok just arrived now, we just met" said Kayla.
"It's the same - same, brother."
Arrived, arrived,
"MEYAAAAAAAAAA" cried Tasya from a distance.
Spontaneous Kayla and Meyna turned their heads while covering both of their ears. Tasya who saw Meyna turned her head immediately ran towards Meyna.
"Assalamualaikum" said Tasya with an irregular breath.
"Waalaikumsalam" Meyna and Kayla shook their heads.
"Why are you, Shay? Kok yelled - yelled like tarzan in the woods" said Kayla made Tasya glance disliked.
"Why, Yes?" ask Meyna.
"Have I been in the same tarzan, beautiful matchless gini pantes in the same angel, Sister" said Tasya made Kayla chuckle.
"Yes - yeah like an angel, an angel fell from a tree, right? Hahaha" said Kayla laughing.
"Iiihhh Kayla's sister!" tasya said, pursing his mouth.
"Why did you leave me, Mey?! Nambek it!" tasya said pouting.
"Hehehe sorry yes, yes. I thought you were down first, so I left you." Meyna laughed.
"Yes I'm sorry, now we go to the dining room?! long queue hunt later." said Tasya embraced Meyna.
"Ohhhoo!" They walked towards the dining room without greeting.
"Kok me in pecans same to them?! Fate is yes." muttered Kayla.
"Assalamualaikum" cried Kayla later.
Meyna and Tasya immediately turned their heads while putting on her shy smile.
"Waalaikumsalam" they said in unison.
Kayla is shaking - the head bobbing looks at Meyna and Tasya's behavior.
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At Grandpa's
In the afternoon before dusk, Grandpa sat dumbstruck in the garden alone. In the mind of Grandpa is rotating the memory of the time - when together with his grandchildren - his grandchildren, who now they have wander each - to study.
"This house is so quiet now without Mayra and Fara. At a time like this the sense of loss began to feel, but I do not want to be selfish especially to my grandchildren." murmured Grandpa.
For a moment Grandfather was silent with all his thoughts.
"Pa, papa why daydream here?" suddenly Aunt Rica comes.
"Reprize, Rik. Papa just misses Mayra and Fara, hopefully when death picks me up they're here" Grandpa replied.
"Don't think about it until then! Papa continues to pray, hopefully Papa given a long life and can see Papa's grandchildren pass later. We all still want Papa to accompany us here in this world. Papa do not need to think about the problem of death, let it be the business of the Power." stressed Aunt Rika but, full of gentleness.
Grandfather smiled in a knot, "At this twilight of Papa's age, shouldn't Papa think until then? Obviously, Papa's age is near death, Rik."
"Alright, Pa! Don't talk about it anymore, let's just go inside!" bring Aunt Rika.
"Yes, come on! It's almost maghrib too." Grandpa replied.
Yes Rabbi, I want my grandchildren to be able to attend my meeting with them one last time. I want to see them all gathered here, see You take my life. Make them who have always believed in You, make them the ones who are always in Your way, and make them women of God. Aami...
inner Grandpa.
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In the evening, the moon shines brightly decorated with flickering stars, which adds to the beauty of the black night sky.
The santri santriwati are still participating in pesantren activities that will end at 22:00 later. The atmosphere of pesantren is very soothing, becomes its own nature for the pesantren environment.
For Meyna this is a new experience for her, seeing the dark life of the past has now turned into a comfortable and peaceful life after meeting Mayra. Maybe this has become the plot of his life now, which is the destiny of Allah SWT.
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