THE SOUL OF MAYRA
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The atmosphere of the pesantren yard looks crowded this morning, the santri santriwati carrying royong clean the pesantren yard. This activity has become a routine activity for santri santriwati on Sunday morning. Teachers and pesantren managers also joined the santri santriwati.

Today's activities really show the close relationship between Islamic jurawah Muslims with each other. And it is fitting that a Muslim and other Muslims hold each other tightly in the fabric of the ukuwah.

After the service work activities are completed some students go to the mosque to chant sholawat. While the santriwati still look busy cleaning the pesantren yard as well as some rooms in the pesantren. Hearing sholawat chants that echo from mosque speakers makes the students eager to finish their activities immediately.

Unlike the santri santriwati who continue their activities, after the service work with the santri Furqon choose to sit in the back of the house while enjoying the view of the fish pond. He sat there alone, not knowing what he was thinking. The new Ustadz Hakam came and saw Furqon approaching immediately.

Ustadz Hakam was sitting next to Furqon, his arrival was also not realized by his own brother. Ustadz Hakam shook his head while smiling at the younger brother who was sitting pensively.

"Assalamualaikum" hail Ustadz Hakam.

When Furqon turned his head, he was surprised to see Ustadz Hakam sitting next to him. "Waalaikumsalam, Mas. Since when is it here?"

Ustadz Hakam looked at Furqon with a smile. "Just now, Fur. You got a problem? the same story."

"The problem? there's nothing, ma'am." replied Furqon.

"really? why do we keep daydreaming here? many - many istigfar, do not daydream later kesambet." said Ustadz Hakam.

"Yes, Mas. I'm quiet but not daydreaming."

Ustadz Hakam pat Furqon on the shoulder. "From you here alone, mending nyuntul santri in the mosque. All the hadroh exercises there, you can teach them. I'm not helping Abah in the garden first."

Furqon. "Yes, Mas. It's also going to the mosque anyway, it just stopped by the stretch break."

"Yes, go first. Assalamualaikum"

"Waalaikumsalam, Mas." reply Furqon.

For a moment Furqon's eyes watched the fish swimming in the pond, he sighed. Then he got up and prepared to join the santri in the mosque. Furqon is often joined by the santri learning hadroh, besides that he is also often vocal in the hadroh santri As Salam 2.

Furqon's voice began to be heard even to the next boarding school (As Salam 2). Kayla, who was cutting vegetables in the kitchen along with other students, arrived - suddenly her hand that was busy cutting stopped. Smile on his lips, the corner of the lips is attracted.

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On this Sunday, Meyna intends to go for a walk in a residential park with Om Candra and Auntie Rica.

Usually the residential park looks so crowded visited on holidays like today. Many people - housing people who exercise, picnic with family, relax, to bike there. The beautiful and cool atmosphere with the shade of trees makes anyone feel at home there.

Now Meyna, Om Candra, and Auntie Rica choose to take a leisurely walk while enjoying the cool view of the trees there. Casual chatter and laughter accompanied each step of their feet. Accidentally it turns out they met with Mr. Sanjaya in the middle of their leisurely walk. Om Candra's face immediately looks gloomy.

Meyna and Aunt Rika greeted Mr. Sanjaya with a smile, as did Mr. Sanjaya. The person who came with Mr. Sanjaya was also seen smiling towards them.

"Assynolajet. Is this your daughter?" greet Aunt Rica.

Mr. Sanjaya replied, "Waalaikumsalam. Right, Rika. This is my daughter, she just came yesterday from Singapore."

Mr. Sanjaya's daughter nodded her head greeting Meyna, Aunt Rika, and Om Candra. Om Candra only replied flatly, in contrast to Auntie Rika and Meyna who replied kindly. Aunt Rika who saw the look on her husband's face also chose semit.

"Sanjaya sir, we go first. Continue the road again. Assalamualaikum" said Aunt Rika.

Mr. Sanjaya nodded. "Yes, please.

On the other hand, Aunt Rika is like Mr. Sanjaya and his daughter who are talking about their family. Aunt Rika seems to be in disbelief to see Mr. Sanjaya's daughter today, because Mr. Sanjaya's daughter has lived in Singapore since marriage.

At the end of this Fara looks busy with his script, he is really preparing carefully - mature graduation. Not only Fara, but also Mayra who was so busy for her graduation. Unexpectedly the time they graduated was getting closer, unimaginable. Mayra and Fara have also contacted families in the homeland about the busy thesis

In addition to the happiness of Mayra's graduation, he was also happy because a few days ago Ana had been preached by her future priest. Mayra was happy to say that her best friend in Cairo would become a wife. Different from Mayra, Fara actually looks anxious about her relationship with Arnoz lately.

Moreover, Arnoz is currently returning to Indonesia for a family event that is so important, as fara knows. It has been two days Arnoz in the country and did not notify Fara at all, this makes Fara more anxious. There may have been dozens of calls Fara made, but still not a single one was missed.

~ Cairo

A girl on this bright morning prostrating herself to the Creator, looking so solemn'. Finally the girl who was none other than Mayra now rose from her prostration. However, his mouth still recited the final do'a tahiyat at the end of his worship. Until finally his head was slightly raised from the view of his prostration, then