The Victimized Youth of the Ponpes
Old Friend
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"By the way Rohman where?, earlier Salat Ashar congregated he also did not look" said Farhan chirping in search of Rohman.
" Hmm, said ikhwan Rohman was again in the warehouse, no wonder if Rohman did not hear the sound of my prayer earlier, the distance of the same warehouse was far away, the warehouse is also near the same forest area. I'd better go to the barn" he continued.
The warehouse that was meant by Farhan was a warehouse to store used goods from Pondok, for some reason his uncle Farhan made a warehouse that was so far from the Pondok area.
Although the distance is far from Pondok, but Farhan has no trouble to go there, because the road to the warehouse is also not too bad because it is a forest area.
*Entertaining to forestry areas*
"Hmm, I haven't played in this forest in a long time, the trees are more and more. This forest used to be a bit bald because it was cleared" said Farhan enjoying the atmosphere in the forest.
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And after a few minutes walking down the forest road, finally from a distance saw a rather spacious building, that's the warehouse owned by Pondok.
And from a distance, Farhan saw from outside the window of the warehouse there was a brother who was busy pacing back and forth in the warehouse. Farhan smiled, because he knew that it was his old friend. Farhan walked closer to the warehouse.
*warehouse*
Farhan just stood at the door and was watching Rohman who was busy cleaning up the used items in the warehouse.
" Huff, yes, that's what kang is. Want how else, if this warehouse is nothing wrong, later this warehouse must collapse because there is no one to take care of", replied Rohman did not look at the person who spoke to him.
"You're alone, no one's helping you?" asked Farhan.
" Honestly, I don't want to take care of other children. As the oldest senior in the cottage, I have to give a good attitude to my junior santri. For example, like now, I am cleaning the warehouse. There must be a santri who knows I am here, maybe later the santri will be happy to come here to help clean the warehouse" explained Rohman.
"You never change Rohman, you always feel bad about everyone. Yes, if the hearts of junior santri santri santri are moved to help you, what if they do not care a little?", asked Farhan.
" Even when we were kids, when you had problems, you never told me the same story, you did everything yourself. But in the end, I know all your problems and I'm the one who helped you to sort it out you remember?", Farhan continued.
Rohman immediately stopped his activities after hearing the words of the person he did not look at at all,,,
Rohman quivered because he heard the man's words. Upon hearing the man's words, it seemed that Rohman was beginning to find out who the person was talking to him was.
Like wanting to cry, Rohman slowly turned his body to make sure if the person was right was the person he longed for his return?.
"Abdurrahman Mubarok, how are you now, is it still as busy as it was as a child?" asked Farhan.
Sure enough, Rohman recognized the person after turning his body and looking. The young man in high white sacrifice, and his cold eyes, Farhan Adnan. Rohman immediately ran to Farhan and immediately hugged him.