The Victimized Youth of the Ponpes
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And now the second match will be started, a match between students from Ustadz Ahmad and Ustadz Farid. The two Ustadz did not really care about the final result very students, they knew that the winner was the student of Ustadz Rendy. For 3 years in a row, Ustadz Rendy managed to become the first champion every year in the big race cottage.
And now the two students who will compete are ready in the middle of the field, they are ready to show their respective abilities.
GET STARTED!!!
And after the referee's aba, the second match was started. The two santri were very passionate in the match, all the abilities they had exerted. The students are as much as possible to perform and try to attract the attention of Pak Kyai and Bu Nyai.
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...*Place of Mr. Kyai and Ms. Nyai*...
I don't know what's wrong with Wulan, from now on she looked to the right and to the left like looking for someone. Even several times Wulan stood up from her seat and paced back and forth in front of her mother.
"You why Wulan?", Pure mother who was confused by the attitude of her son immediately asked.
" Hmm, Wulan again nyari Ustadz Rohman bu", replied Wulan again sitting in his chair.
"Oh,, the sacrificial young man who went along with Farhan boy huh?", asked Pure's mother to make sure.
" Yes mother", replied Wulan.
By looking at the attitude of Wulan, Pure mother already knew that her daughter was fond of Ustadz Rohman. A handsome sacrificial young man with a sweet smile as he smiled.
Even Pure Mother herself has strongly agreed that Wulan married Rohman, even though Pure Mother only met Rohman this time. But on the other hand Pure Mother also believes that people who are close to Farhan must be his attitude is also good.
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...*Rinjani Ustadzah Place*...
Ustadzah Rinjani himself is also currently daydreaming and smiling himself, he is thinking of someone who is none other than Ustadz Shafi'i, he said, a young man with a cold sacrifice to the people has now made his cold heart also slowly melt.
"O Allah, where is Ustadz handsome now... Just met once his face has always been so dear", inner Ustadz Syafi'i.
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...*Farhan Hiding Place*...
"Syafi'i, what are you, what are you, from that motion on,, that wailing, what are you looking for?", asked Rohman
Just a moment ago, the Shafi'i suddenly felt something. She looked around her like she was looking for something with a slightly panicked face.
" Shafi'i, why are you?", Farhan asked instead.
"Hmm, my back came cold, I suspected someone else was talking to me, but I didn't know who" replied Shafi'i.
The answer from the Shafi'i made Farhan pause for a moment while looking at the face of the Shafi'i who was also looking towards him.
" It's up to you" replied Farhan again looking at the course of the match.
"You're Shafi'i, what's wrong? ", said Rohman.
" Mas Farhan, Rohman... I really, like someone else is talking to me", Shafi'i went back to explaining.
"Husst,, already, you've been, you've been staying up a lot, you've been, you've been, you've been, you've been, you've been, you've been, you've been staying up a lot, you've been, you've been, you've been, you've had a little rest.
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" Assalamu'alaikum brother sacrificed!! "
When Farhan, Rohman, and Shafi'i returned to watch the match from his hiding place, someone greeted them.
For a moment the three sacrificial youths looked downwards after a moment of looking at each other...
And, there was a little girl with a berniqab who was looking at the three of them with a sweet smile.