The Young Married
Ten Days More

I don't think the moon has moved. Entering March, where the twelfth grade students will be more occupied by simulations of Computer-Based National Exams.

As an extracurricular school appointed directly by Wakasek Kesiswaan to prepare a khataman event, KSI (Community of Islamic Studies) SMK Angkasa was busied by a clean gladi.

The members of the show division practiced tambourining, MC and soundsystem checking. Ghina as the secretary who was in charge of the event seemed busier than the others. Checking equipment and anything that must be considered.

All the male members of the royong trong set up a stage and also a tent for the invited audience from outside and also for the school community. Some members of the OSIS also seem to be helping.

"Why are you guys also in for a clean rehearsal?" ghina asked as Fatih walked up to her and suddenly grabbed the chair she had just picked up to tidy up.

"If we are here, it means yes because OSIS also contributed to this event," replied Fatih lightly, taking out plastic chairs one-on-one, and then arrange it.

"What are you telling Wakasek?" ask Ghina again.

"Hadeh brought a lot," ketus Fatih who has now completed his work.

"You want proof?" challenge him with a grin.

"No need," Ghina replied and passed away leaving Fatih.

"20 days to go!" fatih shouted as Ghina walked away.

The inspiration whose eyes occasionally watched over Ghina saw the incident with fused eyebrows. For some reason, he felt that there was something between Ghina and Fatih. He heard Fatih's scream. What do you mean by twenty days?

Tomorrow, on the day of H khataman all classes. Five KSI members consisting of two girls and three guys were already sitting neatly on stage with a safe distance. They became representatives to read the Surah Ad-duha to An-nas and ended with the prayer of the Qur'an khatmil.

But before that, there is a tambourine look and melodious nasyid sound brought by Meysa as the main vocalist. All the audience consisting of several ranks of teachers, regional officials, and even the police also applauded the stunning appearance of the extracurricular of the school.

After that, the five KSI members began to teach with their melodious voices until finally the recitation of the do'a khatmil qur'an made Ghina also shed tears. When it comes to the Qur'an his heart is easily broken and filled.

"It's cool of them, huh Na?" asked Renata who was sitting next to Ghina.

"Not because of them, but because of the verses. If we understand the meaning correctly, it's stabbing right here" Ghina pointed to her chest.

"Masyaa Allah, forgive me Allah, have not been able to feel the vibrations of hearing the recitation of the Qur'an," Renata amazed Ghina and he several times beristighfar.

"Every year, this event should always be held. Itung-itung let SMK students get used to teaching and making khatam targets," explained Ghina. Renata agreed.

After the khataman event and members of Rohis and OSIS clean up all the remnants of the event. Be it the decline of tents, the preparation of seats until their garbage collection is completed completely. The appreciation of wakasek students during the speech added enthusiasm to them. If only one year they could stay in school, they might participate again. But unfortunately, next year they have graduated and are not in this school anymore.

"Thank you Na, you've worked hard as a PJ" Ilham said approaching Ghina and Renata who were sitting on the edge of the terrace while resting.

"It's not because of me, but all of us" Ghina replied as she felt like everything was working hard, not just herself. Ah, Inspiration is too much.

"Yes, but you are cool to also chat with those who are often stubborn" said Ilham chuckled.

"That's because they respect chairman Rohis too. Time to be perfunctory. This is also a rare trust from wakasek."

"Let's eat first!" suddenly Fatih came and joined there. His hands embrace Inspiration.

"Hey chief Rohis, he was busy talking. Tuh, your members are starving" said Fatih while his chin is directed to some members of Rohis who sat on the terrace with tired and hungry face of course.

"We wait for Mr. Adam's word first," said Ilham and release the embrace of Fatih. A familiar man according to him.

"Ck, good boy yes you turned out. Anything has to be permission first. Pantes, a lot of girls who cravings," he said as he glanced at the silent Ghina. Renata just listened to the conversation.

"Aren't you the one who often makes school buzz because of your many fans?" ask Ilham with the raised eyebrows.

"You are the head of Rohis. Update also the person. Kirain was busy being a pious person," said Fatih spicy which made Ghina look at him in disbelief.

"Trainer!" sela Ghina's. For some reason, Fatih's words were so disturbing and of course the man was really impolite to insinuate Ilham so.

"Hehe. Sorry bro's. Greetings know yes, after a long time passed, only this time can directly chat with the number one person in Rohis," said Fatih while restoring her hair. He stretched out his hand, while Ilham only glanced at him flatly, but still welcomed the speech.

"I hope we can be good friends in the future!" fatih said after Ilham released the link of his hand. He passed from there and entered the Musholla together with Riki who came running after him.

"For three years you've been talking to each other?" tanya Ghina did not believe it.

"Indeed. Because for three years, I was never the same class as him. Only, occasionally met futsal match and never one team. Unless, if there is a race outside the school, it is also limited to playing together, not chatting together," explained Ilham flat.

"Well, it's just being a guy. You guys are just getting to know, but the aura of hostility is very strong." Renata clapped his hands in admiration. Ghina next to him immediately brushed off Renata's hand which made the owner grimace.

"I found Mr. Adam first" said Ilham, who was adopted by Ghina and Renata.

Mr. Adam would like to thank OSIS and the members of KSI.

"Well, for our hard work. Let's celebrate by eating together, please share the snack. No one does not eat" said Mr. Adam firmly. Everyone complies and they all enjoy the snacks that have been shared.

What an exhausting day. That's what Ghina feels. After Renata went home first, he just squatted down by the side of the road.

Ilham who saw Ghina had not yet boarded the angkot then pulled over. "No angkot yet?" ask Ilham.

"Not yet, maybe four o'clock. Usually, it is at 2pm. Keep four o'clock."

"You coming with me?" ask Ilham, even though he did not really offer.

Ghina snorted, making Ilham laugh. "It is impossible yes. I went home first, be careful. Oh that Fatih shop is also still open, you can just stop by first there. At least there was Fatih and his friends there. I'm afraid you'll be kidnapped here."

"Huh? it's impossible, you think I'm a girl, '" Ghina said.

"Yes it's nothing. Just in case, Fatih will not do anything about you, right? you guys are in class too."

"Big no, I want to be here."

"It's up to you stubborn one, I go home first."

"Yes, go home, who told you to take care of everything." Ghina said ketus and was given a soft laugh by Ilham.

Holding Try Out is not as simple as people who have never felt. Class twelve seems to have to be genjot at all times to continue learning and trying various kinds of problems with different difficulties.

SMK is not the same as SMA. If high school only needs to do UN simulation for subjects that are only theoretical, while if SMK, there are additional practical subjects tested. Of course, this further adds to the burden of the twelfth grader.

"Gini is not good to be a child of SMK," complained Renata when he was like going hymns because he too long to look at the computer screen.

Ghina who was still focused on memorizing Debian's formulas only nodded her head. He must be completely memorized so that when the exam arrives do not cry on the spot because he forgot the command he had to type on the keyboard. Yes, all Network Computer Engineering kids know how annoying the Debian formula is, not to mention having to create a Web Server and its derivatives.

In addition, they also have to start it in a PC state that is completely dead, no connecting cable and without Windows installation in it. Really troublesome. Naturally, many of the previous upperclassmen were cold hot and even crying in the exam room so many of the practice questions tested. Of course, there are also many formulas and steps that must be memorized.

"I forgot again." Ghina patted her head slowly, removing some of the characters on the screen using the detele button.

"Udahlah Na, the lesson hour has also been completed. Mending isrest first," suggested Renata with his head resting on the table.

"Ren's chance, mumpung is allowed longer in the Lab. But other children are also still makai," Ghina said and showed her chin towards another classmate.

"Hadeh, but my brain is hot to have to deal with the computer constantly. It could be, not a PC that hangs, but nih," pointed Renata towards his own head that he felt was going to explode.

"Patience, hold on to the test. After that, we are free for a moment. Well, mending hafalin, let's get out of the head." Ghina poked Renata in the face with her book containing many Debian formulas.

"Aish, free to memorize if not practiced," Renata upset.

"That knows."

"Oi Nana Bobo!" Fatih tapped on the long table where she and Renata were practicing.

Ghina stared hard at Fatih. "What the hell, I don't want to be disturbed anymore" said Ghina.

"Minjem your book dented," Fatih's pinta.

"Isn't that an expert, is it?" ask Ghina cynically.

"Experts need guidance too. I have forgotten in some parts, please do not stingy the same cement," said Fatih.

"Take it, but you can't take it home." Ghina gave a warning.

"Thank you, 10 more days."

Ghina stopped from her activities with a glancing gaze toward Fatih. Renata, whose eyes closed, looked up.

"What's ten more days, Fath?" asked Renata curiously.

Fatih just grinned and moved from there.

"What Na?" ask Renata who got no answer.

"You know, he's not clear" Ghina replied at once and made Renata return to her face. No need to be curious about something that actually adds to the burden of his mind. Just a national exam. Her thought.