Ustadz Fauzan
first glance

first glance

"are you memorizing anisa?"suddenly the voice surprised me

"be haven't tadz" I replied nervously

"yes you have advanced, and memorized"

"b good tadz" I obeyed his orders.and deposited all my memorization today.ustadz fauzan also looked at me continuously.which made me gerogi made it

after I finished depositing memorization I went to my own table and fad opened the book to see his signature.

I found a piece of paper in my book

"what paper is this" I asked in my heart

I opened the paper and read it.

"letter?"ask me again while frowning the jidat

Asslamu'alaikum anisa.can not be later to my office break time.someone would like me to say***with you.I wait

ustdaz fauzan***

I was surprised after reading the letter, then I looked to see ustadz fauzan.

"was I dreaming?an ustadz fauzan idol of all the women in this boarding school sent me a letter?"I said in my heart..

there was a little bit of happiness and a little bit of suspicion.finally I folded the letter and put it in my shirt pocket.

while ustadz fauzan explained today's lesson .but my concentration was interrupted by his letter

the break bell rang.I followed his orders to come to his office..

"assalamu'alaikum tadz"

"wa'alaikumsalam, sat anisa"

I sat in front of him with feelings that could not be interpreted.

"don't be afraid, I call you here because I want to talk to you"

I just fell silent and lowered my head while playing my fingers

"want to go na tadz" I stammered.

"liat tomorrow well, later the permit business .I will permit to the manager.you just leave with me"

"b good tadz" I replied softly "then I say goodbye tadz"

"yes, study hard yah nisa"

thank you, assalamu'alaikum tadz"

"wa'alaikumslam"

I died at the office and went back to my class.

today I followed the lesson as usual.every time I passed ustadz fauzan my heart skipped a beat.

"yes, what is this" I asked in my heart

the bell has also rung. all the santri go back to the dormitory to clean themselves to prepare for prayer ashar congregation in the mosque.

"nisa you were called ustadz fauzan tell me why?"ask for a curious tone

"so my parents called ustadz fauzan and told me to meet them tomorrow in the city" I lied

"what's wrong? your parents are okay, right?"

"there is nothing, maybe they miss this child" I replied with a smile.

"sorry, da. This time I lied to you, to keep "my words in my heart

nada is a close friend of mine.although he is indigenous but he always follows the activities in the pesantren without exception.

all santri to the mosque to pray ashar congregation..

"sook nis later."take a tone

"yes, it's ready,"

in my boarding school that violated the rules must be punished.even though it is 1 minute late to the mosque.

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