Ukhti Bar - Bar
Chapter 14# The Four Eyes Talk

Today, Hasna's first time was in Gus Musa's class. The young man who knew how many times had gotten physical violence accidentally from him.

Moses entered the classroom and greeted.

Wibawa the man looked so amazing when Gus Musa conveyed the knowledge he mastered in front of his santri.

Incidentally, Gus Moses brought us a story today. What happened in the days of the Prophet's Companions.

Hearing that all made Hasna look down embarrassed. The longer Gus Musa spoke, the more Hasna lowered her face.

Unlike most other students who actually stared in awe without a blink towards the man who told a story in front of this class.

What happened to Hasna did not go unnoticed by Moses. Two hours later, the lesson was over.

Before leaving class. Moses called Hasna.

"Hasna Albani Yazid!" his hip with a full name.

Hasna calmly advanced forward. But not with the other students including Rekha. The girl, staring enviously as Gus Musa memorized even to Hasna's full name.

"Yes, Gus. Is there anything I need to do?" hasna asked, a hint of astonishment perched in her heart. Is this time the man before her going to set the sentence?

"Please, bring this to my room" Moses said, pointing to a few piles of books on the table.

"Ah that .. well," said Hasna.

He left the classroom following Gus Musa with a stack of books. The more inflamed Rekha was made. Without thinking, the girl ran after the two.

"Gus Moses wait!"

Moses and Hasna stopped and looked.

"What's up, Rekha?" wonder Moses. Because, one of these students until panting.

"I also want to help Gus Moses. Here's the books!" pinta Rekha does not remember his position and also his marwah.

"no need. I have Hasna helping me. Instead, you prepare for the lesson of Ainun," Moses refused with a very authoritative manner of speech. It was very different from when Hasna first met him.

"Now, chameleon-like guy. Ko he can be firm and full of authority that is it? Pantes aja santriwati gatel on the klepek, "inner Hasna.

"Hi! Don't dumb! Let's go again!" moses returned in his non-formal style to Hasna.

"So, it's really a basic chameleon!" it's Hasna again.

The two now reached a room, Moses deliberately opened the door wide. The window also opens the curtains.

"Put it there!" point to Moses when Hasna just opened his mouth.

"After that, you sit here. I want to talk" said Moses.

After putting down the book, Hasna did as Moses commanded her. Sitting on a chair in front of the table, where the man sat while resting on his chin.

"You know what I want to say?" moses asked, intending Hasna to realize her mistake.

"No! I'm just an ordinary santriwati not a psychic" Hasna replied, flatly.

It turns out that it takes a lot of patience to talk to the girl in front of him.

Yes your fault is also Gus, why play crossword puzzle with Hasna 😁

"You're not sensitive. Not self-conscious either. You know that my name is santer in the words of the santriwati. If I had been beaten with you" Moses said.

Hasna frowned at his astonishment omen. "Why can it be so exaggerated like that anyway? I never beat you up, if you kick it, yes" said Hasna still remained calm.

"Well, I'm asking you for an explanation. From where the news could blow in such a way. Want to put where my face is?"

"Stay ahead." Hasna answered a serious question from Moses.

"You-you"

"Why? Was my answer wrong? Whatever happens your face will stay ahead. Just face everything. After all, it wasn't purely my fault. Next time, speak clearly. Don't keep guessing. We are Boy Scouts!" sindir Hasna's.

He was angry too. From the tone of his speech this man before him seemed to be cornering him. The root cause of this misunderstanding begins with it. Unbeknownst to the young, if ever since the incident spread, Hasna has got an unpleasant gaze from some santriwati and young teachers who idolize this handsome Gus.

"You are yes. I am talking seriously again. At least you're trying to figure out how to solve it. All this happened after you came here" Moses said.

"So you blame me again? Why don't you ask Ustadjah Ainun about this? He was the only witness of this matter other than Ning Khumaira. After all, where there are victims who spread the problem themselves. Thus, he had to receive discriminatory treatment from the first day of studying in this pesantren!" hasna turned things around and opened Moses' mind.

Sure enough, after hearing his explanation, Moses' expression instantly fell silent.

The man, then thought that here not only his name became polluted but also Hasna. However, Moses did not turn a blind eye that many santriwati put their hearts on him. In fact, fellow teachers are still single. Not infrequently they even dared to speak directly to him.

Not a strange thing or taboo, if the woman who first asked for a man. Moreover, for high quality men like Gus Musa.

"If there's nothing else to talk about. I'd like to excuse you. There are still many tasks from the teacher that I have to do," said Hasna returned the awareness of Moses who had daydreamed for a moment.

"alright. About your punishment-"

"Tell me, whatever it is I'm ready!" hasna said with complete confidence. If he had to memorize the Qur'an he could.

"Come on, you're so confident. Actually, you used to be this before entering the hotshot boarding school, huh? I guess there's no fear. Your expression is always relaxed and calm" Kulik Musa frankly.

Hasna smiled thinly. Apparently, Gus handsome in front of him is also kepo with his way of life.

"No need to know, I definitely want to come here because I want to improve myself. Controlling emotions that have always lost control from within me. Maybe, if I could be better. Mother and grandfather will be proud and happy. I was willing to get out of my comfort zone for them. But, if the situation is already very urgent and the pressure I receive exceeds my patient capacity. That's where you'll see who Hasna really is" Hasna said with great emphasis and dramatization in each sentence.

Gluey!

Instantly, Moses gulped his saliva roughly.

She was in fact not only dealing with bar-bar ukhti but also the dominant girl.

[Remember Abi's words, you can't be hard on Hasna. He just lacks the attention and affection of his father. So be gentle. Touch his heart the deepest. Then at that time you will be able to control it. ]

Instantly, the speech of kyai Faisal Basri as his Abi. He was in Moses' head.

"Good, Abi." Moses smiled faintly.

Seriate