Ukhti Bar - Bar
Chapter 18# To the Point

Today is Gus Musa's lesson. The santriwati look very excited. Except Hasna. He was very uncomfortable when he saw these women so idolized the figure of a man to his side.

From before entering class they continued to talk about his admiration for the figure of Gus Moses handsome.

Charming face, pure white skin with thin whiskers. Irritable and calm carrying. His cleverness, until at a young age is already festive explained S2 scholars.

Gus Moses, as long as there is no blemish in the eyes of the women. What a dream man who deserves to be made a life partner. Because it is not only the santri who fantasize in being made a wife but also the Ustadjah.

Sometimes, Hasna thought. Why is it so easy for women to fall in love and be amazed just from a visual figure alone. Turn has been hurt then they regret the seven derivatives.

Hasna always fenced her day off from things that were just a waste of time. Because, he had seen and experienced how perfect the figure of the father was. Sholeh, handsome, smart and authoritative.

Dear to family. In fact, little Hasna was very close to him. Little Hasna idolized him. So, said the plain words from her tiny lips.

[If Hasna grows up later. I want a husband like a father. ]

[Hasna dear dad. ]

A moment a dozen years ago was imagined.

Unknowingly, Hasna shed her tears.

That man was perfect in his eyes. The man gave her great affection. However, in the end the man also gave disappointment from his betrayal.

In fact, little Hasna had felt a broken heart. Little Hasna had sensed how disappointed she was when her father gradually forgot. How the treatment of the father who once loved and spoiled him, after having a new wife then his attitude immediately changed.

The pain will never be forgotten in his entire life. The pain and disappointment was in fact able to form Hasna's persona into a hard steel. His heart is ice cold at the north pole.

Hasna, has closed her heart to receive any good from a man. He is determined and promises not to be a woman who is easy to love and soft as the mother. Until he can be lied to and hurt by creatures called men.

Hasna was not just afraid of her money being disappointed. But, more than that. He did not want to have children, and his daughter felt and experienced the same thing with him. That's something he's been avoiding. Hasna did not want this pain experienced by others.

One incident that never disappeared even though the father had apologized to him. All of those things are not the same anymore. His disappointment had erased all the wonderful memories.

Until a pat on the shoulder resuscitated Hasna.

"Astagfirullah, sorry I daydreamed," Hasna said regretfully. Because he knew for sure these two friends had called him repeatedly.

"Your train is missing, Na. From the class, the inn was just dumb," Syifa joked hoping that her friend would laugh or be entertained a little.

"Na, you don't like how Gus Moses taught him. Your feelings in class are. Though we are all hypnotized until the spirit of learning so much," said Sarah.

However, the girl was astonished that only Hasna was ever interested when they discussed her admiration for Gus Moses.

Sarah and Syifa gawked at the sight of the wise words sliding from Hasna's lips.

"Waw, Mum. You once made a very heavy voice" said Syifa, amazed at Hasna.

Hasna simply responded to Syifa's praise with a faint smile. Hasna refocused on the laptop that was above her lap.

They were in front of the park to wait for the next lesson hour. Some of this rest time is used by some students to memorize the material, be it hadith or recitation of their Quran.

Unlike Hasna who prefers a quiet place to help her memorize more easily. Than in a crowded place like this. Yes, Hasna is typical of being alone to focus.

Because of that, Hasna would not be able to do the task together. Like a group task. Hasna preferred him to do the work and the friends were just preparing the ingredients.

"I think you understand the same religion. But, why did you enter the beginner class anyway?" wonder Sarah. Because according to him Hasna has understood some Islamic science. The Qur'an is also eloquent. Some hadiths have also had Hasna memorized.

"Where there is, the Sar. The science of Islam is vast. Even the vast and deep ocean. After all, we can not be satisfied with the new knowledge we have a little. At least I am far from good. And I'm here, wanting to update it all" Hasna explained.

Only to his two friends Hasna can tell a little about him. Hasna is slowly opening up to her best friend. At least their closeness is treating his longing for his best friend like Mila and others when in the faculty a while ago.

"May you be well" Hasna murmured softly.

Finish the lesson after ashar.

Hasna got a call from Gus Moses.

"Thank you!" hasna said to one of the santriwati who gave Gus Musa greetings to him.

"Once again, he used to call all things," said Hasna who did not like to meet Moses. Hasna did not want many students and Ustadjah misunderstood her.

"Assynnya!"

"Wa'alaikum hail!"

"Kirain is just two ordinary kayaks. It turned out that he had brought someone else into his room" Hasna's inner self saw that another santri was in Gus Musa's room. He seems to be a teacher too.

"Please sit down first" Moses said.

"No need!"

"To the point. What's calling me here?"

Seriate