Ustadz My Fans
love letter
Silla's getting upset because Anna's playing a guess
"if you don't want to tell me already papa entae also know himself"
said Silla still upset Anna laughed shut her mouth so as not to let out her voice
"ngambekkkk ngambekkk, yes I have told you not to faint yes or seizure who the owner of the melodious voice was "
anna replied giggling Silla was silent was not in the mood to discuss the voice of the adhan
"here do I tell you that Adzan just ustadz Azmi mendukan voice??"
Anna told me in a whisper in Silla's ear
Silla was reflexive to listen to him seriously when Anna mentioned the name Azmi he was surprised with a gaping mouth suddenly his heart immediately rhymed with anger as much as possible Silla calmed his heart afraid of being discovered Anna because she existed nearby and will get ledge from Anna and other friends
"fucking heart why are you like this don't let me be ashamed because of you "
in her heart she complained with her heart that she could not see Sikon
"do you know now?? in inget inget not to forget"
finished whispering Anna giggled at Silla's blushing face
"that's why that face, ahemm more melted right you Sill?? your heart must be sholawatan" again"
ledek Anna who has memorized his friend this one he giggled want more seductive Silla
"why is your face like Sill, more fascinated by the owner of this Adhan sound??"
Rosita who had listened to the conversation of her friend also mocked her
hihihii
Rosita and Anna laughed with a shy face Silla meow but her face was bent which indicates that her face was wearing an upset fashion
"do you know who is sholawatan??"
asked Anna still with a soft tone she was still giggling with Rosita
"no"
silla replied quickly he was upset why the plumbing material was always him but could not be angry with his friends
after iqomah all the santri also perform congregational prayers until completion and continue the next activity as usual
"ayo Sill do not let you the last one will be afraid again the incident of yesterday to repeat again, will be ashamed"
aisha's orders because Silla was always the last to leave and go home to teach
Silla only cengengesan responded because it is true
"and this I've prepared the book and the book you will certainly be aware of the loudness, deliberately I prepared not later"
continued Aisyah gemas Silla often berantakin books and clothes themselves just because they put the goods just any until it is difficult to find
"thank you mommy love you "
replied Silla spoiled whiny he was happy his friend was always attentive and affectionate with him even though sometimes like to tease him
"ehem ahem I'm still normal Silla still wants to marry a normal and dreamy one too "
Aisyah berdehem pura firmly
Silla laughed with a face that pura firmly Aisyah they also laughed together
"ayo ahh late"
invite Aisyah who followed the others into her class to teach
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"who taught you tonight??"
ask Aisyah who forgot her schedule
"Gus Fatih"
answer Rosita while preparing her book and her book
Aisyah nodded and prepared it
"where is the book of Ros?? what about Gus Fatih??"
ask Silla
"this is Sill's schedule "
answer Rosita who has finished taking her books and books
Silla muttered the mangosteen and they set out together
"kok tumben Gus Fatih has not come usually if we just nemplokin ass is also nongol"
Aisyah
"at most Ais is patient, so want to see the idol"
sindir Rosita because every santri always waiting for their dream ustadz ustadz to come during the lesson time
Anna and Aisyah chuckled at their own behavior in contrast to Silla who was always indifferent to who would teach her in class
not long the ustad Gus Fatih was waiting for finally came also after saying greetings he immediately began his lesson
when the lesson is over and satri putra will return to his dorm and santri putri wait until the son santri out
suddenly there was a paper thrown towards Silla right about his chest he took it and grasped it he had not opened it
"i'll open up in the room if it gets discovered later"
inward Silla he also hid his paper in his book
after all the son santri is gone, the princess who left the class returned to her dorm each ordinary Silla who was last alone among her friends
"did anyone get sick when they fell yesterday??"
suddenly Fatih spoke right behind Silla
Silla stopped her steps, she just shook her head and stepped her legs back
"no one blisters??"
he asked again while stepping like he was following his wife again Silla just shook his head and he accelerated his footsteps because he was afraid of being caught by his friend who would later become a ploy Fatih just shook his smile with a smile silla's behavior like that which she thinks is funny
arriving in the room as usual they relax because they wait for isya' who stay a few minutes longer
"Sill was asked what was Gus Fatih??"
asked Rosita curious he had seen Fatih talking and Silla just shook her head
"not why he's just someone who's sick and blisters not because yesterday I hit him"
Silla told
"what do you keep answering??"
ask Rosita again even though he already knows but still curious
Rosita is silent to keep the feeling of Gus Fatih even though he is aware that not everything will happen but he still keeps his feelings
"yes, just a bell ring let's not be asked a lot of questions Ros lazy I have a lot of questions, already dizzy with the task of college and cottage do not want to be added to the question Gus Fatih"
answer Silla honestly Rosita smiled he knew although Silla many who have a crush and admire but he always cue his son
Rosita smiled
not long before they rushed to take abuhan isya' reverberate and continued the next activity with Zaki ustad lessons
all santri took it seriously as well as Silla
arriving at the lesson after Zaki ustad invited a group to Silla after all Silla's only stay
"sorry, can Silla talk for a minute??"
said Zaki Silla also turned to look at Zaki who was still standing on his desk
"please let ustadz say what??"
asked Silla politely her head bowed
"dek Silla has a boyfriend??"
ask Zaki full of heart because he knows many santri who are dating quietly what else Silla is beautiful compared to other santri
"no, just don't want to date yet, I want to lecture fukus and cottage lessons just ustadz, is there still something to talk about??"
silla asked firmly he did not want to give hope to anyone including Ustadz Zaki
"no more, thanks to Silla's deck"
zaki said at the end
clearly Silla had rejected him before he expressed his feelings
Silla stepped out of class and returned to her dorm
Zaki sighed
"what's been rejected first"
inward Zaki lamented his fate he scratched his head that did not itch then stepped his feet out of class
Silla looked back because there was a black shadow that was walking her heart was relieved to know Azmi who walked behind her with a distance of several meters from her
greet Zaki who came out the door
Azmi turned to the source of her voice and smiled
"alhamdulillah ustaz, ustadz is also finished??"
asked Azmi in a stale manner the two of them walked together while chatting together
ustadz Zaki nodded with a smile
while in SITI ZAENAB room occupied by Silla and other friends
"new nongol you're Sill ?? your habits are the last "
anna protests she sits waiting for her grub to gather and heads to the cafeteria to take their dinner together
Silla only smiled wily in response
"want to eat??"
silla asked while returning her books and her books to hers
his friend nodded and got up towards the canteen together
"this is your Sill"
Aisyah handed over one plate that already had rice and side dishes
Silla also received the plate his eyes glared at the side dish he also smiled gleefully
"alhamdulillah chicken side dish"
said Silla he was happy to get fried chicken side dishes and clear vegetables
"alhamdulillah"
other friends are grateful just like Silla, they smile cheerfully while carrying their plates and looking for an empty seat
"he eats chicken"
said Silla he immediately ate it with the other greedy nod and enjoy the side dish tonight
"this time we pay again let's spit let's not be late"
said Aisyah who was called by the other head
finished eating they hurriedly picked up the books and books for the next lesson
"this time who's Sill's ustadz??"
ask Aisha to Silla
"don't know"
answer Silla cuek
"your habits are Sill"
cibir Aisyah was anxious with Silla who did not pay attention to anyone who was nervous
"modo very"
silla's answer is still a joke
"who taught ustadz Ilham Ais, if asked ustadz do not ask Silla he did not want to know, the important thing is that he paid it doang"
rosete sneered at Silla
"that's right, I'm sometimes surprised with you Sill when you are a lot of people who have a crush on you but you're still cute anyway Sill??"
anna asked, wondering if Silla never responded when she was talking about men
the others nodded confirming Anna's words
Silla closed her closet and finished taking her book which would be studied in a few minutes
"guys dreadin yes I am here to learn not to find a mate so I do not care the same thing called love, love, what is in my brain is a cepet graduated college and cottage so I can freely want to reach my ideals as an international designer hahaha"
Silla laughed as well
"stress"
the lips of Anna and her friends, with their hands pressed together
"but Sill if your soul mate is in the gym??"
anna asked her friend for an answer
"no way I don't want to marry the same santri or ustadz that I have been given a lecture every day lazily make dizzy"
silla replied lightly all her friends gawked at the head bobbing with the contents of her friend's mind
"do you have no thoughts of marrying ustadz Azmi or ustadz Ilham or maybe Gus Fatih is it Sill?? he's the dream husband of a complete package again"
ask Aisyah
Silla shook her head quickly rejecting Aisyah's words
"yes the same time I like this shape I am still sane like you guys who crave begono models, I still realize myself guys will not be possible all of it, like you guys, except maybe like Rosita who is very dreamy, she is pious, deserves a good husband as well as the ustadz ustadz you mentioned earlier "
said Silla laughed he looked straight and realized he could not be equated and compared with other students
Ayesha festering listening to Silla's speech that strange tinge according to all of them
" ah ah let's see my mood again ok"
finally Silla pulled her friends to go in and out of her study class all according to still confused Silla's true heart
"Sill is still ok, right?? tumben melow that, what's the story with your dear brother??"
aisyah asked astonished at Silla's attitude
"no papa, let's ah the way I'm scared the last time"
Silla pulled Aisyah's arm to run fast
"assalamualaikum"
utadz Ilham said he taught curfews
"waalaikum salam ustadz"
answer all santriwan santriwati simultaneously
then start the lesson until it is finished
"Sill you got a problem?? why did you see that, story?? am I ready to listen??"
persuade Rosita
they finished their last schedule tonight and are in their room relaxing
"eh, I was just taking the paper, Ros, I took it"
Silla would wake up to pick up the paper she had gotten in her class
"what paper??"
tanya Rosita's still sleeping on the floor
"i'll look for it first, because I don't know what Ros's paper is either"
said Silla while rummaging through her book
"there's Ros"
connect Silla after finding her and picking her up
"sit outside yuk yuk Ros open this so as not to disturb the others"
invite Silla Rosita also agreed they finally sat outside his room berseljor on the wall fence
Silla opens and reads along with Rosita
[assalamualaikum Silla introduce my name Azzam one campus with Aisyah, may we be friends I am interested in you
please reply yes
Azzams]
the contents of the writings of the son santri who claimed to be named Azzam
"love letter turned out to be Sill, let's reply to Sill tomorrow throw it to her son or leave it to Aisyah he said he was one campus with her"
said Rosita he smiled happy her smile dimmed when he saw the flat expression of Silla he was surprised usually santri princess when getting a love letter that would be happy but unlike Silla he was just silent even put on his flat face
"you're not happy that Sill got that letter from a santri named Azzam??"
asked Rosita gently he did not want his friend offended by his words
Silla shook her head
"keep??"
again he was confused with Silla who sometimes difficult to guess his mind
"so ustadz Zaki asked me Ros"
said Silla stared straight at the road far outside the pesantren not too many vehicles that passed because the day was night and quiet