Ash White Romance
Prime Training

Early in the morning, around 07:00, Sania looked neat. Complete with his archery equipment.

Seeing his busyness, Larasati, her mother rebuked him, "So his practice today?"

"Yes, Mi, " replied Sania while looking at the face of the woman who had given birth to her.

"Yes, if that's breakfast first, yes. Tania and Papi are also ready for breakfast. They are waiting for you" said Larasati.

"Yes, Mi, I'll be there for a minute. Responsibility, nih," Sania's responsibility, her hands seemed to be still busy with the various equipment she would carry.

After all was neat, Sania brought everything to the living room. Put it on the couch. Then his foot stepped onto the dining table, which was not far away. Actually between the living room and dining room is still one room, only limited by carved wooden bulkheads that appear to stand limiting the two rooms. It's like having two rooms.

Sania joins in with everyone enjoying the breakfast her mom has prepared.

Seeing that her brother was tidy, Tania asked, "Sister wants to practice, huh?"

"Yes, Deck. First exercise, here. When did you start swimming?"

"Next week, brother. This week hasn't started yet, "Tania replied.

Sania and her sister, Tania, both love sports, but different branches. Sania likes archery while her sister likes swimming. I just joined a Muslim swimming club.

Hearing the conversation between the sister's sister, Dandi, his papi nimbrung, "The little papi girls love sports, yes."

"Yes dong, Papi, let the body always fit, healthy, and fit. Far from being sick, " replied Tania, bringing the base of her arm closer to her biceps, as if to show her muscles.

Dandi smiled anxiously at Tania's reply.

"No feeling, yes, Mi. Our kids are girls. Already have his hobbies, " said Dandi while glancing at his wife.

"Yes, yes, it feels like just yesterday they were being carried, uh now they can walk on their own. Each has their own activities. Then, soon we'll be alone together, huh Pi? Hm, it would be lonely, deh," lamented Larasati sad.

"Ih, Mommy, Papi, what the fuck, anyway? Kan Sania and Tania are still here. We're not going anywhere. Yeah, no, Tan?" sania said while asking for support from her sister.

"Yes, mami don't be sad, dong, " replied Tania, hugging her mother. Sania finally followed suit.

The one who was hugged so smiled back.

"Ehm, um, how come it's just that mommy hugged, papi didn't, nih?" Indra pretended to sulk.

"Didih, papi envy, deh, " cried Larasati.

"Yes already, spend the breakfast first, you will take between papi, Sania, "grab the papi, when you see the food on their plate is still not finished.

"Wokeh, " answered Sania.

Then everyone resumed breakfast which was delayed due to the dramatic scene. After everything was done with breakfast, Sania said goodbye to her mother and sister. Do not forget to kiss the back of the hand and cipika cipika.

Sandi brings Sania's gear into the car. After the Sania ride, the car finally drove at medium speed. Before long, the car stopped right in front of the school gate.

After making sure his eldest daughter had entered his school, the car was run. Back to the house.

Sania seemed to enter a field that was quite spacious, where she practiced archery. Some of his friends have come, although not yet complete.

At 8:00, Sania and her friends practiced archery. Prior to that, Khairunnisa, Chief Coordinator of the Princess, led gymnastics and stretching to relax stiff muscles. So that it does not cramp. Especially the arm area, which is definitely widely used.

After that, the training begins. Alternately they as many as five people advanced to start focusing on shooting the picture board that stood upright which was quite far away.

Sania, who was already used to archery training did not find much difficulty. Several times he managed to shoot the board right in the middle. It says the number ten. Everyone who saw looked amazed.

Khairunnisa asked, "It looks like you've been able to shoot, huh?"

"Yes, sister Nisa, since Junior High I have been with a Muslim archery club, " replied Sania.

"Oh, quick. Well, then you can help brother teach your friends, right? Many of your friends still cannot. Wants, right?" ask Khairunnisa.

"Of course you can, brother. Glad to be sharing, "Sania replied happily.

'I can get to know my friends very closely, nih, '" he murmured inwardly.

"All right then. Thank you," said Nisa.

Finally, Sania helped her friends train patiently. Although they had seemed hesitant and reluctant because they saw his veiled appearance. However, because of his friendliness, not stingy knowledge, and not arrogant, making them finally willing to follow his teachings comfortably.

The suble attitude shown by Sania also makes it easily accepted by her friends. So as to dismiss bad assumptions about veiled people, which are often identified with mysterious, difficult to approach, exclusive, and so on.

"Hm, I'm really happy today. My friends are getting more and more, "his mind is happy.

That day his smile never separated from his face, until carried away to home. Seeing the cheerfulness of his eldest son, Larasati wondered, "Hayo, what's wrong, huh? From home you were happy. Smile continues. Is there anything good in school?"

Sania hugged her mother spoiled while telling her, "Yes, Mi, Sania is so happy today. Get to know a lot of friends. Then, it was even told to help train friends who could not yet. Although they were hesitant, refused because they saw Sania's appearance, but finally wanted to too. I finally got close to them, joking. Funny to remember their joke."

While stroking his daughter's hair, he said, "Oh, that's what it looks like. Yes, you are right, son. To whom we should get along well, be kind. Good manners are the decoration of a Muslim. Indeed, there are some people who judge a person by appearance, but many are not like that. Moreover, the veil is not a foreign thing actually, right. Many are wearing it too. Compared to ancient times, let alone veiled, just closing the aurat can be counted with the fingers. And mommy was among the first people to go headscarf on campus. Even if you don't wear a veil. High School time wants to hijab difficult, hindered by the same school rules that prohibit students from hijab. Moreover, not until the knowledge to mami that the Muslimah is obliged to close the aurat. Mami could just close the lecture. It's too late, right? You're in luck now, son. In school there is no ban. Everyone understands religion better. Keep it that way, son. Keep up the good manners."

"Yes, Mi, " replied Sania while nodding.

Larasati continued his advice, "A real appearance is just a mere accessory that covers up the bad of our disgrace. God does not see appearances, but what he sees is piety. The extent to which you are bound by all His rules. That's all God sees, not your appearance. But that doesn't mean you can ignore your appearance, let your body get dirty, dirty, dirty, or smell, for example. Yeah, it can't be like that either. God also loves beauty. The most important thing is to keep clean, your body, and your heart. It is the new good Muslimah, who can make the angels jealous because of obedience to Allah, keep your mindset and attitude in accordance with the wishes of Allah. So, Son. You got it, right?"

For a moment Sania fell silent while trying to digest the words of her mama. Feels soothing. Then nod while smiling. Then further tighten his embrace. Larasati returned her daughter's embrace.