DOCTOR DAVIN AND SANTRI BARBAR
Chapters 106. Izzam's Feelings
"Go back to school!" Andin pulled Fazila's wrist.
"OK on!" They rushed to school.
"Ngantin used to be a long time to rest."
"May, I want to go first," said Fazila.
"I buy fried first, know the mercon so that more spirit and literacy later fit ngerjain task," said Andin.
"Yasudah yuk hunted, fear of queuing," said Qiana ahead of her best friend's third step.
"Izzam kok daydreaming anyway?" fazila said as she sat on the bench next to the man.
"Ah no, just look at the children playing badminton tuh in front," Izzam said while pointing at some santri who played the racket and his cock.
"You this? If you want to be able to ask Tina mbak let me later pay," said Fazila while showing seblak in a bowl he held.
"No, thank you, I'm full" said Izzam, sipping avocado juice in a glass to a toilet.
"I go first, yes" he said, rising from his seat and stepping out of the canteen.
"OK," Fazila replied as she nodded despite the man beside her leaving.
Anggita and Andin came up with their respective orders and sat down beside Fazila.
"Why him? It's so weird today."
"Come on," replied Fazila, shrugging her shoulders and focusing on sipping a glass in the bowl.
"Oh my goodness, one meal" Anggita protested and took a spoon to Fazila.
"Nih use this only, if using a fork emang kuahnya not come," said Andin and immediately put the fork in hand into the bowl Fazila.
"Thank you."
"Just like, Chila."
"Geez you ate the tofu mercon up to her dower lips," said Qiana then laughed at Andin.
"Let's be the important thing I like, the spiciness is nampol," said Andin while showing his thumb.
"As far as you are Din," Anggita said indifferently while eating fried sausage in two hands.
The entrance bell rang, the three of them rushed to finish their food and scattered into the classroom. An ustadzah went inside and spread out the Maths exam paper after saying his greetings.
Not waiting long, all students were focused on their respective exam papers. At 11 pm they were asked to collect their respective answer sheets based on a row of benches to the ustadzah table.
"Because there's still time, please correct directly yes!" The Ustadzah immediately gave the exam sheet crosswise in order to avoid cheating because there is a possibility of self-correcting.
"Help, please do not cheat! Who gets caught cheating later ontadzah cut his value."
"Good ustadzah!" all santri in unison.
Ustadzah and the students in the class also made corrections together.
"Before collecting Ustadzah want to know if anyone can score 100? Please raise your hand!"
"Ustadzah!" Rofik pointed his finger.
"Whose hand?"
"Aurora Belle Fazila Alberto!" rofik exclaimed enthusiastically when it was not his own value.
"Wow!" Some students seemed amazed because during this time the Fazila Math exam was always bad, only 75 high.
The other Santri gave a standing ovation to Fazila.
"Often, sometimes I'm not smart, cheered on," protested Fazila and lowered his head while smiling to himself.
"Don't offend Chila, it's our appreciation for the cool santri anyway" said one santriwati.
"It is normal for friends, new students can also score 100 in one lesson only. It could be tomorrow in other lessons even remedied," said Heni did not like.
"Ih sirik Lo, envious of the sign of inadequacy," Andin replied while looking away.
"The problem, good development Chila, keep improving!" ustadzah.
"There again?"
"I'm ustadzah!" exclaiming a santriwati while raising his hand.
"Yourself or–"
"It is not an ustadzah, but it has Qiana Naraya Siddiqah" said the santri.
"Oh." Ustadzah showed his thumb.
"Defend continue!"
"Thank you, insyaallah. Which friends applauded her?" said Qiana felt strange because when her name was called even quiet unlike at the time the name Fazila was called.
"It's normal," replied some santri making Qiana directly pat the jidat.
"There again?" ask ustadzah back.
"There is no ustadzah!"
"Loh, isn't there?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Gazan ... How much did Izzam get? Ordinary rival equals Qiana."
"Izzam's got 50 ustadzahs" said a santriwati who happened to hold Izzam's test paper.
Suddenly all the students were astonished to hear it including the ustadzah himself.
"Try bringing it here!" the order of the ustadzah seems to be in disbelief, afraid that the santriwati is wrong in correcting.
"Good Ustadzah." The girl came forward and gave the paper in her hand.
"Ustadzah could have checked myself maybe I was wrong" he said before handing over the sheet and stepping back onto his bench.
"Yes thank you," said the ustadzah with a lowered face and seriously corrected.
"He's right" the middle-aged woman muttered.
"It turns out there's nothing wrong with Norma's correction, Izzam is there a problem with you?" ask ustadzah then.
"Hmm, ti–dak Ustadzah," said Izzam in a nervous voice while looking down.
"Huh, okay. Then prepare yourself for the remedial exam next week!"
"Good Ustadzah."
"Good Ustadzah."
They all came forward and piled the paper into one on the table of teachers or ustadzah.
After that, Ustadzah passed one by one santri who had to follow a repeat of the remediation with Izzam next week.
"To which I did not mention his name earlier means his value is safe, above 65. Okay then get ready to go home to each other's dorms!"
"Good Ustadzah!" they shouted in unison and then put writing equipment into their respective bags.
"Now you can go home, assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," said ustadzah and,
"Wa'alaikumasalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh!" answer all class residents and one by one scatter out of class.
"Heh, the pretentious said that people are jealous and sirik, do not know themselves who are remedied," said Heni insinuated Andin who stood at the door of the classroom, waiting for the new Fazila to come out of the classroom with a relaxed pace.
"You, yes, you can't, don't interfere in people's business!" Andin who was in a hurry to scratch Heni if not immediately his hand stopped by Fazila.
"Don't hear the whisper of the devil so we don't get lost" said Fazila, holding Andin's hand and taking him away from there immediately.
"What! Damn you Chila, you equate me with the devil," Heni growled.
"Where else are you going?" anggita asked as Fazila grabbed the paper bag over the bed and carried it out.
"You want to do this for Nyai Fatimah, this is a deposit and trust from mama to be conveyed to not after mama left," explained Fazila.
"Oh, it doesn't matter to us" Anggita teased and chuckled.
"Quiet for you there is also, Mama did not forget, but if it does not fit the size you can petiin yourself yes, to the tailor."
Hearing Fazila's words, of course, the three of them understood what was in the paper bag.
"God willing to fit, aunt Isyana already know our size. What is that one?" andin asked while pointing at the other paper bag on the bed and Fazila only replied with a nod.
"Contact both of them while scrambling over the paper bag while Qiana was focusing on chopping up the cake before being given to her friends around the room.
"I go first" said Fazila then passed away.
"Yes," Qiana replied while her other 2 best friends were scrambling over the robe they took out from inside the paper bag.
"Yes why the size does not fit even though this is the best model." It seems Andin must swallow disappointment when the game he tried to be small.
"Yes, don't blame the clothes, but blame yourself for eating. Living in a pesantren is not learning to eat less, uh, even add a portion in the canteen because it feels the portion of the pesantren kitchen a little."
"It's Anggit, the ration of food from the boarding school is only up to the neck if for me, it will not enter the stomach if it is not shoved with canteen food," andin said that Qiana who was sitting on the floor could only shake her head to hear Andin's words.
"Hmm, you're the base of yourself!" said Anggita then grabbed the shirt in Andin's hand and changed to try it.
"Why not fit too?" anggita. Andi laughed immediately.
"May not say people if they are not much different themselves. Why other people are fat, do not know himself fat," Andin said while laughing rolling on the mattress.
"It looks like this robe is indeed intended for Qiana deh by Aunt Isyana."
Andin stopped his laughter and nodded in agreement. "It seems like yes" he said in agreement.
"Winning you Qi, don't use good contention" he continued.
Qiana stopped her activity of cutting the cake then looked at her two best friends.
"I am whatever I want to be loved anywhere. After all it was free," Qiana said casually and then resumed her work.
"True, too," said the two simultaneously and then tried the other game.
Elsewhere Fazila was almost at the residence of Nyai Fatimah and Kyai Miftah. Just about to say a greeting the girl endured when she saw Rofiq and Izzam seemed to chat seriously without seeing the whereabouts of Fazila.
"How could you lose to Chila anyway?" rofik's protest on Izzam.
"It's fate" answered Izzam once when he had learned more before, unfortunately only because it can not focus so total in the matter is often wrong.
"Destiny-destiny! Yes, everyone will also know that something that has happened is destiny. I just need a reason!" rofik. The man did not accept the time he was not remedial while Izzam who was clearly much smarter than him even had to repeat. Were it not for the direct santri who corrected Rofik's waiting could have suspected that the ustadzah was fraudulent and unfair to Izzam.
"Usually your grades are above Chila's," said Rofik.
"Yes maybe today he was excited because he was engaged to the doctor while I was myself suffocated by the news" Izzam replied in a soft voice but of course still heard by Fazila's ears
"What! Are you serious about Izzam?" rofik asked in disbelief.
"Aren't I ever serious Rofiq, you know today I'm really heartbroken."
Deg.
Fazila's feeling was suddenly unpleasant. In the heart of guessing whether the words of doctor Davin at that time was true that Izzam had a crush on him.
"How many times have I told you, you just shoot Chila and ask her to be your boyfriend, but you don't want to. It's like this, right? Someone else's first and you're sorry." Rofik looks furious. In the heart of Izzam.
"Make him a man don't be a saint." Of course you can only say this sentence in your heart. Mana dared Rofik say directly to Izzam.
"Where can Rofik? Is it in religion that we are allowed to date? No, right? I've had a crush on him for a long time but he doesn't seem to want an early match. I want to wait, uh know-how so."
"Yes no, but rather than upset yourself like now."
"Ah, soon enter the dhuhur adhan, I want to get ready for the adhan." Izzam got up from his seat and left without looking back followed by Rofik behind.
"So he really likes me? I'm sorry Izzam, I can't accept your feelings because my heart is already tied to someone else's. Though I think you are the perfect man, but all this time there can never be more taste for you," Fazila's inner self and body were fixed in place.
"Chila Association. Why are you standing there?" reprimand Nyai Fatimah who saw Fazila was silent sculpting.
Fazila was immediately startled and awakened from her daydream.
"Eh Nyai, wa'alaikumsalam warahmatulli wabarakatuh. I just want to give a deposit from my mother, was left in the room," said Fazila while giving a paper bag in front of Nyai Fatimah.
"Thank you, Chila." Nyai Fatimah reached out her hand to grab the thing that Fazila was thrusting.
"Nehai's Same."
"Now you are getting ready soon to pray dhuhur congregation."
"Alright Nyai, then excuse me to go back to the room first."
"Please, don't be late?"
"Inshaallah Nyai. Assalamualaikum!"
"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."
Fazila turned around and stepped towards the room with a raging feeling, unpleasant to Izzam. If only he could choose, the girl did not want to hear the talk of the two classmates earlier so as not to feel guilty to Izzam because because of her who often asked for help, Izzam became a baper to him.
Seriate.