Mysterious Gus
#2. Nafisha Almair Zalsa

Already gathered in the hall made them all confused. Another case with Farel who is still casually standing near the blackboard and there is a marker and mic in his hand.

After the big room was silent, completely making no sound, Farel moved his hand to write on the board.

"What do psychologists and psychiatrists have in common?"

The question was clearly plastered on the blackboard making them all think to find answers.

"Who knows?" farel asked after three minutes of silence. One of the men raised his hand, he was the santri who was looking for trouble with Farel earlier.

Without answering, Farel walked up to her and thrust his mic. "Psychologists and psychiatrists are alike for people who are insane, aka crazy," replied the santri with a challenge.

Farel only nodded even though his hands were itching to beat the santri.

"I refute Zaki's answer!" another santri's words with his floor made Farel approach him and handed him his mic, allowing the santri to express his opinion.

"Psychologists and psychiatrists are equally needed by many people. Both are places to be trusted when one can no longer trust the person closest to them. Both can understand and appreciate the feelings of others. Even the understanding of psychologists is needed in everyday life and is also needed in the business world," replied the santri at length.

"Forward!" farel's order that made the santri go straight ahead without asking much. He also wanted to ask, he did not dare.

Farel wrote down his second question. 'Churhat or in curhatin?'

"Who answered?" asked Farel who made one more santri raise his hand.

"Dicurhatinized. Because when you become a place to confide in others, you can take wisdom from the story of the person. You can help them to stretch out their chest. Although you can't help at least be a good listener," replied the santri with a bit of hesitation.

"Forward!" again one santri was told to go forward by Farel.

Farel wrote the third question. "When you're punched suddenly. Straight bales boxing or looking for the cause?"

Without asking, a santriwati raised her hand. "Find the reason first. Because a wise and careful person is one who always acts with his common sense and can always regulate his emotions,"

"Forward!"

Farel wrote another question. "Respect or appreciate?"

One woman raised her hand again. Farel looked at the girl. The girl was the girl who was in the foundation office, who was going to attend the exchange of students. But somehow Farel felt there was something different about him. It was as if she was bewitched by the girl's beautiful and innocent face. Farel quickly regained his consciousness and let the girl answer.

"rewarding. Because when we value others, others will respect us. But on the contrary, if asked to be appreciated. Ask to be appreciated but not to appreciate others. Because appreciating first can only be appreciated," replied the girl with confidence.

"Forward!"

"Those who are going to participate in the student exchange!" farel said echoed throughout the great hall.

"Can't be so! It was originally me who was chosen, "the rejection came from Zaki. How not? Among the four, only he was replaced.

"I'm looking for someone who can respect others. If your behavior is like this, I guarantee your life will not be there long," Farel replied firmly and passed.

Before he actually left, Farel said to an ustadz. "Urus!" farel's orders and only then did he really leave.

Now Farel's destination is the park. He sat on one of the benches and pulled out his phone. Farel opened one of its hp apps. Later that night, Farel intends to give his Grandpa and Grandma a surprise.

Fifteen minutes Farel had been silent in the quiet garden. Glanced at the beautiful circular watch on his left hand, time will show when the sublime 5 minutes away. Without thinking, Farel stepped foot into the mosque.

As bad as an Alfarel, he never left his prayers. Abah and Umma once told him.

"Well, you are out there, never leave your prayers and other obligations. You can be naughty but fuck not!" that message Farel will remember for the rest of his life.

After the prayer, Farel went straight to ndalem for lunch. The worm in his stomach had been struggling since earlier to be fed.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said Farel entered the house and saw 2 girls preparing a luncheon. They are the ones he appointed earlier to follow the exchange of learning.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," without many words, Farel immediately sat his butt on the sofa.

"Lohs?! Where's your grandfather, Gus?" ask Jamilah to come with rice.

"Chat first," replied Farel and played his cellphone because of that a lot of notifications that he ignored.

"How many days are you here, Gus?"

"I don't know," answered Farel standing up to get out of the house hoping his grandfather would come home soon.

"Sir, let's eat!" farel shouted annoyed because his Grandfather was still cool in chatting while walking casually with 2 students without thinking about the fate of his grandson's stomach.

Abdullah turned towards his already irritated-faced grandson while chuckling and speeding up his steps. "Hungry already, hm?" abdullah asked as Farel kissed his hand, while Farel simply replied with a nod and immediately sat down facing his lunch.

They are busy taking their lunch. But the sound of notifications from Hp Farel continues to sound so disturbing.

"Your phone is why Gus? There are so many notifications," said Abdullah who made Farel want to not check his cellphone and it turns out it was from his group with his friends.

Just now Farel wanted to type in a reply, his friends immediately made a group call.

"Where's lo?" ask Afnan nyolot.

"Pesantren,"

"Sip, we're really on our way" said Dylan, and suddenly the call was interrupted.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said a few voices from the doorstep and charged in.

"Wa'alaikumussalam,"

"Lohs?! Sohibnya Gus, anyway," said Jamilah. Yes, they were friends of Farel.

Farel shook his head at the behavior of his best friend. Where he went they followed.

"Well?" asked Farel furiously.

"According el? The nyusul elo! Go not say! Fortunately, we actually went to the pesantren" replied Dylan.

"Tauk tuh's. Nih ye, where there are lo, must be confirmed we are the same lo," added Yusuf.

"Grandma how are you?" ask Adam.

"Alhamdulillah healthy. How are you and your parents?"

"Thank God be healthy,"

"Sir, Grandma, can we have lunch here? Stay here as long as GUS FAREL is here?" joseph asked with emphasis on the word 'GUS'.

"certainly could. You guys haven't been here in a long time, have you?!"

"Well, really. Then let's eat! The stomach has asked to be filled," said Dylan and casually took a side dish. They have known each other for a long time, therefore Farel's friends do not need to be reluctant anymore to Grandpa and Grandma Farel. To them, they are family.

"GUS PALEL!!" shouted a little girl running towards Farel and immediately hugged Farel.

"Aisy" said Farel, replying to his four-year-old cousin's embrace.

"Call Brother, Aisy!" farel's sweat made the little girl just nod with a smile.

"Gus? Been long?" asked a couple of Russians, they were Aisy's parents. The younger brother of Abah Farel. Aisah and Luqman.

"Before zuhur,"

"You don't want to? Santri santriwati asik gosipin you," said Luqman a little upset. Because his ears heard a lot of talk about his nephew.

"Wildamah! Aisy's eating?"

"Yet. Aisy pestu returns with Abi and Umi to the pesantlen,"

"Eat with your brother?"

Aisy nodded in spirit. "YES!!!" his cheers were happy to make Farel rub his head fondly.

"But the chicken side dish. Brother likes chicken," said Aisy turned lethargic. Aisy is allergic to chicken, while Farel is very fond of chicken. For the lunch menu itself is fried chicken, tofu tempeh and some breakfast.

Farel only responded with a nod while his hand coolly picked up some rice plus some tofu and tempeh.

"Eat like this. Wanna?" farel asked only Aisy. Without many more words Farel immediately fed Aisy and fed herself without caring about their other stares.

"How many days are you here, Gus? Or do you want to stay here?" luqman asked ignoring the heartwarming sight.

"don't know. No," replied Farel, which made Luqman nod his head to understand that his nephew was speaking irately.

"They're who? We have never seen," asked Yusuf looking at the 4 candidates who attended the exchange students.

"Those who will participate in the student exchange at your High School,"

"Ooohh, will be a school with. Get to know me, Dylan Hamizan,"

"Gue Yusuf Ramadhan,"

"Gue Adam Nabhan,"

"Finance,"

"We are your Gus sohibs. Ntar if there is nothing in the Equatorial High School say to us. Btw, your names?"

"I'm Azlan Hidayat,"

"I'm Farras,"

"I'm Milea Anzani,"

Uhuk

Dylan choked on his own saliva. "Name lo, Milea? Are we meant to be together?" tanya Dylan began to seduce who was immediately told by Adam.

"Ogeb's sick! I'm this one, "sorry Dylan.

"Lo if you want to be a crocodile, don't be here. There's bar!"

"Dih. Meet Eve here also lo seneng,"

"Whisper! Lo who?" ask Afnan to the other girl.

"I'm Nafisha Almair Zalsa,"

Uhuk uhuk uhuk

Now replace the choking Farel.

"Lo why, Rail?" ask Yusuf.

"What milk?" farel asked glanced at the glass of milk he held.

"Astaghfirullah's. That's goat milk. Grandma forgot to tell you," panicked Jamilah. Farel could not drink goat's milk, his face would turn red.

Farel immediately lowered Aisyi from his lap and ran towards the kitchen hoping that the milk that had entered his stomach could be vomited. But nil, the milk has been tecerna to his stomach.

"Gus isn't papa?" tanya Nafisha came to vent and asked.

Farel shook his head while holding his chest. In addition to his face that will be reddened, Farel will also be short of breath.

"Where is your allergy medication?" ask Jamilah to come with worry.

"Remove,"

"Nafisha has Umi. Nafisha take a moment," said Nafisha in a panic and immediately ran out.

Shortly thereafter, Nafisha returned with a bottle of medicine. He painstakingly took warm water and took a piece of medicine for Farel to drink. Farel was without much acting directly accept and drink it.

Farel's breath began to subside. Only his face was still flushed like a newborn baby.

"Gus, sorry Grandma is negligent," said Jamilah shed her tears.

Farel shook his head while wiping away Jamilah's tears. "No papa, Grandma. Farel was also wrong not to smell first. Don't cry! Farel doesn't like it,"

Jamilah. "Aren't you papa? Is anyone still sick? Or are we going to RS?"

"Necessary. It's not papa,"

"Nafisha, thank you, son, for giving Farel the cure,"

"Tama-sama Umi. It just so happens that Fisha has goat milk allergy medication,"

"Lo's got a goat's milk allergy too?" ask Yusuf.

"Yes,"

"Don't you get a soul mate?!"

"Dissapper!" farel answered and tried to stand up. Afnan also diligently helped his best friend.

"Casual dong. You know yourself, in this world there is no such thing as coincidence," said Dylan who is only considered last wind.

"Where are you going?" ask Afnan.

"Sleep," Afnan nodded and helped Farel walk towards his room.

Tbc...

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