Project : Alterization
Chapter 6's

I was sentenced to push up twenty-five times. Luckily I'm used to that kind of push-up count. Then, we start getting into the main training. Sentai gymnastics, or commonly considered as the main foundation of this martial art. Which with this gymnastics, we can strengthen the body's defenses, harden the body, and grow new muscles all over the hands, abdomen, and legs. And again, I'm used to doing this gymnastics. From head, shoulders, arms, fingers, stomach, to legs. Perhaps, only the students of I'dad Lughawiy alumni were shocked by this unusual gymnastics.

After an hour, we finished training that night. At the end of our association with the seniors at the end of this joint training, they say that the evening exercise is one of the many stages of selection that we have to go through to be accepted as members, they said, this is natural selection. He who stays and stays until the end, is the winner. I am very grateful to hear that this year's selection is only a selection of privileges. Because at that time I felt, there was no one who was superior in terms of privilege than I was. I feel that I have overcome many obstacles that test the wisdom and resolve of my heart. And now is the time when I will reap the rewards of my efforts all this time.

I heard, Tashfiyah or the selection of registration organizations that smelled of martial arts whatever it was, always creepy from year to year. Be it Aulita; nature-loving santri organization, Komandos; mixed Material Arts organization and line-of-line skills, Brazilian Jiu Jitsu; organization that studies dings and key-lock martial arts, and, as well as special martial organizations such as Thifan, Silat, Taekwondo, karate, and others. Once the selection of one of these organizations is held, it will not only attack the prospective members physically. But mentally also become a target that can be played by them.

Except in the last year when the pandemic is still very rife in various parts of the world. Only a few of us are students who undergo*** face-to-face learning (PTM). Most of us prefer the distance learning option which is only done by sitting sweetly at home. Then, it also affects the activeness of organizations in pesantren. Thus, by force, the organization also facilitates entrance selection to maintain the continuity of work program activities of the organization. Hearing that this is still happening until this year, I am also very grateful. I feel so happy. Because maybe, this can be a place for me to reach the ideal figure I dream of. Become the shining star seen by millions of people on this earth.

Yep. Maybe this is a little story about my past while I was sitting in first class MTW first. I was actually a jolly boy. She is cheerful and always smiles wherever I am. When I first entered this boarding school, I was a little shocked by the new atmosphere that only had friendship, without any familial relations. This was the first time I was left far away by my parents. So that the appearance of culture shock was haunting, and another figure from me immediately came over. I became quiet. Maybe this is natural for introverts like me. Because I wasn't skilled at being the first person to start socializing. Someone else has to start it first.

Until finally, I met my first friend. She is a roommate who is also in bed with me. Name's Rafi. In the beginning, I really enjoyed every second I spent with him. But it didn't last long. Again the difference in nature and character between two people who came from two different regions, became the most serious problem in the first class MTW. Surabaya and bekasi. Jatim and Jabodetabek. Two very different areas. Moreover, my home environment which incidentally contains children plain housing. I was so innocent and knew nothing about how their association in their respective regions.

One day, he bothers me. When I fell asleep because I was so tired in the second-floor mosque, he sprayed aqua mineral water on my face. I also woke up. While he was grinning, he immediately ran away in tears hoping that I never managed to catch up to him. I who still did not even collect my life completely immediately ran after him, no matter what the consequences. Satisfied running a chase as much as three rounds around the mosque, I finally managed to catch him. He just grinnedly apologized non-seriously. And you know what's going on? As a result, the pocket mushaf Madinah gave my parents, who had been put into the pocket of clothes disappeared somewhere. Probably fell on the road because I ran away.

"Mushaf madinah ana is gone! How now?!" my word.

"Yes, ask for a maap. Ana was unintentionally. It was just a small mushaf. How much the hell is it? At least, not until the gap, right? There are also many Mushaf in the mosque."

I'm getting madder at him. Over time his words made my ears hot. I also decided to leave him. The fire of demons that gushed at each other that night. The devil laughed at us.

Ever since that day, I never wanted to socialize with her again. Every time he asked me to speak, I just scowled not to answer and then immediately turned to another place. And so do the next days. He felt guilty and tried to apologize to me. Unfortunately, my heart was disappointed. I never once thought about answering his apology. But it all started with something very small. Fuck a friend to another friend that should be natural for children of that age.

Finally came a new term that I had never heard before. Bring feelings or the abbreviated "Baper" is now a nickname for this sensitive me. With such a rapid speed, this rumor seemed to be directly spread throughout the dormitory. All the members of my room immediately learned of this rumor about me.

"Rajev is the father." they said.