The Light of Love Pesantren
Congregation

Various kinds of sounds were heard in Nazwa's hearing, he opened his eyes slowly and looked out the window, people passing by scavenging for rezki, he said, the smoke of vehicles that billow and various kinds of horn noise and people passing by are very identical to the urban atmosphere that is never quiet

"we're almost there?" nazwa asked, rubbing her eyes to clear her vision

"there's twenty more minutes"

"owwh"

"duringly in ponpes you forget the road?, whereas you used to often mention skipping school through here as your friend"

"that's not it then well, now a lot of changes Nazwa so forget"

"ck.. moreover, if you have been in London for a long time, you may not want to walk to your home" said his mother along chimed in their words

"don't go home, just form a house he did not want" continued his father mocked his daughter

"ish if it is Nazwa may not forget, how the form of his renovation Nazwa will still want to know the atmosphere"

"do you doubt?"

"ish DADDY"

And that's how the atmosphere in the car filled with laughter that will soon be tears of farewell

...........

The afternoon weather was cloudy with black clouds covering the sky, a sign that maybe soon sparkling rain will come down to wet the earth

no no no

The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs, making people who are under suddenly look up

"Where are you going?" asked her mother who was sitting watching television in the living room with her father

"Nazwa wants to meet together comment bu, have not seen all of you long ago want to farewell"

"it's like trying to, outside it's very dark" said his mother sounded worried

"just in a moment" Nazwa said, pleading

"six o'clock in the afternoon should have gone home" his father replied firmly as the king's word had to be obeyed

"get ready dad"

"Assalamu'alaikum"

"Wa'alaikumussalam"

"father" scolded his mother

"let's just say, he's enjoying the rest of his time staying for a while"

..................

Nazwa went to the agreed place with his friend to be escorted by their personal driver, because it was impossible for him to use a motorcycle if he wore a wide skirt, this was their meeting after Nazwa came home from the ponpes and parted for the second time because he had to pursue his dream

Nazwa looked out the window, the vehicle was so crowded especially now is the time to go home to work for office employees to make the streets that afternoon a little jammed, the smoke of the vehicle into air pollution, so much so, and traveling merchants have also been seen peddling their food by the roadside

That is how city life becomes a daily routine, in contrast to the village where the air feels cool, Nazwa re-imagines his activities in the ponpes today must be sweeping the backyard or watering plants, he said, remembering the ponpes again made his heart torn by confusion and various questions, who and what, who he should choose and what he should do after that because surely there is a heart that will be hurt

"may God always give me the best"

His daydream was broken when he heard Mr. Romli calling himself

"it's up to Neng Nazwa" said Mr. Romli, their family's personal driver

"oowh, thank you sir"

"neng Nazwa will be home at what time you will pick him up"

"no need sir, it's like Nazwa pesen taxi online or go home with temen"

"have it been that way"

Nazwa entered the cafe that looks not so crowded because it will soon rain, when opening the door his friends immediately call his name makes the cafe visitors turn to them

"jeez Nazwa, we miss a lot" said his friend at once and stood hugging Nazwa but when Reyno and Bastian stretched out his hand Nazwa immediately dodged

"not makhram" Nazwa said, crossing his arms

"had forgotten it's now an ustadzah?" god Bastian

"what are you going to call now, Ustadzah Nazwa, Ukhti Nazwa, akhwat or what else?" Reyno follows along to tempt Nazwa

"you do not start again, call me ordinary kayak do not have to use any frills" said Nazwa

"well ustadzah" said Bastian who likes to tease Nazwa, these moments are what they miss, joking and laughing together as if without the burden of life

"where is the Caca?" nazwa looks to the right and left

"uh" pointed Yolan at Caca who served at the cash register

"so good is he"

"hmmm, be a moment again his friends who help keep the dateng, so we can gather together"

"how are your test results?" tanya Nazwa looked at her friend while sipping a drink in her glass

"yes"

"yes, how is that?" nazwa asked, increasingly confused by Yolan's answer

"not high but not low as well, yes can be considered standard even though less than a little, the important thing is to pass, get a diploma" replied Bastian giggled and Nazwa only shook his head to hear his friend's answer, this, because from the first their principle "the important thing is to pass, get a diploma, the problem of later grades"

"sorry for a long time" Caca said, sitting on an empty chair near Nazwa

"just relax Ca, like who you are"

"there is an ustadzah"

"don't start again Ca"

"hehehey"

"eh Nazwa, really not?" yolan said suddenly in between them enjoying the food served

"really what? anti if you speak clearly dong, which people understand" said Nazwa confused

"cieee uatadzah" they said

"ohhhh, this mouth is used to say that, if you say I am in ponpes must have been advised at length times wide, and because it is used to being still careless" said Nazwa

"means you pas first entered ponpes calling him lo me?" bastian Kepo asked Nazwa

"hmmm, but long get used to it"

"ish Naz, you haven't answered my question?" yolan sounded annoyed

"which question is again Yolanda, so if you speak clearly, there is no discussion before even suddenly it is real, really what is it?" ask Nazwa

"what I said when you went to the ponpes"

"have Yolanda said that, my brain is still struggling to think about the burden of life even you tell nginget lo say a year and a half ago, what is it?" nazwa asked curiously as well as her other friends

"emmm gini Naz, so according to the novel that I read, there really are not many handsome princes who are bitter and you are struggling" said Yolanda hysterically making Nazwa look at him with a flat face

pukkk

"ish lo whatever the fuck Bas, I'm serious" Yolan Sewot when his head hit Bastian

"Nazwa there tuh nuduk science, learn religious science to be better, not like lo who every day work halu mulu as high as the sky"

"it's just how it is, so what about Naz?"

"emmm how, yes, yes, but not"

"uh uh? how about" Yolanda's question made Nazwa only shake his head but it made Yolanda's curiosity even higher