Ukhti Bar - Bar
Chapter 13# Resisting Emotions

Seeing his two comrades busy memorizing the Qur'an. Hasna confused herself.

Because, only he himself is not punished or maybe not yet.

Because, Hasna has not met again with handsome ustadz who became an idol among the students of one pesantren.

Hasna has finished her job. Wash, tidy up rooms and sweep the lawn. Two of his friends have not finished muroja'ah since dawn.

At seven o'clock in the morning classes will begin. After breakfast, they all went straight to class.

Today who taught the other Ustadjah. As such, Hasna had no chance to ask about her punishment.

News, about him who had pulled Gus Musa until strayed turned out to reach the ears of other santriwati.

Instantly, their gazes all pointed sharply at him.

Things were very different when he was on campus.

Where it was there, it was his presence that shared the hero who defended the rights and dignity of women.

Hasna is disinclined and loved by college students.

While here, he was in enemy.

Because it was accidentally clean with teachers who are the idols of santriwati.

"Hey! New boy!" call a santriwati who is quite beautiful while crossing Hasna's table.

Syifa and Sarah were absent, as they were depositing memorized surah on Ning Khumaira.

"What the hell is it you're in? So dare to hurt my future priest!" hardik one of the santri wearing a rectangular hijab that extends to the chest.

However, this santri wore lipstick on his lips. That thing, made Hasna cringe. Isn't it, on the rules that he read last night in the pesantren area and outside, santriwati are forbidden to preach or dress excessively.

But what he is witnessing right now. The girl in front of him broke all that. In fact, Hasna knew that this girl was wearing a powder that was so thick that, her skin was so glowing.

He deserves to be more radiant than the rest of the students.

"I'm sorry, can't you say it normally? Polite and moral, without having to break the table and the veins," as long as Hasna, he closed his book and stood looking at the girl in front of him.

"Don't talk about morality! You, there is a bad attitude towards Gus Musa until he fell!" hardik girl named Rekha Salamah.

"You don't know the real thing. So don't play judgmental. After all, I have already apologized to him as well as Ning Khumaira. So, I don't think there's any more problems. It was all, purely a misunderstanding," Hasna explained.

This Muslim girl tried to be patient to hold back her emotions. Hasna tried to speak in a soft tone for the first time in life. He doesn't want any more trouble. However, he must show a change in attitude to his mother and grandfather.

At least they are proud to have it. Hasna was actually jealous of her brother. However, how else, his soul does not like to be bridled with many rules. Today, Hasna is determined to try to get better.

"No problem you say!" rekha Sentak. This Judes girl still doesn't take it for granted. Somehow if he saw when Moses was hit by a direct kick from Hasna.

Hasna sighed as this girl before her snapped at her repeatedly.

If he had met Hasna before, maybe Rekha had been hit by a raw bogem on his face full of the adhesions.

"Eh, your business with Gus Moses may be finished. But, your business is the same I just started. Here you are!" Rekha, who had no idea what kind of girl she was dealing with, pulled Hasna's arm violently.

The girl dragged Hasna up to, to the girls bathroom.

"Why don't you bring me here?" tanya Hasna flat. Actually, he was surprised too. It turns out that in the boarding area there are also bar-bar girls who are not ashamed like Rekha. Even have followers.

Hasna was not afraid at all. He was only worried that this time he could no longer hold himself back.

"Intentionally, let the Ustadjahs not know. You don't have much. Just look at what I said!" kecam Rekha's. This time, the girl had already gripped the tip of Hasna's hijab.

Hasna is still trying to hold back her emotions. He held back Rekha's check and stared intently at her.

"After me, in the pesantren it is meek and full of manners. It turns out that it was the same at another school. Or, there are indeed some students who cannot receive lessons optimally?" sindir Hasna's. Because Rekha's actions do not reflect the behavior of santriwati who understand religion.

"Don't talk about you!" Rekha is getting bolder. Even she pushed Hasna to the edge of the sink. Until, Hasna grimaced with the pain on her waist.

He hopes he can still control his emotions to not repay Rekha's actions. Or, if released, Hasna could make Rekha unable to use her hand anymore.

"Please your hands. Don't you realize you're hurting fellow Muslims?" resolute Hasna. Hope Rekha comes to her senses and stops her doing this.

Hearing the words of Hasna, Rekha suddenly realized. The girl violently let Hasna go.

"Denger yea, once again ye deal with Gus Moses. I'll make you lift your feet from here like any other santriwati!" threaten Rekha again. Hasna just smiled faintly in response.

After Rekha passed leaving him alone in the toilet, at that very moment Hasna shook her head softly.

"Basic cheap women! Empty brain!" The bait was finally not muffled also from Hasna's lips.

At the very least, Hasna was able to break records in restraining her emotions and anger. Because if Rekha meets Hasna that is not today. Perhaps, the girl had already suffered a fracture, at least in the finger.

Hasna who never once allowed others to intimidate her. Now, silent without a fight when the santriwati who is just a bully threatens him.

"Patient Na, however, you should be able to make your mother and grandfather proud. Although, you are tormented to be in a place and the environment in the future will continue to make you restrained. The old Hasna is in the cage now" Hasna murmured. While taking a long breath.

Meanwhile, at Kyai Faisal's residence.

Moses is in front of his father.

"Patience. Abi's friend, deliberately put Hasna here not only to educate him religiously. Or even print it to be missionary like the bundle. Ustadjah Hanifa. However, we here have a duty to control Hasna's explosive emotions" said Kyai Faisal, after he heard the story of the incident of the son who fell due to the attraction of his torment by Hasna.

"Goddessa, Bi. Moses will try to forget his mistakes and try to give guidance to him. But, for the sake of ease, let Moses punish him. Just give him a lesson and the meaning of consequences" said Moses.

"Give it, but it is human. Because the key to teaching is understanding and gentleness" said kyai Faisal again gave advice to his son.

"Goddessa, Bi. Moses will take all the advice from Abi" Moses replied with a friendly smile. However, there was a slanted smile pull printed on the handsome face of this young ustadz.

"Wait for your turn, Hasna," murmured Moses.

Seriate