Ustadz, I Love U
MOS

* Targetown *

Lolita and Rania start a new chapter as high school students without laura.The two beautiful girls run lethargic towards a field that is already filled with rows of new students. Andra and the gang who are currently in the 12th grade also became the MOS committee this morning. But the handsome face that used to always be happy and make the act was this morning invisible. Only a cold and flat face still could not move on with his feelings.

" Hey beautiful, how lethargic is laura ???" raihan asked Andra's friend who welcomed the arrival of Lolita and Rania.

both of them just stared lazily at his guard without saying anything and still walked lethargic towards the ranks that were not yet full.

"Why are those two girls, really tangled face ?" wonder raihan who did not get a response from the two beautiful girls.

" just like that girl your attention, the person next to you is also tangled no face !" sahut Bagas pointed at Andra who was right next to him, making the owner of the name immediately look in the direction indicated.

" Bener, why ndra ? is it because g is yayang laura ?" raihan asked after seeing the unusual face of his best friend.

Andra had no interest in responding to her two best friends. With a flat and cold face he walked to the front of the line of new students joining the other committee.

" no laura lol, I want to sleep!" rania is getting bored.

" yes ran, is laura also being our rich MOS huh ?" Lolita imagined her little friend.

And that's the day of Lolita and Rania without laura. Just to laze even not infrequently they also often skip school because all this time it was laura who encouraged them to take lessons at school. Andra, since then her life has changed 180 degrees from super friendly humorous to cool, flat and cold.

*Surabaya*

MOS today will be held until 16:00 ended with congregational ashar prayers and closures represented by the committee. After the third session that was closed by the question of gokil laura, all participants are allowed to break prayers and lunch first before the delivery of the last material about the pesantren regulations later.

Laura managed to become famous because of the plain questions that were raised on ustadz fauzi just now. along the way to the mosque to pray dhuhur not a few who greeted him either because of admiration, considered funny, considered strange, considered, there are even those who do not like to think that the city child has no manners for daring to ask so when he was a new child.

While in the room, Ustadz fauzi was smiling considering what was ejected from the innocent mouth of Laura the city girl who he thought was very attractive. So cool to daydream the handsome ustadz was not aware of the presence of his best friend who is also one of the ustadz in this pesantren.

" sam mengsem dewe, nek kesambet lo zi (as comfortable as your own smile, kesambet lo zi )!" Said A'ab who had just landed his body next to his best friend.

" ngageti wae, say hello to opo kek keko-teko mbok yohooo... (ngagetin aja, come-come mbok Yo say hello) !" fauzi's reflexes patted the friend's thigh hard making the empu grimace in pain

" greetings ping ten, ki my hand wes gawe nuthuk lawang brother (have you ten times, my hand is red to knock on the door!)!" grunts A'ab upset.

While the person in question only grinned cengesan scratching the nape that is not itchy at all.

"kenopo seh you (why the hell are you )?" Tany A'ab frowned.

Fauzi recounted what happened when he filled the MOS material to A'ab. Because what was supposed to be said by the fauzi was part of A'ab but because A'ab was representing the abah for tausiyah outside the city so replaced by fauzi.

His full name is Abdurrahman Al Aufa, a santri who became a confidant of the kyai family since his father died at the age of just seven years Abdurrahman and his mother lived in the pesantren. His mother as a cook of the ndalem family, while A'ab followed all activities in the pesantren and participated in sleeping with other students until now his status has changed to an ustadz.

" beautiful ab, gorgeous !" fauzi's admiration for the girl he told me about.

" lo, do you know me (loh, you already know to)?" wonder fauzi

" durung (not yet) !"

" la kog knows jenenge ( la ko knows her name ) ?"

" la kui, the material of the sak truck teapot takne (that's the building material of one truck from his father) !" a'ab's reply pointed to the mound of material Handika sent (papa laura) looking from the window of the room where they were.

Seeing the condition of the boarding school in his daughter looks uncomfortable, Handika decided to become a donor at this boarding school. Hopefully with the donation it can change this outdated pesantren to be more comfortable.

" rich boy, huh ? wich, less opo try cah kui, wes ayu Sugih (wich, less what try that child, already beautiful, rich again)!" Fauzi kept dreaming of the beautiful face of laura.

while A'ab still focused on the thick book without translation in his hands indifferent to everything the fauzi said.

"ora do not kakean ngayal, let's pray (don't do much to fantasize, let's pray ) !" said A'ab moved from his seat leaving a fauzi who still heard his own grin.

All participants of MOS that day prayed at the pesantren mosque located in the middle of the dormitory of sons and daughters. Although one location the two can not only look at each other because the door passes only in the design through the dormitory and the other through the dormitory son.

finished praying all MOS participants back to the hall where the MOS was held as before. The pesantren regulation material that may have been in some old students made some participants feel lazy to return. the material this time should be conveyed by ustadz fauzi but because he had filled the second material finally in rolling into ustadz A'ab which conveys this third material. incidentally, he also arrived at the pesantren at the time of dhuhur.

The atmosphere that was crowded was suddenly silent when a greeting was thrown from a handsome ustadz who was not inferior to ustadz fauzi. The difference is that this one ustadz is petite and has a baby face, at the age of 26 years his face still looks like a 10th grade High School child.wah same donk yes rich student of his 😅. No wonder if this one ustadz became the idol of the princess santri.

Laura who was originally preparing to continue her nap became wide open to hear the voice that made her heart suddenly pound. Immediately put on the beautiful face and look at the source of the sound.

deg.deg...

laura's heartbeat beat faster to see the figure in front of her. repeatedly rubbing both eyes to make sure what is being seen.

"Kenopo ra, isn't he sleeping ?" tanya Fitri saw her best friend suddenly get up from her seat.

" it's not sleepy, the Ustadznya handsome!" laura answered innocently.

aisyah had gone home first because abah asked her to come to visit the sister who was nyantri in central Java. All the sons of Kyai are santri there except Aisyah. This beautiful girl chose to stay and study at her parents' boarding school, on the grounds that she did not want to go far and wanted to take care of her umi and her brother.Sever 2 months along with her three brothers there, she said, but she missed her uminya so much that she fell ill until finally getting permission to stay and not be followed by her three brothers.

" Pancen sableng boy cah iki !" Again fitri made astonished by the silly behavior of laura that is difficult to guess.

" fit, try to hold my chest !" pinta laura makes fitri frown.

" my heart wants to get rid of dech fit like it's !"

" Astagfirullah hal adziiim, kog iso I know koyo ngene boy yes Allah (kog I can know rich children gini o Allah) !" complains fitri who saw the strange behavior of his best friend.

Laura was still in disbelief about what she was seeing at this time, but this felt so real. Her eyes could not be separated from the speaker wearing Maroon's cocoa clothes. Slap the cheek and pinch the arm many times to make sure that this is not a dream. But in fact it does hurt, is this really real ? does he really exist ???the question kept popping up in Laura's mind.