Take a Shower Together?

I was shocked. I really want to be angry but what about it, my leg still hurts. But I can't stop thinking, my crying stopped immediately after he kissed me. Why can you try that?

Actually, it was the second kiss on my cheek from a guy. Previously, I was kissed when I was in elementary school by the student leader who cared for me. At that time, he was the idol of the girls in my class. Yes, because his son is smart, friendly and mm .. handsome. Literally! Well, argh ... skip this! Even though it's a fun story, actually. Lol. But, it's all not my concern to write in this story. So ... just write a short story later? Hoo, I don't promise but.

Back to the story, so ... I'm excited. I haven't gotten it for a long time any kiss from a boy during the lifespan of that elementary school age.

While walking in pain and thinking about many things, especially related to Arif's actions, I just continued my steps towards Hammaam. I suddenly thought and wondered, why did he kiss me? He is handsome. * Oops.

Uh, seriously. It's not like I'm a pervert or anything, but he's really good looking! His jaw was firm, his eyes were sharp like an eagle, his body was good (although I saw it at a glance), he looked straight, and his skin was clean - though not white. These are all things that make me not understand why she kisses other guys. It just feels like impossible. Muscle once accepted common sense! But it really happened oi, how about it?

"Knock ... knock ... knock ..." I knocked on my head while muttering. "Woi woi, realize! It's nothing. Refocus, refocus!"

I finally decided to immediately take ablution water. I immediately brushed my teeth, because I felt like I would smell if I didn't brush my teeth. Just woke up, you know! Luckily he didn't kiss my lips earlier. It's tengsin, when I smell it right it still smells. Uh, by the way, did my cheeks smell? Ah, hopefully it's been wiped off with my tears.

After that, I went to the mosque. Afraid to miss the prayers and later get punished by the security department. Thankfully, when I got to the mosque, a new ikamah rang out. I can also pray at dawn calmly.

Well, my feelings aren't exactly messy after the dawn prayers. The reason is, after this the activity is a collection on the veranda of the mosque for the distribution of mutaroddifaat3. The classmate or ustaz who is in charge will give us a new vocab in Arabic or English, at least three pieces. After the vocab division, we usually have to be creative ourselves to be able to use it in sentences that we can use everyday.

Automatically I have to meet Arif here, because we are in the same age and are still new students and are classified as intensive children.

Lil note:

jama 'from mufrodat, or in English known as vocabularies

Intensive is the term for children who start school at their pesantren when they are in high school. If he started from junior high school, he would call him a Qudama child

That's why, when I was distributed vocab, automatically I was local to him. I'm nervous about going wrong. Ouch ... how about this huh?

He is sitting right next to me. God damn it! Even though I have chosen to sit at the front and the corner, because he usually likes to sit in the back. the children choose a seat. The pattern is still the same. Those who sit in front, usually will often be in front. Vice versa. And this Arif is a species that will choose to sit at the back. Search it safe or… whatsoevah! None of my business, rait ?)

What became my business was when he began to look at me frequently, always smiling. I can only want my face, not smiling at all. Why can he be that calm, O Allah?

I finally could just pretend to focus on listening and repeat the vocab that was sent, while my eyes wandered off to somewhere. Until suddenly ...

"Yaa Nasrul. Jarrib biik, dho 'dzaalikal mufrodat fii amount al mufiidah."

(Hi Nasrul. Try to make one sentence from the mufrodat earlier)

I was suddenly confused. Trying to scrape up the memory in my brain. What was the mufrodate? Oh yes, istahamma-yastahim.

After thinking about the sentence and it felt right, I immediately said, "Uriidu an astahimma fii hammaam."

(I want to take a shower in the bathroom)

"Jih anta! Toyyib, nukarrir marroh assaaniyah: urridu an astahimma fii hammaam"

(I want to take a shower in the bathroom)

"Jih anta! Toyyib, nukarrir marroh assaaniyah: urridu an astahimma fii hammaam"

(Good, Rul! Alright, let's repeat it one more time: I want to take a shower in the bathroom) I smiled with satisfaction. Luckily I did listen, even though my mind was a bit disturbed by the presence of Arif beside me. It doesn't turn out so stupid and embarrass myself.

When I was having fun smiling, he looked at me. I saw him smile at me and then spontaneously whispered to my ear very slowly. "It's my favorite smart ...". Only I can hear it because the others are still busy repeating the sentence I just made and repeating simultaneously.

I immediately glared and froze at once. I am confused about how to respond. I was blushing at that time. Arif said what, Allah, what's wrong with him?

"Yaa Arif, Nasrul! Laa tatakallam 'remember ta'allum." Ustaz suddenly admonished us not to talk while studying. I haven't had the chance to answer yet, Arif has already answered first, "Na'am. Afwan ustaz .."

(Yes, sorry ustaz ..)

Happily, he apologized. After all, he's in the wrong too, right? In the end, I immediately rushed to focus again on studying and practicing all the mufrodat or vocab that the ustaz gave me for fear of being reprimanded and having to make more sentences.

Thirty minutes passed, and finally the distribution of the mufrodate was finished. I hurriedly cleaned up my stationery and wanted to get out of there immediately to take a shower. Nyegerin mind and body.

Oh yes, the routine at this cottage, usually after the distribution of the mufrodat, we will be ready to take a shower and eat before entering class. We will become ordinary high school students, like in high school schools in general.

However, that figure, Arif, immediately held my hand when I was about to hurry away. She whispered in my ear, "Rul, where are you going in a hurry? Do you want to take a shower? Have a shower together?"

I suddenly froze in place. Looks like my cheeks are getting red at this time. Gee!