All Chapters of PESANTREN GAY STORIES: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

I'm really happy. To my relief, I finally had half an hour to be alone. I ran towards the roof of the Al-Fathah building, there was a large area where I could see the sunset or sunrise. Or maybe just being alone like me. I am happy to be alone here in the afternoon, because the children are usually busy taking baths at this time. I can take my time.I was silent, began to direct my gaze towards the sky. The atmosphere is very reassuring here. The trees also look earthy with their shadow to the ground. The leaves moved slowly along with the soothing evening breeze. I'm comfortable here. My front hair bangs up and down.I daydream for a while here. Reflecting on what I've experienced today with Arif. I swear that kid, really annoying. From morning till evening, he kept messing up my life. From dawn even! Even though the previous day, he had never acted recklessly like this. I can't be loved! It's like he's just playing with me. But how to relieve the nervousness whenever

Someone grabbed my arm, then pointed it at something. He moved and rubbed slowly, until something got bigger. Like swelling.I still don't care. I'm quite tired from all the activities today. I just want to sleep well and forget everything. I'm really tired all day! It feels like my energy is being sucked in and completely exhausted by Arif, including the consequences of the sentence this afternoon. I'm sleepy. Universe ... Please tell them, don't have a single one to bother me!Then I felt the 'naughty' hand slowly moving towards my chest. Around that sensitive area, he continued to grope slowly. It's so calm. Me, who is sleeping well, starts to be disturbed. Who is it? My eyes slowly opened. And I immediately turned to the direction left, where the person with the arm came from. I squinted, trying to identify this person."Akhyar?" I asked softly because I didn't want to make a scene to the whole crowd. He smiled. Still - politely, I held his arm in silence. H

Shit! No wonder I was really lazy to play soccer. I already said I didn't want to go crazy. But Rafli insisted on persecuting me instead. With weak steps, I was forced to follow him to the field. And because I was so lazy, I decided to go to the field wearing sandals.I saw several children gathered in the field. Ah, I counted for a moment, it turned out that there were only ten people. Five against five. Alright, with compulsion - even though my body doesn't feel very good - there's nothing wrong with me participating in this game. If I'm really tired, then it's easy, just stop right away.I went in and started playing on the field. My mood changed over time as the more I chased the ball, chased the falls and the goals I felt. Fun. Sweating can actually change your mood, huh? The impression of a sweaty guy looks tantalizing because their mood might turn out good. Eh?But the cave has been lazy from the start, bad luck manifested itself in front of me: the claw