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Uneasily

"What the hell is this?" Najwa is curious and opens the small bag that Gus Azmi gave her.

A small gift was inside her, Najwa immediately opened it.

"Perfumes?"najwa's mind is full of question marks.

Inside was a small letter that read,

_please use_

"Why did he give me perfume? I smell, huh?" Najwa tried to smell her scent.

"No.... I don't smell..., but what does this mean...?" Najwa was busy talking to himself.

"Najwa..., what's the matter here? Isn't it your congregation?" Ask one of the ndalem.

"Is it iqomah?" Ask Najwa.

"Yes, there's a whip! Can takzir again later you..," remember him.

"Yes-yes, thank you...." Najwa immediately ran.

***

That night Friday night, after Jam'iyyah sughro the students no more activities. Many of them do, some are washing clothes, cooking, some are busy chatting, some are asleep. At that time Najwa was still daydreaming in the mushola hut..

"What does Gus Azmi mean? Why did he give me perfume? Am I the first santri ever given a gift by Gus e...? Or is it just a sign of gratitude Gus Azmi for massaging umi?"

Najwa could not stop asking in his heart. Najwa wants to tell Eli, Ziza or Mala. But Najwa was afraid that it could be a big rumor in the princess's cottage.

"Yes Allah.... Take care of the heart of the servant...."

Najwa did not want to expect more than what he experienced, because he knew how he was positioned. He was only a santri whereas he was the son of Kyai Qomarudin, a great kyai who indeed if there was something between him and Gus Azmi, it would be impossible for the family to agree with their relationship.

"Far in my heart actually happy.., but it's claustrophobic if you know this reality...."Najwa Mumbled.

The next day as usual before dawn, Najwa was already in ndalem cooking vegetables for the santri. Since yesterday afternoon Najwa so often silent and daydreaming.

"You sick wa? How lethargic?" Ask Ziha.

"Yeah...! No really.... Just remember the house, it does not feel like it has been almost 2 months..," explained Najwa lying.

"Not yet a sideburn?" Connect her.

_sambang is when parents santri visit dipondok_

"Yet, yesterday was just a phone call...."

"Patience.... Maybe your mother's father is still bothered," said Ijul calming.

"Yes...." Answer Najwa slowly.

Actually in his heart Najwa still keeps thinking about Azmi guz, he can not dismiss the strange taste that arises because of her.

"What's really wrong with me? Stop thinking about her dong.... Conscious Najwa...! Aware...! There is no more meaning to that perfume.... Don't let it play with your feelings...." The turmoil in Najwa's mind.

Suddenly Gus Azmi enters the kitchen taking something, Najwa pretends not to know but cannot. Accidentally the gaze their eyes met, Gus Azmi smiled very sweetly to Najwa. As Najwa's heart rippled between happy or what, Najwa could not interpret the vibration.

"Yes Allah.... Forgive me if I fall in love with him...." Pinta Najwa in heart.

It was the hardest day for him. Because Najwa could not control his feelings to not think about Gus Azmi. Najwa continued to convince his heart that he would not deserve to be with him. But it's all for nothing. Gus Azmi's shadow always fascinated her.

"Why wa...? Really lethargic?" Eli asked curiously.

"No.... I want to rest first...!" Najwa took his padded pillow ready for the fall.

"I'm asking for perfume, yeah" Eli opened Najwa's locker.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Najwa curiously.

"But you bought perfume?" Added Eli.

Ziza who just came along spoke.

"When did you buy perfume? We didn't go to the perfume shop?" Ziza curious.

"What...?" Najwa just woke up and woke up. "Yes...! Yesterday I bought perfume..., I forgot Ziza...?" Najwa said a lie.

"Take the hell...?" Ziza is still curious.

"Perfume expensive nie...." Eli judged and tried it.

"Harum.... I asked for ya...?" Eli Permission.

"Don't this one.., this one just yeah." Najwa gave another perfume.

"Trial that one...." Whine Eli.

"Don't...! This is new..., this one is all right...? Come on...!" Tawar Najwa's.

"Yes, the important thing is to smell.... Hehehe 😁" Eli smiled warmly.

"I went to the cafeteria first huh..," Eli also rushed out of the room to the cabin canteen.

But Ziza was still curious and tried to remember the smell of the perfume that Najwa bought.

"Like her smell is not foreign...?" Ask Ziza.

"Take the fuck...? Her name is a lot of perfume.., surely you have smelled her while on the street..." Najwa said, asking for perfume in Ziza's hands.

"Where did you get this perfume? We didn't go to the perfume shop.... I remember that...." Decte Ziza.

"There's definitely something..., isn't there?" Force Ziza to make Najwa blunt.

"But this is a secret...." Najwa finally said.

"Why?" Ziza curious.

"Because the one who gave it was Gus Azmi...." Najwa bluntly.

Ziza still does not believe that the allegation of Azmi's gus being interested in Najwa is true.

Ziza recalled something confirming that the perfume was the perfume Gus Azmi used to wear.

"How can...? So my preconceptions have been right all along.... Azmi is the type of guy who does not care about girls, if until he gives perfume to Najwa means there is something. Azmi was indeed interested in Najwa..," Inner Ziza raged over what she knew.

"Maybe as a gift because yesterday I was giving a massage to umi." he explained.

"You sure?" Ziza is still curious.

"As expected you are wrong wa...." His inner.

"If not, let alone try? I have no right to hope for more.... How could he possibly be interested in me anyway? Santri's always pissing her off...." Najwa took a deep breath.

"I should think like that, right?" Ask Najwa.

"I don't know.... It all depends on you.... I hope so.... " Ziza's reply calmed the anxiety of Najwa's heart.

"I'm sure he's really interested in Najwa.... The perfect pretty girl...." Mumbled Ziza's heart.

"This secret is yes.... I don't want to be a gossip.... Moreover, this is about Gus Azmi..," pinta Najwa.

"Yes.... I'm keeping your secret...."

"Promise..," Najwa convinces Ziza to promise, but Ziza answers her with a smile.

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