Accompany Me with Hijrah

FAREWELL INVITATIONS

The sun was shining this morning. The clock just showed at eight in the morning. However, the Nusantara Campus has been full of students and parents respectively. The day that the final-level students had been waiting for had arrived. Graduations. Today they will all be declared to pass in front of their two parents. Seen their sumringah faces enter the hall of the Nusantara Campus.

Zarra was holding his mother's hand. Papa Zarra walked beside his mother. He proudly walked towards the hall. As soon as he reached the hall, Zarra delivered both of her parents to sit on the special seat of the old man. After that it headed for its own seat in the front row of students. After taking a seat, his eyes went around looking for the whereabouts of Asyifa and Amira. It's not hard to find both. Asyifa waved to Zarra. He with his black veil sat on a corner bench along with several students from his major. So did Amira.

The event began with a speech from the Rector of the Nusantara Campus. Then continued the speech of the dean of the faculty represented to the dean of the faculty of literature. And the long-awaited moment has arrived, which is students are called one by one ahead.

"Asyifa Alfathunissa," appears to the MC calling the name Asyifa. Asyifa seemed to be walking forward.

"Amira Fatimah Khana" Amira's name is a student cover of English Literature. Then continued with the Fisip department. To the name of Zarra called.

"Zarra Tsabita Khairunnida," as the MC read out her name, Zarra got out of her chair and walked forward. He was so nervous to walk forward. It was like a dream for him to be able to graduate today, because last minute once he was chasing to finish his script. A boisterous applause accompanied Zarra's steps as she stepped off the stage. He looked towards his parents. His father raised his thumb. He showed his graduation to his father. Atahnha.

Once the event is over, they do photos together per department. Then a photo with the family. As Zarra conversed with his parents, Asyifa and Amira and their families walked up to Zarra.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Asyifa.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Zarra. He then embraced Asyifa and Amira. "Congratulations?" he said.

"Either. Congratulations also finally on the sermon of Bang Fahri," whispered Asyifa half teasing. Zarra chuckled and glanced towards Fahri. Fahri was also looking at it. It was also wrong behavior.

"Congratulations, sister-in-law," said Amira. Zarra hugged him.

"Together, Sister-in-law," replied Zarra. Everyone laughed at their closeness. Then Fahri approached holding out a bouquet of red roses. Zarra was really surprised by the gift. Zarra accepted it without touching Fahri's hand. Fahri smiled looking at the happy twinkle on his future wife's face.

"Still, brother," Zarra blushed.

"Congratulations, Ra," said Fahri. Zarra nodded in shame. Fahri resigned because Humaira wanted to congratulate her Aunt Donat. With Husna in his arms, Humaira kissed Zarra on the cheek.

"Happy Aunt Donat has graduated," she said adorablely.

"Thank you, dear Humaira," Zarra replied as she kissed the boy's chubby cheek. Husna also hugged Zarra and congratulated him on his graduation. Zarra thanked Husna.

"Oh yes, have you checked your clothes and invitations?" asked Amira to Zarra. Zarra just remembered not having had time to go to the printing press to see the invitation. He patted his head.

"Udah, gapapa, Ra. The invitation was yesterday I checked, tomorrow we can take and share," said Fahri. Zarra smiled with relief.

"False, Brother. Sorry Zarra forgot to print yesterday. Abis checks Zarra's shirt home" said Zarra. Fahri nodded with a smile. That's how Fahri is, always reliable. It was getting late and they agreed to separate for the day. Tomorrow Asyifa will accompany Zarra to hand out invitations to their friends. Today ends with each other's happiness.

 

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The next day Zarra and Asyifa prepared to spread the wedding invitation of Zarra and Fahri, when Mama Zarra called them.

"Remember, don't go home late in the afternoon. Ati-ati on the street," said Mama Zarra. Papa Zarra's been back in Banjarmasin since last night. And it will come again next week during Zarra's marriage contract. Zarra and Asyifa agreed on Mama Zarra's message. They leave at eleven in the afternoon.

The invitation of Zarra and Fahri was not too much. Just friends and relatives. Zarra only invited her classmates. Malik's? Of course he invited according to Malik's request the other day. He knows Malik is still active on campus, while Kinar is taking a leave of absence. Hence he decided to hand out invitations on campus because today also the diploma and grades retrieval.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Zarra said. Agil and Gilang looked over.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Ra," they answered in unison. Zarra took out a stack of invitations and gave them to Gilang. Gilang who received it could not hide his surprise. And so do the other friends.

"Well, marry you, Ra? It's great! Abis graduation is directly married," exclaimed Agil.

"Alhamdulillah, Gil," replied Zarra.

"Famey? This is your husband's name? I thought you were going to marry Malik" said April. April is famous for its ceplas ceplos. Gilang who happened to be sitting beside April, immediately elbowed April's arm. April was in pain but she then closed her mouth.

"Gapapa, Gilang," said Zarra with a sweet smile. April sneered towards Gilang as soon as she got a defense from Zarra.

"Wild, Ra! Let's not get the habit of the mouth of this boy. Woman but her mouth is very cute," grumbled Gilang. April scoffed at him again. Zarra and Asyifa laughed at the behavior of their friends.

Joking around, April's eyes caught the figure of the man they had just talked about. Malik. He walked closer to them. Spontaneous April and Gilang stop laughing and tell Zarra that Malik has come. Zarra. He saw Malik approaching him.

"What's the matter, Ra?" asked Malik as soon as he arrived before Zarra. Zarra let out a long breath. Malik always forgot to say hello when he met him.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Lik" said Zarra. Malik sighed realizing his mistake again.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," Malik replied quickly. He looked at Zarra with a huff. "I don't have much time. Can it be accelerated?" asked Malik again. It was cold, so was the impression Zarra had captured.

"Calm, Malik. I just want to keep my promise" replied Zarra offering her wedding invitation. Malik hesitated to accept it. He read. The wedding invitations, Fahri and Zarra, read them inwardly. Then he laughed. Zarra scrunched his forehead. I don't know what Malik was laughing at, Zarra didn't want to bother. He turned around to go back to his friends with Asyifa.

"Wait, Ra!," stop Malik. Zarra was silent, without looking back at Malik. Asyifa was silent at the sight. He was tense to see the drama that happened between Zarra and Malik. "Can we talk for a minute?" asked Malik. Zarra turned around and laughed sinisterly.

"Don't you have much time?" Zarra asked. Malik sighed.

"Sorry to say that" said Malik. See? now who doesn't have time. Zarra invited Ashifa to follow Malik sitting at the end of the canteen.

"Can't we just say four eyes?" asked Malik as soon as he saw Ashifa following them. Honestly, Asyifa was offended. But Zarra's words made her a little calmer. Zarra clasped Ashifa's hand.

"I'm sorry, you're not my mahram. I don't want any slander between us" replied Zarra. Malik sighed again. Inevitably he had to say in front of Ashifa. He saw the invitation again. Playing it. Open it and read it.

"At last you got married, Ra? And this is our farewell invitation. In the past, you often really saw the design of the invitation card that you want to fill with our names," said Malik more like muttering. He smiled at the invitation. Zarra let out a long breath.

"Well, at least I still tell our farewells honestly and blatantly," Zarra replied half insinuatingly. Malik smiled softly. He looked at Zarra. So many changes to the woman who once faithfully accompanied him. He saw Zarra more beautiful even with a thin make up. He regretted remembering what he did to this woman. The woman who dreamed was only with him, but he left for a real trivial reason. If only at that time he could and dared to be honest with his mother about Zarra, and if only at that time he not only told, but also accompanied Zarra hijrah, he said, maybe now his name is with Zarra on the invitation card.

"No need to regret what happened. You and Kinar better focus on your future. You focus on Kinar. Love him for who he is. No matter what, she's the wife you choose. Learn commitment. Kinar needs you again. I'm sorry about what happened and I'm sorry I haven't been able to see Kinar. If you want to come to my show, take Kinar too," Zarra said as if understanding what her ex-boyfriend was thinking. Malik smiled.

"Thank you, Ra. I'm sorry about the other day. Kinar to this day still feels guilty about you. Yesterday we talked to my mom. Well, he still doesn't accept it, but it's our risk. God willing, me and Kinar will come to your show. Congratulations, Ra," Malik said with a sincere smile. Zarra nodded in a smile as well. Suddenly in his heart there was a sense of heartlessness to hear the story of Malik. But they also have to learn commitment. Marriage should be based on a strong commitment. Then Zarra went with Asyifa. Malik stared at Zarra's departure with a sigh.

"*You, Ra, have taught me what it means to be faithful, to be committed and to lose. I fell deeply in love with you. Even that feeling still exists today. You once filled my days with love and loyalty. But unfortunately, God wants us to separate. Maybe this is the best. Best for us. I hurt you once, but I'm happy you can rise from it all. Now, I really lost you. You have found your happiness even though you are not with me. May Allah bestow His blessings upon you and keep you always. Goodbye my lovely ex".

malik Ibrahim* -