College Or College Ah?

A Devotion....

We arrived at the campground at exactly 1 pm, as soon as we set up the tent and performed congregational prayers we were asked to gather in the field for religious catering.

My friends and I listened to the material while noting important points in their respective journal books.

Shortly after the screening was completed, the brothers from the evaluation collected the sketches and travel records that had been assigned to us.

We were asked to explain the sketches of each group and I went forward to represent the group to explain my sketches, when I was in front I could see everyone had worked hard that day.

My old friends look sweaty and tired. The temperature at the campground was low but since we were walking nearly 3 hours from the entrance post, we were definitely sweating.

My eyes went around to the corners, and "Andreas is here too if he means really dong today there are night screams" I said in my heart.

I tried to explain my simple sketch with a slightly messy sentence to invite laughter from my friends and my level brother who listened. Understand that I have no preparation for HAHAHAHA.

Andreas was seen watching me from where he was sitting, when our eyes met he was seen throwing his face away as if disgusted to see me. "This is the kid why?" my question is in my heart.

When my presentation was over all applauded including Andreas who seemed rather proud of me.

"Na your picture is the best among others" said Karin.

I just smiled while feeling relieved because from earlier my legs were shaking no stop. The presentation was finished, even though my group was ranked second but I was quite happy because my work was quite satisfying to my other friends.

"Aren't we two champions?" My toot.

They compactly answer "ngga ko na nice!".

We were given 1 hour to rest and shower to then pray ashar congregation and back soldering.

I was about to walk to the bathroom that was located quite far from the tent, I went alone because the others had taken turns from earlier to share cooking tasks, cleaning the tent and bathing earlier.

I occasionally chatted with Arika and Hanifa who looked extremely tormented in this Religious Study. "Original yes want to go home really know not na?" Said Arika.

While Hanifa just hugged me while showing her pouting face.

We are a different group, but I hope that Hanifa and Arika will also enjoy the trip this time.

"Na, are you at home here?" Ask Arika.

"Yes it is the prima donna of the army again rose again" rayu Hanifa.

I just pinched the two while laughing amusedly as they were exaggerating HAHAHA.

"Raina was your presentation was good despite being nervous" said someone from a distance.

Aaaaahhh that Andreas he just greeted me after several times we breathed today.

Andreas walked towards me while glancing right left as if he was afraid that anyone would see his deed "big brother why wander?" my many.

A: Gapapa, you have nothing to bother, right?"

R: Me? Distracted? Same who? Ngaco

A: once again the chief of your army dares to be with you again! (with curious faces)

R : I do not want my brother to interfere with my problems, if my brother belain I do not have to be blatant because it is precisely their gang so that I think I'm negligent.

A: I just want you not to be harassed because every time I pass in front of them they must talk to you Hanifa just like Arika.

R: Yaudah is my business, brother is not to interfere! (with flat face)

I also left Andreas because Arika called me to follow soon. Hearing my last words, Andreas seemed rather sad. I'm not in the heart but because if left unchecked I'll just make my position unsafe. I have to make it clear that I have nothing to do with Andreas.

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I've been half-asleep due to full activities today, but me and the rest of my friends are already preparing for the night screams. Tonight's scream is not what most people imagine. We were directed into the only hall in the campground and the whole room lights were turned off.

We were only given group candles, we joined hands to the place and then sat neatly lined up. In front of us was lit up a big screen with a thick word that read :

"MY FATHER'S MOTHER GOT INTO COLLEGE TODAY!!! LOOK HOW MATURE I AM!!!"

From the title I just read it has been illustrated that the contents of this event is reminiscing about the services of parents throughout our journey. Previously seized mobile phones were suddenly stored in front of each group.

Meanwhile, after all the friends sat down, Setya as the Chief Executive of Religious Studies gave his welcome and gratitude because we have worked hard today.

Suddenly on screen was shown a documentary about a baby's journey from birth to stepping foot in university. My heart was instantly touched when one of the slides on the screen displayed paragraph after paragraph containing words of advice :

"However your hearts are hard...

no matter how cold your nature is to face something...

and no matter how high your prestige is today, the reason you sit together and gather in this place is your parents....

The old man with his blood and sweat can help you get to this point.....

The parents you often ignore the phone and the short messages, the parents you ignore the worries, the, the parents you never thought of when willingly did not sleep waited for you at the door of the house when you had not yet come home....

Today they are the ones you should love more than your love for anything...

Imagine if you haven't had time to love them with all your heart, but your parents have gone home to the Creator.....

Imagine when you come home from here, the red earth already covers the body of the person who always hugs you when you are sick. Imagine if they still do not love you with all your heart?........

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The tears that I had sustained from the first minute of the documentary's video being aired now fell as hard as they could. I can't take it anymore!!! "I want to hug my parents" I screamed in my heart.

All the friends who were present that night no one did not cry, not even the male friends let out a cry louder than the sound of a female cry.

After the video was over, we were given the opportunity to call our parents.

"Well, I'm sorry that I haven't been able to give anything to my mom just can't be a bother to be a real brother for my siblings" I said on the phone.

Mama without a word just cried hearing my breathless words.

Dad finally who joined to talk "teteh not troublesome, teteh right man process teteh should now try to be better yaa teteh should be excited there later the lecture should not be easily discouraged".

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For my parents :

There was a word that a little girl had not spoken to her two guardian angels

"i'm lucky to have you"

There is a word that a teenage girl has not spoken to two great people who always obey her will "I love you".

The unspoken word is the one I should have said many times in my life. I love you with all my heart from the moment I was conceived until I was conceived by Earth again.