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"Eyza, are you in college today?" ask the Mother who is watching television.
"No Bun, I'll just wait for the trial schedule."
"Then, you help Mother to school Dya and Dita yes. Mommy can't attend meetings, in Dad's office there is an event, Mommy must accompany Dad."
"What meeting is Bun?"
"Test preparation."
"Oh, yeah Bun, Eyza's meeting later."
"Yes, Mother and Father leave first!"
"Yes Bun."
I immediately got ready to attend a meeting at the school of Dya and Dita.
Almost two hours I attended a meeting at the school of Dya and Dita, finally finished too. All the parents and representatives of the disciples' parents came out of the room.
I did not go home but to the school cafeteria first, suddenly wanted to remember the old school days. When I got to the cafeteria I ordered mango juice and sat down on the canteen bench.
"Here, I used to be with Sister Sarah ever chat, eat meatballs together, exclamations together. How are you now, huh? Sister Sarah, I'm miss you so much."
Suddenly Nita surprised me from behind.
"Dorrrr!"
"Hey Nit! You're here? Not a school in liburkan because there is a meeting of parents of students?"
"Yes but I took Mama to the cake shop, and then all the meetings, yes I've been with you."
"Where is your mom's turf?"
"Home home."
"You're not coming home?"
"Eh, that's me I still have business, so I haven't come home yet" Nita said and smiled at me.
"Actually I know that Sister Eyza who was present from Dya, so I defended going to school just to meet you, sister," said Nita in her heart.
"Miss can we sit here, sister?"
"Oh, can. Of course I can," I replied, and Nita sat down before me.
"You want some juice?"
"No, brother, thank you I had a drink."
In the school cafeteria, Nita and I talked about a lot of things, from movies, music and school lessons to talking about the teachers at school, making me reminisce about my time in high school, when I was in school here.
Suddenly Nita held the friendly palm of my hand, making me quite surprised.
"Sister, I'll borrow his hand for a second!"
"Borrow hands?"
"Groupshsttttt!" nita said, then a boy approached us.
"It turns out this guy is really your boyfriend Nit?"
ask Yogi to Nita.
"Well, is it unclear? two months ago when we met at the mall, I would have introduced this Eyza sister as my girlfriend."
"I thought you were just pretending to avoid me."
"Here you go, Yogi, we broke up. Please don't bother me anymore."
"If not wrong, sister Eyza, alumni here huh?" yogi asked me, I just smiled and nodded my head.
"So you're an alumni here?" nita asked with her surprised face, I just smiled to answer her question.
"Well, I won't bother you anymore Nit! I admit your taste is pretty good, drop out of me, you got a college student alumni at this school anyway."
"Thank you, and I hope you don't follow me anymore, I know every time you get any info about my whereabouts, you'll follow me right?"
"Haha okay, okay I'm not going to follow you again, I'm going!"
"Okay, please!"
Yogi looked at me and Nita then left in front of us.
"Hhhhhhhhh alhamdulillaaaah" said Nita, then released her hand from my hand.
"Sorry, Brother, I'm holding Brother's hand again."
"It's okay, but what's the hand?"
I smiled at Nita's response.
"Nita is actually a fun girl, if you've talked to her, my teenage soul is back up so it's remembered the days of High School. She was also sweet and seemed kind-hearted, though sometimes a bit aggressive indeed," I murmured inwardly but suddenly.
"Don't look here!"
A cekrekkk!
Nita asked me to take a picture together using her cell phone camera.
"It's okay, brother? Make memories."
I just smiled, "OK."
"Can I ask you no?"
"Ask what?"
"Is wearing a hijab for a Muslim woman obligatory?"
"Why are you suddenly asking like that?"
"I don't know why it feels like I want to wear it but my heart isn't really steady yet."
"In the Qur'an the letter of al ahzab the fifty-nine verse. Allah Subhanahu wa ta'ala said, which sounded more or less like this. O Prophet, say to your wives, your daughters and the wives of believers. Let them stretch out their veils all over their bodies. That is so that they are easier to know, therefore they are not disturbed. And Allah is Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful. How is Nita going to follow God's orders or not? If you are still doubtful or do not hold true, wait until your heart is absolutely sure, so you wear the hijab because God is not for anything else."
"Oh, is that so, brother?"
"Yes so in the opinion of Brother."
"Udah handsome, sholeh again. Very suitable for a husband, surely Eyza can be a good father for my children later," Nita said in her heart while continuing to smile at me.
"Dame!"
"Youtdoor! You daydreaming?"
"Not really, sister."
"Wouldn't you go home, would you stay here or go home with Brother?"
"You brother, would. I'm going home with Brother!" nita answered with sparkling eyes.
"Yes, we're home!"
We also walked to the motorcycle parking lot, after wearing a helmet Nita sat behind me with a sideways sitting position because she wore a skirt.
"Wouldn't you take me for a minute?"
"Where?" I keep riding my motorcycle.
"To the store that sells items for birthday gifts, my friend has a birthday."
"Oh, can you tell me later where to stop."
"Yes Brother!"
After walking for twenty-five minutes finally arrived at the store that Nita meant.
"Stop, stop here Brother!"
I turned to the store and stopped my bike.
In the store Nita chose the item she wanted to buy, while I was looking around for sunglasses. Until finally Nita came over when I was trying on a pair of sunglasses, then took a picture of me.
"What's Nit made of? Make memories again?"
"Yes, brother, hehehe."
I just smiled and shook my head. Nita just kept shooting me from the side, then the front.
"Sister Eyza!"
As soon as I turned to him, he took a picture of me.
The czechrekk!
"If I'm an artist, you have to pay this price. How many photos have I taken on your phone?!"
"Hahaha Eyza can do it!"
"Yuk, brother, go home! I've got the stuff I'm looking for."
"Okay, wait a minute Brother pay this first!"
I went to the cashier and I paid for the sunglasses I wanted, and then we left the store to continue on our way home.
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