Hijab And Waiting

The New Day

Diana was still standing upright looking at the new school that would be her place to continue her education. He saw the school was not even a third of the school he used to be in the city. Diana's school in the city was indeed an elite school where many children of businessmen and nobles were there. Luckily Diana was a smart child, so she could get into her Favorite school through a scholarship.

"Assalamualaikum", greet someone who breaks his daydream.

"Waalaikumsalam" Diana replied.

"You want a list, son?"asked the middle-aged woman before him. She was one of the teachers at the school, her name was Bu Ira.

Diana just nodded slowly. Diana is then led to fill out a new student registration form. After all the administrative matters were over, Diana was also excused to return home.

"Don't forget to wear a hijab and brackets!" the middle-aged woman reminded.

Diana did not answer, she just kept quiet and thought.

How'this? Why should I go to school like this. I don't even know how to dress a Muslim. Diana.

Diana left the middle-aged woman. He decided not to go straight back home and chose to take a walk around the village where the village had become his residence now. Throughout the journey, many eyes were looking at Diana with questioning eyes. They also started whispering to each other. Diana who felt the center of attention began to look unsettled, she accelerated her footsteps.

Tin....

Motorcycle horn from behind Diana. He also looked back. He saw a handsome young man approaching him. Diana, who felt that she did not know the man, did not pay attention to him, and increasingly accelerated her footsteps.

"Hey...Diana.", greet the young man.

Diana who heard her name mentioned immediately stopped her footsteps.

Why does he know my name? Diana

"You're Oma Nuri's granddaughter, right? I'm the neighbor who lives in front of your house, let me take you. We'll be in the same direction", invite the young man gently.

Diana seemed to think.

"Come on, don't hesitate. Does my face look like a villain?!" said the young man while flattering his sweet smile.

"No, brother, thank you. Coincidentally I still want to take a walk", Diana subtly declined.

"It turns out that it's true well they say, Oma Nuri's granddaughter who this girl is very arrogant" said the handsome young man named Faiz while laughing a little provoking Diana's anger.

"What do you mean, brother?" diana's tone began to taper.

"So you won't be with me?" refer Faiz again.

Diana was reluctant to go along, but in the end she got on Faiz's motorcycle.

His fear also floated high.

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"It seems we cannot continue this friendship with Diana" Adit said sadly.

"Why Dit?" diana asked sadly.

"My parents would have reduced my allowance if they knew I was still friends with you" Adit said sadly.

Diana ran to the back of the school garden.

I thought there would be a rich handsome prince who would fall in love with Cinderella who came from a poor family. But it turns out it's only in fairy tales. Unfortunately for my fate, do not have more relationships, just friends they have to choose. The basis of the rich are all the same, arrogant and haughty. Diana.

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"It's up to Di" said Faiz again disperse the reverie Diana.

"Oh yes, thank you sister" said Diana briefly.

"I'm Faiz, it's my house", show Faiz to the front of his house.

"uh.iya sister", said Diana was still awkward.

"Are you on the school list?" ask Faiz again.

"It's over sister" replied Diana briefly.

"Well, if I go home first, yes" said Faiz.

"Yes, my sister, thank you again", replied Diana as she was.

Faiz only showed off his playboy smile. Yes, in that village Faiz is very famous playboy. In his high school, he was among the most handsome young men and often had a change of girlfriend.

Diana went into her room and looked in front of Faiz's house from behind her bedroom window.

"Where is the new school?" tanya Dimas.

"What the hell is the deck, ngagetin mbak aja" said Diana while stroking the chest. "How are you? haven't you seen the new school yet?" ask Diana again.

"Udah mbak, if I'm sure to be the center of attention mbak, the most important thing in school" said Dimas proud of himself.

"The real school", while throwing a pillow at Dimas.

"Sir, are you still sad?" tanya Dimas wanted to make sure.

"No, it's been. Everything's gonna be fine. You are also a real school, must finish with good grades" said Diana encouraged her sister.

Dimas walked out of Diana's room.

It is unfortunate indeed their fate, at an early age must live without parents. Nurtured by Oma Nuri who is not so well-off. Even Diana had to forget all her ideals to continue her education to college. Though she was all her might to persuade her Oma to allow her to stay in the city with Ayu Mother, the foster mother who takes care of her scholarship at the Favorite school in the city first. But Oma did not give permission for various reasons.

Oma's situation is increasingly difficult in the city, plus Opa can no longer work as before because of the age factor, so Oma decided to go home. And definitely her by bringing to her four grandchildren.

Remembering it all, making Diana again sad, her eyes began to glaze as if the grains of clear water would soon flow profusely from the corner of her eyes.

Shortly after the adhan maghrib reverberated, Diana also immediately carried out her obligations. Diana grows up to be an independent girl, and also an adult. During his stay in the village, he began to learn to be a righteous girl. At the time, he did not wear the hijab.

After finishing carrying out her obligations, Diana was prepared still with her face to go to teach. That's the new routine that he will live, while in the city Diana is rarely involved in such activities. Not forgetting before leaving, he said goodbye to Oma and her Opa.