Second Pinang

The Loss of the Blue Hijab

Two women are busy in the teacher room of a private elementary school in Demak Regency. They're compiling a file. One of them reads the sequence of files that must be completed. One more person searched for the document that his friend meant.

When viewed from their age, they seem to be careless. Their faces were very serious in compiling the file. Disa Nur Izzah is compiling an important document with Rifana. They are struggling with the requirements for teacher professional education or often called PPG.

Disa received a letter from the Demak Regency Education and Culture Office, stating that she will participate in the selection of teacher professional education. Some people are envious of seeing their busy lives. There are some teachers who cannot follow the advanced school program for certain reasons. They don't bother about that.

"Astaghfirullahal' regime! I'm late for class ..., can you put my files together, Rif?" Disa patted her forehead with an incredible panic.

"Yes, go ahead first! This let me finish. What time are we at work?" tanya Rifana took the file that was in the hands of Disa.

"Four ten, thank you my dear friend. I'll buy meatballs for iced tea! Hi-hi-hi." Disa breezed away leaving Rifana

Bu Prapti smiled cynically at Disa's words. "Rif ..., Rif ..., you're such an innocent person, anyway! Just want to be used by Disa! Do you think she might not be wearing an insider? In your working life you're here longer." Bu Prapti tried to instigate Rifana.

Rifana just smiled and continued her activities. He tries to hide his own feelings. Just trying to accept God's plan. In fact, he was also disappointed not to get a call like Disa. But what can that woman do?

Rifana let out her breath. After finishing helping Disa compile the files, Rifana plans to go to the cafeteria. He needs his favorite drink, iced tea. The thirst reliever that is very soothing to the esophagus.

He finished teaching. At exactly ten in the morning, he had already held up his dossier and backpack. He waited for Rifana who did not return from the canteen.

Clunting!

A message goes to the device Disa. He immediately read whatsapp. It turned out that from Rifana who apologized could not accompany him to the Department of Education and Culture because he had to replace other teachers who were sick teaching. A little disappointed, he finally left alone.

Bu Prapti who saw Disa's disappointed face asked her. "Why are you sad, Dis?"

"Hmm? No, papa, Mom. It's just sad that there are no friends to the service," said Disa honestly.

"Lha Rifana?"

"Bu Rifana must replace Mr. Yanto teaching in class, ma'am."

"God, lie! At most he envies you! He is not ready to see you happy, so Rifana reasoned so!"

Disa scrunched her forehead. He just shrugged his shoulders not understanding what Bu Prapti meant. He was reluctant to respond to the speech of his interlocutor, and chose to immediately go to the service.

He walked towards the parking lot. Stretched on his motorbike maticnya and wear a blue helmet. Someone greeted me politely.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Miss Disa!" said a man wearing a batik uniform just like Disa.

Can look back and smile, "Wa'alaikum greetings, Mr. Adi."

"Where are you going, Mom?" ask Adi.

"To the education office, sir!" answer Cana short and start the engine motor.

"Do you want me to be with you, Mom?"

"Oh no need, sir! Come, Assalamu'alaikum!" Disa drives a motor away from the school building.

Adi, is one of the teachers who is still single there. Just like Disa and Rifana. He did avoid Adi who was clearly showing her liking. He does not want his friendship with Rifana to be tenuous and damaged just because of men.

Rifana never told her if she liked Adi. But, Disa can read it from the eyes of her best friend. There was clearly a twinkle of admiration when Rifana spoke to Adi.

"Sorry-sorry-sorry!" said the man with regret.

Disa took the key of the motor that fell due to the collision. And the man's hand also grabbed the thing he was about to take. He immediately released the motor key. The man looked up and noticed the opposite sex.

Muhammad Ardani, a staff officer in the education and culture service of Demak Regency was the one who collided with Disa. Dani sees the woman's look at a glance, giving her a hint that her current interlocutor is very protective of adab when dealing with the opposite sex.

Dani put the key back on the floor. It was the only way that Disa would not come into contact with him. Disa looked down and smiled at the way the man understood his wishes.

"Thank you!" said Disa still keep her eyes down.

"Sama-sama, and .., sorry for me rushing and bumping into you. Excuse me."

Disa nodded and took the key. Dani left the building towards the car, and looked over for a moment. He smiled for what. Then get into that four-wheeled vehicle.

It's headed for the staffing room. He saw some people queuing up while carrying files. He thought, maybe they are just like him. Can be asked to collect files first and given a queue number.

"Sit down, Mom. Later called according to the queue," explained the officer who gave the number to Disa.

Many whispered where the officers were supposed to serve them. He does not want to gossip. He chose to open his little mushaf and started chanting verse by verse. Until he was swept away and did not realize that he was in front of the waiting room.

"Sadaqallahul azim." Disa closed her mushaf and put it back in the bag.

His name was called and he went inside. He was sitting in front of a man. The file is being reviewed by the man. When the person looked up their eyes accidentally looked at them.

The heart beats faster than usual. He immediately lowered his gaze again. The man immediately knew who was in front of him. Dani is reunited with the woman he hit.

Dani explained that Disa's file is complete and will be sent to the center immediately. He asked that the woman be patient and look forward to the next schedule. He was ready soon after his business was finished. He went to the mosque because I saw Adzan calling him.

"Alhamdulillah." Disa breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Grateful for what he went through today to be reunited with the dzuhur adhan. Disa to wudhu place. She removed the blue headscarf and started to turn on the water faucet. While kusyu' was washing the face, the blue hijab was quickly disappeared.

Disa only realized when the wudhunya was over. She was confused looking for where her blue hijab was. A mother approached him and asked.

"What's up, Ma'am?" ask the mother.

"I lost my hijab, Mom." He was still searching for his possessions.

"Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi roji. How can?"

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