
The night of the takbir, the echoing sound of takbir added to the eve of Lebaran who just counted the hours...
Nisa left by boat alone in between by her father...
the 5-day trip arrived in the destination city, foreign felt new down the stairs of the ship...
Nisa was shocked when someone approached her...
"please give me alms, my child has not eaten for 2 days...
"this is buk take it..
thanksmeme it...
"people look at me if you know I'm new here, whether I gave the wrong money, Nisa muttered in her heart...
soon someone else came asking...
at the port there is already a family of fathers who come to pick up, a father, who there called pakde...
upon arrival at his family's house Mr. Nisa near the governor's office there is a small alley into which is where the house is densely populated, simple house...
only 1 day break, tomorrow we enter at 9 am to the campus...
spirit !!
the next day Nisa and her father took a taxi to ATKP, during a conversation with the driver...
"from where?
"from Papua sir, with the pedenya Nisa replied, even though maybe the address here wkwkwkwk...
while scratching the head that does not itch indicates that in other words or there are other things hehe.pak taxi driver was while driving...
"son, don't follow people fancy style, the school is right" ..
"yes sir thank you for the advice"
good people again found Nisa in a foreign place who had just set foot here when they had just met at that time and did not know...
on the way do not pay attention to the building of a multi-storey building, a large mall and so on, which in mind Nisa at that time in the campus is like what...
yahoo.jreng.jreng..
at that moment, Nisa's breath felt stopped and her heart beat very fast like running a marathon, seeing the scenery in front of the eyes of a luxury car lined up, and Nisa alone in a taxi, and Nisa alone in a taxi,realized he was not like his other friends who did not care...
after paying the taxi fare..
"thank you sir for delivering"
"same as a son"
...
mr. Nisa can only deliver until the post..
with the move of the pedenya Nisa began to enter the campus, a lot of prospective cadets have arrived early and Nisa the last person to come, Cinderella ya ckckck...
all the catars were dressed in high school uniforms and brought flowers to the daughter and son carrying a mango tree,and Nisa brought asoka flowers from her home in papua pas happened to mama Nisa likes to plant flowers so many flower collections 😁...
all of them on carry a suitcase and Nisa herself uses a backpack considering the message of the father who is the time management committee in Jayapura if you enter using a bag only because the suitcase is carried in the pikul in wkwkwk...
and Nisa herself is wearing a ckckck backpack...
while waiting in line to make a re-list at that time already stood the seniors who had been waiting for us...
nisa's Turn...
"good morning brother"
"don't pick up brother"!
gleekkk heart Nisa heart would be dislodged, then entered this way...
"call him senior Mas if a guy, if the Ma'am senior girl !!
"get ready mbak I do not know, answered Nisa" !, yes yes yes yes yes I realized I was in Surabaya so yes that is when I mean because the Indonesian language murmured Nisa in the heart" hahaaa..
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