The End of the Waiting for Love and Love

Go home

Lara POV

Roki invited me to register as a young member at BEM, but I was not confident.

But I did intend to change the situation, because I was bored for 4 months of college but only did lectures and doing assignments. There are no other activities outside of college. When Fita invited me to HIMATI, I was uncomfortable there. I was afraid that when Roki had invited me to the BEM, I let him down.

"Ki. I'm afraid that when I enter BEM, I have an uncomfortable feeling that I keep going out?" I asked Roki.

Before heading to BEM Secretariat.

"Yes belom has also entered Ra, have thought there aja..."

"But Ki.. Just in case, I'm afraid of playing Lo and the others"

"Yes, go ahead first"

Finally we both headed to the BEM secretariat room.

It was so scary for me to get in there, they were the tallest organization on campus.

The closer to the room, my guts shrunk.

My steps stopped, because I suddenly felt nervous.

"Ki. I don't PD any"

"Why Ra. this isn't as cool as Surya said it is"

"But Ki...."

"Udah ah ayoo, wait a minute"

Continuing my steps towards the BEM secret room.

Arriving there, the room seemed quiet there were only 3 people. They look like seniors.

Then we both ventured to knock on the secret door while saying our regards.

"Assalamualaikum. excuse me" said me and Roki.

"Walaikumsalam.." Those in the room answered.

They smile kindly.

"Please come in.." One of them let in.

"Yes my brother"

"What do you need?"

"Gini brother, we both want to register as a young member of BEM."

"Ooh.. You want to register, I'll take the form first"

I was a flashback when I first entered HIMATI they also gave a form.

Unfortunately, I was not active there.

**

Finally Roki and I filled out the BEM registration form.

They provide information that next week will be held dicsar (basic education) for young members.

The event is only on campus and does not stay overnight, but lasts for 2 days.

Because this is the 2nd wave recruitment so the student quota is only 10 people.

Fortunately me and Roki got the quota.

Even though we have a college holiday next week, we must still attend the event.

"Gapapa deh, even though the holidays are minus 2 days" my mind.

**

At 13:00 I went back to the boarding house. I plan to go home late in the afternoon.

At last until the cost I immediately tidied up the clothes and put in a bag. Yeah, I'll get ready to go home.

Before I go home I say goodbye to the owner.

After saying goodbye and packing, I prepared to leave the boarding house.

"Bye. bye... See you next week"

**

Arriving at home, my mother greeted me with happiness.

"Sayangggggg.." hugged me.

"Assalamualaikum..."

"Walaikumsalam... healthy mother's child?"

"Thank God, how are you, mom and dad?"

"Thank God we're healthy here."

"dad where's Mom?"

"So we went to the mosque"

"Oh yeah yeah..."

Then I rushed to take a shower and took out the clothes that were inside the bag. Some of them are dirty because I haven't had time to wash.

While waiting for my father from the mosque, we watched television.

Talking to my mom is something I miss. Although often telephoned, but still if talking directly more comfortable.

I also called my sister to let her know that I was on vacation at home.

📞 brother phone connection

Hello brother

Hello deck..

Brother, I'm at home.

Did you go back to deck?

Yes hehe.

Ohhh... How long is the deck?

Hmm a month like that

Long time too...

Brother when to go home?

Next week again.

Oh.. Brother want to talk to mom?

Where's mommy?

**

Then they call.

A few days later, my father came home from the mosque.

He was surprised to see I was home.

"Assalamualaikum.." said the father.

"Walaikumsalam.." I replied.

"Is Lara home yet?"

"Hehehe is father.."

"What time is it here?"

"It was 10 minutes before Magrib"

"Oh. Dad's gone, you came by kali yaa"

"Hemm looks like that"

"Who's mom called again?"

"Kasaaaa"

"Ohh... You come home, brother !! " dad made a loud noise for the brother on the phone to hear.

"Husssh daddy.." said mom.

"Aren't you coming home, aren't you the same dad?"

"It's a hell of a miss, but 2 weeks to go home" my brother said.

"Ooh that's it. Yes take care of your health, sister, eat a lot"

"Yes fatherhh"

**

After hanging up the phone, my mother invited us to eat together.

Then we headed to the dinner table and immediately devoured the delicious mother's cooking.

This momentum I always miss.

After eating I talked to my mom and dad. I'm authorized to follow the BEM organization.

I explained in detail my purpose of entering the organization.

And luckily they understood, although they were a bit worried about me. For fear that I was exhausted and not focused on college.

Maybe as time went by my parents started to free my wish as long as it was on the right track.

My father also reminded me that if there are activities that deviate from Islamic belief, do not follow.

Yeah, I'll remember all the messages Dad and mom gave me.

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