The Heart of Raisya

KKN Departure

From the results of the deliberation between my family and Irfan family, the engagement event of Sofi and Irfan will be held after I return to KKN. Means about two more months.As an older brother I can only pray for the best for my sister. It was common in our neighborhood to get engaged and married at a young age. The thoughts of my parents are only the responses of people, because they are afraid that people will compare my fate with the fate of Sofi. My parents were also worried because I was the first child to be stepped on by my sister.

"Ummi abi, don't worry! Raisya is fine.No need to be horrified what people say later. Sofi is still engaged, not married. For example, Sofi wants to marry and step over Raisya it is not pamali ummi abi. Because Raisya has been married."

"Yes but still we don't feel good about you, son. I'm sorry Abi changed your status like this, if abi first firmly maybe another story."

"Had not been brought up again the matter, Raisya sincerely, this is already the best of God. God willing there is wisdom behind all this."

"Yes son, I hope you will also soon meet the best soul mate."

"Amin.." I, Sofi and ummi agree.

Two weeks ago, there was no news at all. I was thinking, but there was no way I could go to his house. Because in addition to shame I am also reluctant because parents mas Andi do not know our relationship, as well as my parents. I forbid Sofi to tell ummi and abi. Because before we step into a more serious relationship, I'm not going to introduce him to my parents. I'm afraid that if something goes wrong, it will disappoint them.

Tomorrow I will start to leave KKN, today I start packing everything I need to bring. There are clothes, hijab, books, blankets, umbrellas, sandals, toiletries, tool mak up, changer, laptop and others. Do not forget to bring instant noodles and snacks. Because I'm going to KKN for about 50 days, and he said he can't go home at all unless very urgent.

"Have all this been with him?"

"Emm. I think it's already dik, just bring the cooking tools. I'm just gonna get some teflon hehe."

"How many people are in a group?"

"There were about 20 men, 12 women and 8 men."

"Seru certainly yes mbak? So I can't wait for KKN hehe..."

"Say I want to graduate soon because I want to get married, right? or maybe this year's wedding?"

"What the hell mbak, not that also times.20 people is one class mbak?"

"From several classes and majors, but hopefully we can be solid because from my class only 2 people, I'm the same Taufik. It was the same Mimi but Mimi was pregnant again young so exchanged sma Taufik that, because it was easy if it was still close to where she lived.Pregnant people are easily tired, too. So there's compensation from a construction lecturer like that."

"Oh yes, the spirit of mbak. Zemoga smoothly KKN. ya already mbak rest aja, tomorrow will leave in the morning, I also want otewe to kapuk island."

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The next day, I was ready to go to college at 7 a.m. Sofi escorted me, because I was leaving on a mini bus with the others.

The distance from campus to the city of S only takes 2 hours, because it turns out the location is not in the city, but in the village.

We finally reached our destination. We drop off our luggage one by one. There we stopped at the village chief's house. We were given a place in an empty house right in front of the village chief's house, but for which the man slept in the village chief's private musholla located in front of the empty house. For their belongings in the outermost room of this empty house. It is said that this empty house is occupied by his brother Pak kades who was wandering. Because only his son lived, his son lived together in the house of the kades sir. If you go home here then the house is occupied. The furniture is still complete there are cabinets and beds.but we agreed to sleep together in the family room.

The first day we had the task of organizing the management. Furthermore, each section must have a program for the next 50 days. I'm part of the religion and I happen to be the chairman, there are 3 members. We also share cooking pickets for women and hygiene for men.

Day three we started the program. We sie religious visit to the mosque. mingle with children who teach there. And we also help ustadz teach girls najai. The distance of the mosque to the house of Pak kades is quite far. about 1 kilo meters.so we borrowed the motor provided at the house of the kades, two boncengs so. Understand that the village has no ticket.

Until now there has been no news from Mas Andi, I still think. But because of the many activities I ignore. Because right now my priority is KKN's job.

Tonight we stayed outside, because our TV was placed on the outside terrace, so we could watch with our boyfriend. There was no awkwardness with each other because we had already met each other.

"Woi ciwi ciwi make coffee dong so do not sleepy." Bima as the head of the group gave the order.

"Ready commander!" Dan and lina. Because it was our picket today.

In the kitchen, Taufik approached us.

"Don't be too sweet, see you're so sweet I'm diabetic." Taufik teased Lina.

"Cie ehm ehm, there's another PDKT." I nudged Lina's arm with the elbow.

"Oh Rai, Taufik really likes to joke."

"Who says I'm kidding, I'm again this business, who knows KKN home bring his former candidate mother. Yes where is the coffee let me take it." Pinta Taufik.

"Be careful what it takes! If the kesandung is not so drinking coffee you know fik." I chanted.

"Yes Bu Ustadzah. Eh Raisya I need to be with you, but tomorrow I'll relax tomorrow." My friends used to call me with jokes Bu Ustadzah, because among them in my class, I was the only graduate of the pesantren.

"Come Fik, remember me tomorrow!" Taufik raised his thumb.

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