Waiting for the Certainty of a National Service

First time I met you

My phone rang so loud, the alarm that woke me up every morning. I saw the wall clock at 4 a.m.

After the dawn prayers everyone is busy with their own activities.

Mom is busy with work in the kitchen, Dad and the youngest are busy feeding chickens and cats because at home have pets. As usual I was busy with cleaning the house and de Ani was in charge of drying clothes.

Mr. and de Ani left for work early because the distance from home to their workplace was quite far. Unlike me who only had 5 minutes at work.

When I got to school my phone rang back, he was Francisco sending me a message.

"Assalamualaikum, are you busy tomorrow?" message from Frans

"Wa'laikumsalam, no mas." My reply

"Alright, please send me the home address. Tomorrow I want to come home." Frans replied

I immediately said in my heart. What's he going to do to the house? what shall I do later? new to know too? well how is this with a look of panic because all this time I rarely introduce men to the house let alone this new familiar.

"We just met, met outside first how?" reply Mely message

"Why should it be outside? I'm on holiday tomorrow, I want to come home. Quickly send home location." Frans replied

Because there was no reply, Frans finally called Mely. But it was not lifted because at that time Mely was tidying up textbooks in the library.

The time showed at 12:00 for lunch, Mely went to the teacher's room for dzuhur prayer and lunch.

After praying and eating Mely saw her cell phone back and replied to a message from Frans.

"I'm sorry I was tidying up a book in the library." Mely said

Mely's phone rang again, a phone call from Frans

"Assalamualaikum, what's the phone? I'm still at school." said Mely

"Walaikumsalam, send me home address mumpung tomorrow holiday I want to meet." firmly Frans spoke

"Yes, well I'll send you, but my house is quite far away" said Mely

"alright. Oh yes mas already yes, I still have a job later I send my home address. Assalamualaikum." Mely hung up the phone before Frans returned her greetings.

Because Frans continued to force finally Mely sent home address.

Mely is not a careless child she just thinks it's not wrong if I give her the home address and she might as well go straight to the house. Fill Mely's mind at that moment.

Next day. Today is Saturday, since the great social restrictions or psbb Mely does not go to school.

When cleaning the house, suddenly a message notification sounds. Mely immediately took her phone and saw the contents of the message.

yes that's a message from Frans "I'm going to your house."

deg instantly Mely was silent without a word and instead muttered inwardly. Whahuh? he's really going to the house, so what do I do? what clothes to wear? how about talking to Mom and Dad? i'm rattled.

Mely went straight to her mother and said that Frans would be home today, she had already left and maybe 1 hour later she arrived.

An hour passed, and Mely's phone rang again.

"Hello, assalamualaikum" said Mely

"Walaikumsalam, I've arrived. Which side of your house is on the side of the road or into an alley? if you enter the alley to the front wait in front of the alley yes." said Frans

"Yes, I'm waiting in front of the alley" Mely told Frans

Before long a motorcycle approached Mely and opened the glass helmet.

Yes, he was Francisco who had only known for a few days and immediately wanted to visit home.

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