When God Loves Me

Graduation (plot riani)

Today was one of the special moments of my life, four years that were not easy for me, working while in college certainly drained my physique and my mind.

at 06:30 AM local time I had rushed out of the boarding house to the venue of my graduation, of course with my father and mother who had just come from the village last night.

With proud steps I took my mother and father into the building, sometimes my mother looked at me with tears in her eyes, I kept pretending not to know and remained cheerful before them, maybe I'm overconfident but I hope mom and dad are proud of my graduation.

A little flashback when I decided to continue college, at that time I just moved to a green boarding house located not far from the campus and I happened to get a room on the second floor, which is not the case, so I often see students hanging out in the cafe opposite my boarding house, watching them chatting with friends while holding books and in front of them laptops, I often daydream if I could be like those who are studying and hoping to have a good future, while I am still young but I myself am confused if there is a better chance of my work now, I often worry about whether the employment contract will be extended or not because I often do not believe in myself because I do not have special skills.

until there was a point I ventured to wonder about the campus, while looking for if there was an affordable campus for employees like me, while looking for an affordable fee, and thank God he can be helped by his mother irma (cost mother) who accompanied me to the campus and was grateful to have the opportunity to enroll as a student, at that time I did not have enough costs but Irma helped to talk to the campus, because some campus staff knew bu irma (some costs in place of bu irma). And at this time of course I also gave an invitation to attend graduation for ma'am irma because he helped me a lot during this time.

at that time after I enrolled in college I decided to go home first, to tell my mother and father, and then, their response was certainly no prohibit but they were afraid that until my lecture was not completed because of economic constraints, I continued to convince my mother and father that this was the path I chose, I will try as much as possible, and the words that come out of your mouth are "proud mom you want to fight for your dreams, but don't be too hard on yourself huh ayu" while rubbing my head.

While the father did not comment at all, he immediately moved from his seat and immediately prepared a motorbike because he wanted to take me to the bus terminal to go back.

While waiting for the bus, I immediately opened the conversation "Ri, if your decision to go to college is good, but you also have to learn to be responsible with your decision done until the end, right, sorry that you can't send you to high school, remember what message you started with bismillah you don't stop until you say thank you" at that time I held my tears to fall, I just ducked while squeezing my jacket I don't want to cry, I don't want you to worry.

I said goodbye to my father and got on the bus, on the bus I cried so much I was happy because my parents were taking my steps, I believe that because of their God willing I will also get ridho from Allah, I believe that it is Allah who will accompany my journey to my ideals.