Zia's Love Story

Chapter 6 First Impression

When my hand was about to open the adhesive envelope, there was suddenly a shocking sound from the top of the stairs...

“Dor... hayoo what is it?”

It turned out that Ika from upstairs knew I was secretly looking for a safe place.

“Aiish... what the hell makes me shocked,” while hitting his arm as he approaches me. His eyes were directed to my hand holding the envelope.

“Waah got the money anyway. Treaty of doonk...” he said while smiling expectantly.

“This was pocket money for my training to the next city, hopefully there is a rest. I must have bought it after training, if the money is still. Hahahaha..” I laughed and put the envelope in the bag.

Shortly thereafter Nurul and Ika came from the side to join.

“Wah any news like you guys laughing siih.” Widya's words were answered by Ika.

“This is it, Zia just got the envelope. We want to be treated if the money is still after training. We doain only, hopefully true.”

“Waah, asyiik.. manganese gedhen (large meal) niih... hehehe.” Nurul Sahut.

“Iya..doain course hope the training is smooth yes friends, and most importantly niih... I hope the envelope is plenty. Hihihi..” I whispered half a whisper and covered my mouth with one hand on the last sentence. 

“Aamiin...” Compact the three of them agree, I said.

Ika ask, “Emang want to leave when and how many days?”

“The activity starts tomorrow the day after, precisely on Monday. If it is on schedule it is likely until next Saturday. So a week deeh..” I replied.

“Just keep the spirit and keep the health yes Sob!” Sahut Widya's.

“God's Insya. Thank you for your support, hopefully you can follow the activity smoothly! By the way if there is a duty from our Lecturer, please notify ya! Hope there's time to work so I don't miss the course.” My answer.

“Pastile. Just chill. You just focus on training. About the task as usual.we will prioritize cooperation. Yes no friends?” Nurul replied to the others.

“Connected college today is done, let's go home!” Bring Ika.

We all agreed to the invitation and went home. I came home happy and relieved to have good friends like them. It is true said Mr. Teacher in the old school, that “searching for enemies is easy but finding good friends is not easy. If Allah SWT gives you a good friend, who still supports you in joy and sorrow then keep and give thanks.”

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The next day I got ready to pack, started arranging clothes for training purposes that must be brought, ranging from black subordinates, white tops, sports clothes, alma mater suits, and so forth. Not to forget I also equipped with toiletries, towels, and blankets. Not to mention sports shoes and sandals. Stationery also should not be missed. Hijab and accessories, socks, and other spare clothes.

There are a lot of things I have to carry. To the extent that Kak Khotim who passed in front of the room stopped and said, 

“This is for training or homecoming? Lots of luggage.”

“Yes less what is not too important do not need to be brought.” Suggestion Kak Khotim while passing by.

Right too he said. But for me all important siih. I finally managed the luggage. Which is not very important to replace I leave. 

“Wah turned out to be right said Big Brother, so practical and easy to bring deh after I set up again.” I muttered in the room alone.

The day of departure arrived, Kak Ashar drove me to the station in the early hours after dawn prayers. By using the train that I booked the ticket in advance I left. Although only to the city next door but the journey is quite much less than three hours. 

After boarding the train I had to use the transport to arrive at the training location at Hotel xx. Actually, if you want to take the bus directly to the hotel location, but I like to get drunk if I take the bus. In addition, the price of train tickets is also cheaper, considering the allowance that must be left for the treat of friends.

Finally, after an hour in transit, we arrived at the hotel. Time show 08.30 WIB. I came early to get some rest. On schedule is indeed a check-in event until 10:00 WIB, followed by opening and ishoma (rest, prayer, eating). 

When I checked in, there were a few other students coming. There are less than 10 people. Most of them are from the city and some from the city next door. Including one of them turned out to be from the same city as me. Name's Deni. He comes from another college in my town. 

When I saw him, the first impression in my heart, okay this guy. As soon as I asked the address, oh it turns out from the western end of the city which is a mountainous area. In my heart it turns out to be mountain wongs (mountain people). My brain indirectly surfed into the mountain areas and his life. The biggest at that time in the mountainous area was still having water difficulties.

We as participants who come early after registering while waiting for others then get acquainted with each other. Other participants who came one by one began to mention their names, addresses, and campuses and their respective majors. Suddenly the committee came to ask for help to attend the opening event. The mother listed her name and duties. There is a task for which there is no one.

“This is one more person where I have trouble finding.” Said the Mother.

“If you can know what the task is Bu?” I replied with courage followed by all the eyes of the other participants who looked at me.

“This is the leader of Indonesia Raya song or conductor,” replied the mother while looking at me expectantly.

“Alright Mom, I'm ready.” Answer me with a smile.

“Well..this is what I'm waiting for. All right, what's his name?” ask the mother.

“I Fauzia, Bu.” My answer.

“Thank you yes, later the second event after opening by the host or MC.” Sahut the mother.

“Iya, Mom. Thanks back.” My answer.

Without me realizing it was Deni had been looking at me with a look of admiration. After having a conversation with my mother earlier I spontaneously looked towards her. He was trying to shift his eyes. Wah stole his look. I'm just mediocre.

A moment later there were many participants who came from various cities in East Java. We were given room keys and entered each room to put things down. After that we went back to the training room for the opening event. 

Gladi events before the opening are done once to determine the place how we position during the event. Enter the important officials and organizers who will open the event. Opening's starting. There is a sense of groggy in the heart when leading the song Indonesia Raya. All the participants' eyes were on me. No exception Deni who kept looking at me with a different highlight. But my heart is as mediocre as any new friend.

Tbc