Hijrahku From Dating
part 1

The sun shines brightly, illuminating the cheerful atmosphere of the children of SMA N 1 Jakarta after returning from Persami. Yes, our High School has held a Sunday Saturday Camping. And I was chosen to be one of the Persami Committee, it feels tired. After everything was finished and the Activity Evaluation from the Committee, we went home. We shake hands with each other. Surprisingly, there was an upperclassman who took me for a long time and smiled at me. I was a little nervous because it was just a guy.

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"Sane," my inner.

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My name is annisa, a student of XI class. I am a regional child, both my parents live in the city of Garut.. While in Jakarta, I live in the house of my uncle, the brother of my father. I go back to Garut once a month.

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"Annisa, where are you going? I went to Garut" asked Meli, my best friend.

"I'm going home to Garut, Mel. Bareng yuk's. I had permission from my uncle on the phone" I replied.

"New HP pie," he chuckled while laughing.

I am indeed a plain girl who has never been held HP by my parents. And I bought it secretly for the purpose of listening to English lessons, with my own savings. Me and Meli are both nomads. Coincidentally, our parents were neighbors and knew each other closely. In Garut, Meli lives at the home of her mother's best friend, Bu Nana. She is a widow who has no children. So, Ms. Nana asked Meli to stay at her house and already consider Meli like her own child.

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"Eh, that's the bus coming. Come on up," I said.

"Come".

We also took the bus between the city of Jakarta-Garut, do not forget to say do'a ride the vehicle.

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Two hours later.

"Assalaamu'alaikum" said my greeting when I got home.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam," answered my parents, smiling at the sight of his son returning home. Naturally, I'm an only child.

I kissed my parents' hands, then went to the room to change clothes. After that, go to the bathroom to take water to perform the prayer 'Ashar.

Then eat with the dishes that have been prepared by my mother.

"Alhamdulillaahafemore. I'm happy, Pa. The first time I joined Persami." I replied with a happy smile.

"I'm sorry Mama, son. Back in SD and Junior High, never allowed you to camp. After that, fear you are sick," said Mama while washing a pot that was used to heat vegetables, in the sink.

"Yes, Ma". I smiled, and finished my meal.

I am a child half spoiled by my mother. But not with Papa. Papa has always firmly taught me discipline and carried out my own duties. Sometimes I feel funny too. Koq can be yes, Papa is disciplined and Mama is gentle. Can both be a soul mate? Wkwk. I smile to myself.

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"Why are you Annisa, smiling to herself?" scold My Mama.

"Get me, Ma."

"Don't think of guys just yet. Remember, you can't date!" my father was suspicious.

"Huh, no Pa. That's you know, think Papa same Mama koq can mate, huh? Though different nature. Firm and gentle," I replied with a chuckle.

"Ah, you. Did you finish eating?" ask Mama.

"Udah, Mom".

Then I stood towards the sink.

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Suddenly...

"That's what's in your pocket, Nis? Box like HP. You bought HP, huh?" asked my father looking towards my shirt pocket.

Deg. I was shaking holding the plate. The feeling, it was put in the room. Stalled steps.

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Seriate.

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