
The students of class XII were seen passing around the hall and the school grounds. Some are taking pictures, some are chatting with friends maybe for the last time. Yes, today is the farewell day of XII class after the graduation announcement this morning. Alhamdulillaah, we passed 100% and I got a 2nd rank IPS class so I got a special gift from Mr. Principal. Adam rank 1 and Meli rank 3. The farewell is over and the parents are home. We still want to let go of longing to joke with friends we might never see again. Earlier, we also had a chance to separate and forgive each other and pray for each other. I took pictures and talked to my girl friends. Not felt, 3 years so quickly passed. It did not feel like we had completed any kind of head-twitching test. Starting from National Exams, School Exams, UASBN, Practice Exams, and others.
"When you graduate, where are you going, Nis?" ask one of my friends.
"You go to UGM insyaaAllaah. If you?" I answered, asking back.
"Far away from Jogja. I went to ITB. Want to try a new one. Bosen IPS lessons it-it continues," he replied.
"Take what major, Nis? If you can find out?" ask my other friend.
"Economy Bank. You know for yourself I love Maple Economy. Go far, learn independently. Where are you going yourself?" I said.
"I'm insyaaAllaah to STAN, Nis. Do'ain can come in, '" he said.
"Aamiin's." We all guarantee.
"I think I want to work first" said another friend.
"I don't know yet. But it's like work" said another friend.
"I also want to try it at UGM. Anytime, I'll tell you the info, Nis," asked another friend.
"InsyaaAllaah's. Whatever our choice, it must be the best in our opinion. Don't listen to other people's chatter. Good luck, yes. Don't forget, keep telling each other through the WA group. Yes first, I want to go there," I said while pointing to Adam who was alone playing HP. My friends just nodded.
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"Hey! Alone only. Chat with friends" I said and sat down next to him.
"You, yang! Ngagetin. Yesterday, you did not see" said Adam.
"When you graduate, where are you going?" my many.
"InsyaaAllaah to ITB. You went to UGM, right? Ldr map. The important thing is to keep communication and commitment" said Adam, embracing my shoulder.
"Hm. But my Mom Papa doesn't get me to date," I'm upset.
Adam was singing.
"If your mama doesn't like it... Your father also forbids.. Even if the world refuses, I still do, I still say I love you.."
"Udah.. It can be arranged later" Adam said. And he started singing again.
"I will marry you, I will take care of you.. Loyal nails..."
"Don't sing anymore! Later malem I can not sleep you know," I said cut.
"Why can't you sleep?" ask Adam.
"So anyway, every brother you sing, malemnya I think continues to be the same melodious voice you," I replied with a red face blushing.
"I can't sleep every time you read a poem. You're great, you can do poetry even without writing it before" said Adam, making my face red.
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Suddenly.....
"Dwl! Asterghfirullaahis... Laa ilaaha..." Adam grimaced in pain while holding his left waist.
"What's wrong with you, Dam? Yes Allaah," I said in a panic.
A few minutes later, Adam collapsed.
"Temeen! Help Adam! He fainted!" I shouted for help.
Boy friends ran to us and carried away an unconscious Adam. Girl friends also scatter to see what happens.
"Bring Adam to the car Om the God! I took him to the hospital where Adam used to check. Meli, accompany me," I command.
Friends nod. A few minutes later, Meli, Adam and I were in the car. Sari sat in front, while I held Adam's head lying in the car seat with my legs bent. The Lord drove his car at high speed. I immediately contacted Uncle, Aunt and Mother. Instantly my body was limp, helpless no more. Panic, sadness & fear. Yes Allaah, may Adam be okay. My tears flowed down my eyes and hit Adam's cheek. I immediately rubbed it gently.
"Allaahummasyfiihi, allaahummasyfiihi, allaahummasyfiihi, Adam." Do'aku.
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