Hijrahku From Dating
part 24's

I opened my room door. So stuffy. Ah, 4 months. Of course it's very dirty. I put my suitcase next to the bed, then I sat on the edge of the bed. Soon, Papa came into my room and sat down next to me.

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"Son, this is HP for you," Papa said as he handed him a new Android HP box.

I was wide open, very surprised.

"Seriously, Pa?" my many.

"Yes. Papa believes you are over the age. It is time to have your own mobile phone. Use it as best as possible to support your education. But, first clean your room before opening your new HP," explained Papa.

I received that HP, then kissed Papa's hand.

"Alhamdulillaah, thank you Pa. InshaaAllaah Papa's mandate will be Annisa."

Not feeling, my tears wet the back of Papa's hand. I immediately wiped my tears and rubbed the back of Papa's hand.

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It only takes 30 minutes. I finished cleaning the dust with a duster, sweeping and tidying the room, and mopping the floor. I really like cleanliness.

Then, I took my new HP. Apparently, it contains internet quota & memory card. There are also many important applications that have been installed. Ready-to-wear.

First, I opened my FB. One by one I erased Adam's memories while shedding tears. Instagram and LINE as well. Erase everything. Until not felt, Adzan Dzuhur reverberated. I wiped my tears and immediately took the water. Then pray together with Mama at home. Because, Papa prayed in the mosque. After the prayer, we had lunch together. Then I went back to the room, intending to open the HP again. But my stomach hurts so much. I immediately took medicine, then slept to rest.

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Adhan 'Asar roared, awakened my sleep. I got up to take a shower because I was so sick. Then perform the prayer 'Asar in the room, because Mama has preceded the prayer. After the prayer, I opened the HP again. I shut down all the accounts of Adam's sosmed, because he's no longer in this world. Of course with tears that I deliberately let wet my hijab. When I closed Adam's account, I opened Messenger. Lots of messages from my friends. I'll take it one by one. Someone asked me about my news that suddenly disappeared from the sosmed, someone asked me where the lecture, there were also those who prayed for me, tried to give me support, and so forth. Similarly on instagram & chat LINE. Then, I registered a new WA number and shared it on FB. The first chat response I had in WA was Meli. MaasyaaAllaah, why can I forget my best friend this one?

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"Annisa'alaamu'alaikum? How are you?" sama Meli via chat WA.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam's chat. Alhamdulillaah good. I have come home from the hospital :-). How are you doing yourself? Now at home, right?" my many.

"Alhamdulillaah is good too. Thank goodness you are healed and coming home. Sorry, I'm not home. I am now in Bandung. Alhamdulillaah, accepted at UIN. I have been in college for 4 months. You are healing yes :-*. Kangeen is very similar to you," explained Meli.

"Wah alhamdulillaah has been accepted at UIN. You kost there? I've healed koq. Don't worry. I'm also kangeeen wasteett with you, Mel," I said.

"Yes I'm kost. Alhamdulillaah if it is better. O yes, I'm sorry so long as you are in a coma, I never had a chance to look at you;-(. I'm so busy. I'm sorry, I can only tell you when you first got to the hospital, after Adam's funeral. But, I always do'ain from here koq. I always tell you during the 4 months of coma, through your Mama or your Aunt" Meli replied.

"Yes koq :-). Do'a is most important. May you be successful. Take good care of yourself there. Hopefully someday we can meet. Miss you," I reply.

"Aamiin. You are also :-). Yes, yes, I want to do college work. Miss you to. Assalaamu'alaikum," he replied.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam," I replied.

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Then, Meli put me into the WA Class XII IPS group. I smiled happily. I talked to each other with my friends. They all gave me support. I got my spirit back. Friends I consider family. I miss you, all.

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Seriate.