Hijrahku From Dating
part 25's

"Annisa, for the next month, you have to take a lot of rest. Must be able to divide the time between playing HP, help mom & rest. After a full month you restore health, 7 months later, you have to prepare courses by studying at home. Papa has consulted with mbak Irma, a lecturer at UGM who is on a vacuum, to teach you while at home. Incidentally, he taught FEB Financial Management, your favorite maple," Papa ordered on the sidelines of dinner.

"Yes Pa" I replied briefly. Then I finished my dinner immediately, then washed all the dirty dishes in the sink.

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When I finished, I went back to my room and opened my HP. I leaned a pillow against the wall of the room to lean my back, then I stretched my legs. I took a long breath. I wrote an untitled poem in FB :

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Dear all my friends,

you guys need to worry about me

I've been fine

all have I abandoned..

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Hm.. Though sometimes this miss torments me, it,

Do you know the similarities between me and my girlfriend?

So many..

From the arts to the diseases we both have...

I can write, he is good at singing..

I grimaced in pain on the left side, he was in pain on the left side..

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Ah, nevermind!

Let the past pass..

We all walk on God's destiny..

I realized he'd never come back to me..

Man can plan, but God determines..

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I think everything is enough!

My sadness and grief are not spent in the hospital..

Yeah, I was in a coma for 4 months..

I think that's enough to be sad since his departure..

It's my heartache that I vent on the gastric ulcer surgery..

and on the body that sleeps in bed for 4 months..

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So now stay happy!

I'm sure I can get up, though,

wake up from all this..

From tonight on, I'll keep smiling! :-)

Why do we linger?

Heey! We were created to be happy!

So, it's time for my rainbow to come!

After a long time of storms and rain..

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With all humility, though,

please pray for me..

I am praying for you too..

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I must be moving on!

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~Annisa Khairunnisa~

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Then I posted the poem. Also screenshot it and then I post it on ig. Then, I copas in LINE & WA story. Shortly thereafter, emot responses love and cry in FB. Some comments & chat support for me. Of course, they are all SMAN 1 Jakarta alumni. Also my class.

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Not feeling, it has been a month I restored my health. Control to RSUD Jakarta where I was treated, has been completed once a week. So, a total of 4 times I checked my health and redeemed the doctor's medication. Do not forget, always stop by Uncle Bibi's house every visit to the city of Jakarta for control of health development.

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And today is the study schedule with mbak Irma. He is my neighbor, but rarely met because he worked as a FEB Lecturer or Faculty of Economics and Business at UGM. Listen, he rented a boarding house in Jogja. It's just that, it's currently being vacuumed and more time at home. He said, there's a problem. So, Papa asked Irma to guide me to study. So, mutual benefit between me and Irma. I can study courses, while Irma can earn extra income. Payments are calculated per hour. So whenever I feel tired, we can stop at any time because no one feels wronged.

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After waiting for about 15 minutes, Irma finally came also with some books & laptops.

"Assalaamu'alaikum Annisa," said Irma's greeting who walked over to me in the middle room. We are indeed close neighbors so that Irma is no longer awkward when entering my house.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam mbak Irma," I replied as I stood up to her.

"Are you really ready? You're cured?" ask mbak Irma.

"InsyaaAllaah. Let's sit down" I said, sitting down again.

Irma also sat down.

"alright. We start, right? If you're tired, say yes?" said Irma, friendly.

Then Irma sat down next to me and opened her laptop. He explained his slide document, I also got a sign of understanding. Every now and then, I ask her to joke around so as not to get tense. Irma laughed. Ah, happy heart. I have friends, even if not the same age. Can drive away my boredom at home. Know this cool, why not from yesterday-yesterday I asked to learn?

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About 2 hours we discussed Financial Management, I started to feel tired. I squirmed my body for a moment.

"You tired?" ask mbak Irma.

I'm nodding.

"Nih, Mama has prepared a snack for you just like Irma. Miss Irma eaten yes. Do not hesitate," said Mama who suddenly came with 2 plates of snacks & 2 glasses of water.

"Yes aunty" replied Irma with a gentle smile.

Mom turned to the kitchen. I turned off Irma's clock-counting stopwatch. We rested for a while while eating. Sometimes, mbak Irma also issued a successful joke for me to spin around. Turns out, girls as handsome as Irma can joke too.

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After a good rest, we learned again. I turned on the stopwatch again. Every now and then, I ask the part I don't understand. Irma explained patiently. I am so very comfortable learning.

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About 2 hours later, my stomach hurt. My heart is also like being stabbed.

"Aww," I groaned in pain.

"La, what's wrong with you?" ask me Irma panicked.

"Maybe my stomach is relapsing" I replied.

"Yes, if that's the lesson we end here. People with heartburn should not be too stressed. I'll go home first. You eat quickly when you are hungry. Do not forget to take medication. Get enough rest" said Irma as she stroked my head covered in a headscarf.

I felt the presence of a sister with her warmth. I nodded and smiled a little as I forced it. Then Irma closed her laptop and filled her books.

"Assalaamu'alaikum" hail mbak Irma.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam mbak, thank you," I replied.

Madam Irma just smiled and left.

I took care of my book and returned it to my room. Then immediately take rice to eat. After eating, I took medicine and went to bed to rest.

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Seriate.