Hijrahku From Dating
part 28's

Ms. Irma parked her car according to the instructions of the parking attendant. Then we both got out of the car. I'm nervous. I walked behind Irma. And when I passed Brother Bim, I looked down, hoping that Brother Bim would not see me. Yet...

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"Annisa!" call Brother Bim who is now closing the book.

Stalled steps.

"Sister Bim" I replied.

Irma looked back.

"Who, Nis?" ask mbak Irma.

"eeee... Emm.. He was my upperclassman, ma'am," I replied, glancing my gaze at Irma's mother.

"Well, if that's me first, right?" ask mbak Irma.

"Yes mbak. Please," I replied.

Then Irma stepped in first.

"Huft, sorry mbak. I had to lie if he was actually my ex. I'm afraid of being scolded by you, ma'am. Must be given again later, "my mind while looking at Irma until she is lost from sight.

"Miss? Why bengong? Sit here first" said Brother Bim surprised me.

"Eee yes Brother" I answered and sat down before him. In front of me is a long table that borders between me and Brother Bim. Then, Brother Bim reached out his hand to greet me. Nervously, I regretted it. So considering the word mbak Irma, what is this sin with me touching his hand?

"How's it going? Where is college now?" ask Brother Bim.

"I haven't been to college, brother. I was in surgery and in a coma for 4 months. So, I have to wait for tomorrow's year to go to college" I said with a rather calm heart.

I realized I had no feelings for her anymore. So, I'm being neutral or normal.

"Oh, so. Hope you heal soon, huh? I am also very sorry for the passing of Adam. Sorry, couldn't attend his funeral because he was busy continuing to lecture. I heard the news from Meli" said Bim.

I put my smile on.

"It's okay, Brother. Oh yeah, where's college now?" my many.

"I went to UNIGA" he replied.

"Yes first, brother. I want to find a book first" I said, standing up. It's been awkward here too.

"Oh yes, please," said Brother Bim while sharing his typical smile.

I went into the room and looked for Irma.

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Ms. Irma drove her car very carefully because the road was slippery.

"Who was that, your upperclassman first?" ask mbak Irma.

"Yes," I replied.

"Ooo... What college does work?" ask again.

"Say he went to UNIGA" I replied.

"Ooo... Great to get in there. What was the star of the class?" irma asked as her eyes remained focused on the streets.

"Yes," I answered briefly.

Ms. Irma mangosteen.

"Saran mbak, you don't get too close to the boys. Earlier, he immediately left because he saw the opposite sex was already haram. Moreover, talk to both," said mbak Irma.

"Yes mbak. But this is the last time we talk ginian. Next, we will discuss the course," I replied annoyed.

Irma just kept quiet. Fortunately, not long after, I got home. Then I got out of the car and ran into the house, because it was still raining.

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In the morning, we both studied. Ms. Irma complied with my request not to discuss the issue of dating again. I also cut down on the break. Other than being annoyed at him, I just wanted to deepen my understanding of the material. That'sthat's all.

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The next days are like that too. I'm getting more and more done with. Alhamdulillaah, I'm getting better. I am very confident that I can enter UGM. Aamiins.

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Seriate.