Hijrahku From Dating
part 30's
I opened my eyes and stretched my body for a moment.
"Alhamdulillaahi ahyaanaa ba'damaa amaatana wa ilaihinnusyuur," I said.
I woke up and I was still in bed. Kumenatap. I smiled broadly. Apparently, a new mood. Yeah, I've been in the boarding room today. Then I remembered what happened yesterday morning.
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Yesterday morning, when the clock was still showing at 06.00 WIB. The moment I hugged myself a long time ago with Irma's mom.
"Thank you for everything. I don't know what to say, because Irma, I was accepted into UGM. I'm sorry for all my wrongs, too, Irma. Sometimes my attitude is powerful, my selfishness and often blame mbak," I said.
"Yes, equally. It's not all because of mbak. This is qodarullaah. You can enter UGM because of your own hard work. And Allah has granted every prayer. Ma'am also apologizes for any wrongdoing to you. Forgive each other, right?" said Irma while rubbing my back.
"Yes, mom. But does it not cost to go there anymore? Not teaching UGM anymore?" I asked as I took off my arms and stared deeply at Irma.
Ma'am Irma smiled.
"Maybe, insyaaAllaah. One day I will be there again" replied Irma.
Then, I say goodbye to Irma and enter Papa's car which on it has my belongings. There are also my things in the trunk. Today, me and Papa Mama headed to the boarding house in Jogja. Who drives a car is certainly not Papa himself, but there is a driver who is certainly strong to drive a Garut-Jogja car.
On the way, we fell asleep. Long time, even though it was over the highway. During jam2 prayer, we went down at the rest area to eat, pray & take a short nap. If we feel fit, we will continue our journey again.
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As the day was approaching Isha', we arrived at the destination boarding house. We were welcomed by the owner. We had dinner and Papa Mama and Mr. Driver rented to sleep last night. Indeed, there are many rooms. However, there are no residents because the owner said the boarding house, the children who rent the boarding will come tomorrow morning.
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About the boarding that Papa rented for me, the distance is not far from UGM so I can walk when going to college. Since High School, Papa has always taught effort & hard work, and abstinence from spoiled words. So, I was never allowed to take a motorcycle. If everywhere, take the bus or ojek online.
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This is very extensive. There is a large parking lot, a spacious terrace and a rather narrow living room. After the living room, there are 20 rooms facing each other lengthwise. Per room for 1 person, princess only. Distance between the facing rooms, about 2 meters. In the back of the room, there is a gazebo & TV room which is quite spacious. There is also a small kitchen behind the gazebo that contains various cooking utensils & several gas stoves. Behind itself there are 15 bathrooms & a very spacious clothes drying place. Reportedly, this kosan is very strict and upholds Islamic religious values. Quick, Papa put me here.
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The kosan that Papa chose, was indeed classified as elite. Various facilities already exist. In my room, for example. There are mattresses, pillows, bolsters & blankets. There is a closet in which there is a stock of bed linen, pillowcases & bolsters, if you want to replace when used is being washed. There is also a small window with ventilation on it, as well as 1 fan.
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To wash, wash it by hand and there is a place also in the back near the clothes drying place. As for ironing, there are 5 irons near the TV room and 5 small tables specifically for ironing alternately. Anyway, I'm very happy to be placed in this room. Because it is complete with facilities, so it is not much different from my home. Alhamdulillaah says.
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