Hijrahku From Dating
part 40's
After returning to class from the Lecturer's room, I followed the last scheduled course as usual. Not much discussion, just doing some practice questions. Then, we went home. As usual, I went home with Vina.
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"You don't have to think about what Dara said earlier, do you? Isn't that so?" I said that I had been standing next to Vina, near the large inscription "University of Gajah Mada".
Vina just nodded. I purposely accompanied Vina to wait for the angkot today. Suddenly, the Dara Centil came out of the campus and approached us.
"Look at me, Vin! I can buy new clothes, because the clothes that were spilled soto with Annisa I threw in the trash. I can buy and wear it in a day. Every day, I can buy! Yes, the rich! While you?" hardik Dara while glaring towards the clothes worn by Vina.
Me and Vina just fell silent. Dara was no longer wearing the clothes that I had sworn soto. But, she was wearing an orange sleeveless shirt and it did look new.
"You have to spend a month buying one shirt. Haha! The poor!" again hard.
"I'll make sure you'll regret it one day!" I said a little lazy, meeting the Dara Centil.
Dara did not respond and eventually left.
Soon, Angkot came and Vina came home. I also walked to Kosan. I've already accomplished it once. I sat in the living room to unwind me. Then, Thea, my Christian roommate, came from the room and sat in the living room. The teary-eyed girl smiled at me, then was busy playing her phone.
"Just come home, Nis?" ask Thea.
"Yes" I replied.
"You look tired" said Thea, who now looks at me. He locked the screen of his phone.
"Yes. It was to meet the Lecturer Wali," I said.
"Tumbens. What's up?" asked Thea, frowning.
I also told him all the events that happened this afternoon, from Dara coming to the cafeteria until the story came out of the Lecturer room.
"Oohs. That's. I also saw her caption on FB not long ago, about that, which you told me about. Actually I want to tell you the same story, but we rarely have time because of each busyness," said Thea.
"O yeah? Where are you trying to see? I've never read it," I asked.
Thea looked for Vina's post, then handed her phone to me. True to my guess, ts Vina was privated "Friends Except". Very likely, the one that is not allowed to see ts Vina that Thea showed, is my account name. But I'm relieved, now I know everything.
"Yes, thank you. I'm going to go to the room first" I said, returning Thea's phone.
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After praying 'Asar bersama'ah, as usual I cleaned my room. When I was done, I was assigned by Brother Rere to heat up the vegetables and side dishes we made this morning. While waiting for vegetables on the gas stove, the ringing of the incoming call sign on my HP rang. I reached into my pocket, then read the name on the phone screen. Mamma. I immediately picked it up.
"Assalaamu'alaikum, Ma," my regards.
"Wa'alaikumussalaam, baby. Hiks..hiks.." answered Mama across the street, sobbing.
"Mom why cry, Ma?" manyworry.
"What???" manywould be surprised. I'm crying too.
"Yes. 'And Mama's busy taking care of our neighbor's show. And on the show it needs a lot of vegetables. Trus Mama saw the offer at a link presented by a vegetable photographer in Jogja," said Mama.
"Jogja, Ma?" manywould be surprised.
"Yes. Mama sent the money yesterday. The owner of the olshop said, the vegetables until yesterday afternoon. But to this day it hasn't been easy either. Pas Mama check, the link is not there. Mama's WA contact was also blocked," Mama said.
"Astaghfirulla... Trus Mama use the money of the neighbors, what use your own money?" my many.
"Mama pinjemin first, anyway.. Hiks.." said Mama.
"Whose name is that, Ma? And where's the address?" my many.
"Sir Dirman. The address will be Mama send via WA yes, dear. Mama doesn't remember" replied Mama.
"Sir Dirman???" manywould be surprised.
"Yes. You know, Annisa?" ask Mama.
"No, Ma. His name is the same as the name of his father, Temen Annisa," I replied.
"Let's go check on your friend's dad, baby. Mama please. Mama wants to put him in jail, "mama's ink.
"Good, Ma. InsyaaAllaah, Mom. Patient, yes. This is a test for us" I said.
"Yes, baby," said Mama.
"Ma, I was.." I said.
"Yes, you donated money to your father, right? And you're definitely asking for pocket money again. InsyaaAllaah, Mama will send," Mama cut.
"Koq Mama knows anyway?" I asked while wiping my tears.
"Your lecturer was WA Mama. My mom is busy. I used to confide in him. Assalaamu'alaikum," said Mama hang up the phone.
"Wa'alaikumussalaam, Ma," I replied.
"Annisa! Watch out for the vegetable scoop!" shouted Brother Rere who suddenly turned off the stove.
"Sorry, Brother. Again on the phone Mama. There's trouble again" I replied.
Then, I told Brother Rere and Brother Rere comforted me.
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Seriate.
