Habibillah Hawaari

Habibillah Hawaari
Familiarity,


"Greetings to Billa, I'm Dinda. Thank God I finally got to meet you at this school." He said kindly while trying to shake hands with Billa and Ratna.


"Yes, my brother, Salam knows it too. Did we know each other before, brother ?" billa replied with a smile.


"Not yet deck, but God willing we will soon know each other, as well as Ratna if you want to join our SMEs is also very permissible." he replied with a charming smile.


The two of them broke into small talk and ended up exchanging mobile numbers. Right now Billa and Ratna were continuing their intention to go to the cafeteria.


"Why don't you get into the language anyway.. ? even enter the section of UKM built by da'wah. Would you like to learn a lecture, huh ?" ratna said while grumbling. Ratna is a bit of a bar bar and always shows if you don't like something. For example, at this time, since coming out of the stand area to the canteen continues to grumble and upset themselves.


"Not learning the lecture, but looking for a friend to keep Istiqomah, you were wondering if I was not hot wearing a long shirt and hijab like this ?" he said while pinching the cheek of his badass friend.


"Rubber, better not be too long like this. Later in the heat, you are not even concerned about study time in class. You know what ? our lecturer said Kating a lot of killer loh, alias already quite a lot of four-headed, so that's it."


"It doesn't matter to me Ratna, I'm comfortable with my clothes, I feel protected by what's attached to me. Precisely we as Muslims are obliged to close our awrah" he said with a smile.


"Baiiklah if it is not hot, if you are comfortable I am also not a problem. Actually I'd like to study like you, Bill, but I'm not ready. Hehe,"


"Slow down Rat, start by following my agenda with ka Dinda yuk." Spirituality says.


"May, but it doesn't matter that I wear my clothes that aren't as long as you ?"


"Not at all." He replied, holding Ratna's hand, the two will return to the multipurpose building of the Tarbiyah Faculty of Teacher Training to continue their Ospek closure event.


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After following Ospek for approximately one week, they are now declared as valid Students in the Faculty and their respective programs. The lively cheers and excitement in the radiated look were clearly felt by the new students. The closing ceremony was enlivened by various performances from the Ospek New Students committee. There is no sense of awkward again among fellow students, even many have started to know and memorize the names of their respective majors. Not a few students who perpetuate this closing moment by taking pictures as memories and uploading on social media. Likewise with Billa, the girl also occasionally took pictures with her prodi and classmate. There is one interesting thing here, when a Kating approached the girl with a friendly smile.


"Daddy, can we have a little chat before we go home ?"


"Can you, what do you want to talk to ?" reply Billa without a stale ado.


"Tomorrow comes yes, one o'clock in the afternoon at the At-Taqwa mosque. There will be many friends who are also alumni of Pondok Pesantren like you. You must also be looking for study friends, right ?" abugn.


"Okey, I'll wait.. Assalamualaikum." He shook hands and waved to Billa.


'Ratna where the hell, really long photos. He said he wanted to go home with 'inner Billa.


"Hoy, daydreaming anyway, why was Ka Dinda nyamperin ?"ratna asked as she sat down and approached Billa.


"Just from where, really, really long. Ayok. Tomorrow come with me, Yes, you will study at one o'clock in the mosque at At-Taqwa behind the campus tomorrow" replied Billa with enthusiasm.


"Byeah, I'll pick you up but yeah, because tomorrow my bike looks like it's used by my cousin. "


"Okey, the important thing is that I get to your grandmother's house you're ready. Don't molest. Come home so hot I'm Rat."


"Cuss"


Both are very familiar. They often even pick each other up. Billa who is sometimes lazy to bring a motorbike and Ratna who is often used by her cousin makes both rely on each other and offer who wants to be picked up first. For example now, Billa did not bring his motorbike, this morning Ratna picked up Billa at the boarding house because Billa was lazy to drive. Finally, they had to go home together, fortunately the cost of Billa with Grandma Ratna's house was not too far away. Fifteen minutes has arrived.


"Don't forget tomorrow at one o'clock in the afternoon, Rat" he said after getting off the Ratna motorbike and leaving for boarding.


"Okeh, you don't forget to pick me up boo" he replied as he turned the bow to drive home. Billa nodded and gave her right thumb a ready omen.


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The day had changed, exactly at half-three in the morning Billa woke up to the sound of alarm that squealed at his bedside. The same alarm clock awakens him to wake up at night to perform the Sunnah of the Apostle which is very great reward for people who want to do it. The clock was presented by Ara to Billa as a memento on the first day they established a friend. The two exchanged alarm clock gifts of only different shapes and colors. The goal is the same is to wake up the night prayer.and sure enough, once awake Billa and Ara must smile because they see the clock beside each. Reminding them of their time in the cottage, the two got up to perform the Sunnah and continued reading the Quran in the mosque and did not sleep until morning. 'Well, surely Ara now is not the clock as soon as he wakes up, getting up early again because of a lot of memorization. The thinner the child must be' Inner Billa while smiling and walking to the bathroom to wash his face and take ablution.


Two rakaat salam and one rakaat witir Billa fervently tunaikan, after dhikir Billa then raised both hands up, begging the owner of the heart to be set in good terms. Billa expressed all her fragile grief, asking for the best guidance from the turmoil that was befalling her.


"O Rabb, if he is the best, bring him close and guide me to know that, if he is bad, keep him well." Say it while crying. Satisfied with crying and complaining, Billa continued his activity by reading Verse after Verse melodiously until it did not feel like he had read up to five verses. Billa did not resume her sleep again but instead opened an email she had read before her. In his face, his leptop screen showed the data of a man's self along with a half-body photo showing his handsome face and his sturdy body.


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"Syafik Putra Dewantara" he murmured seriously.