Hijrah in the Way of God
Admit everything

That morning, Ridho was still sound asleep, a noise coming from a small object disturbed his deep sleep.

"It's a very noisy alarm, ganguin people are just sleeping. My dream is cut to pieces." Ridho scolded the little thing because it had disturbed his sleep. "It's also only been up at half-six" he said later.

"Sleep again, where did my dream go? Uh wait a minute. What did I say, at half-six? Astagfirullah... I pray late at dawn."

With his eyes still sleepy Ridho ran to the bathroom with his eyes still closed.

After he finished praying he continued his sleep again, he was no longer able to withstand his drowsiness. As a result of last night staying up with the children of the Rasta gang, a motorcycle gang that always looks for commotion in the streets.

Making trouble is one of the characteristics of the motorcycle gang. Although now Ridho no longer wants to do harm and also has prohibited his gang friends from doing so, but still they do not want to respond to Ridho's chatter. And so forced that man was just a spectator of what his friends were doing.

The School

In a quiet and quiet park, a girl with a veil on her head was sitting on a bench.

"Rahma," call someone.

The girl looked at the origin of the voice.

The man sat down on the body next to the girl. He smiled and looked at the face of the plain girl.

"Lo do this, we go to the canteen Mpok Nani yuk," invited the person who is none other than Ridho.

The girl simply agreed to the man's invitation.

Just as the two of them were about to leave the park, suddenly Sinta came slapping Rahma very strongly.

Preracking

The girl grimaced holding her sore cheek, there was a hint of blood on the tip of her lips.

Ridho who witnessed that was shocked with wide eyes.

"What the hell lo Sin," snapped an emotion-looking Ridho

"You're the shit? Just because of this weird chick you dared to kill me. Not that you hate him, but why are you still hanging out with him and living with me?"

"Like me dong want to deket the same anyone. And remember well I never like or love you. And do not ever do this with him, if this is repeated again you will deal with me," said Ridho threatened. "Let's get out of here."

He pulls Rahma's hand and takes her away from it. The dragged Rahma tried to release the hand from the man's grasp.

"Rulr."

"Yes what's wrong?" ask him while stopping his steps.

Rahma glanced at the hand that was in Ridho's grasp. "Please let go of my hand" he said with a slight nervousness.

Ridho also glanced at his hand and finally let go of the girl's hand. "I'm sorry I didn't mean it" he said.

"Just hold hands only my heart wants to be dislodged, what is more than this? I don't know what happened to me. This girl is completely different from the others. Of the many girls I've been with, I've never felt like a gini" he thought to himself.

"Lo's okay, that's your bloody lips must hurt huh?" Ridho was worried about the girl next door.

"It's okay, it's just bleeding a little."

"I'm sorry, this is all because I'm a gini." Ridho put on a guilty face towards the girl.

" Why apologize, it's not your fault" Rahma said as she smiled.

"We're going to the UKS, yeah, I'm taking bruises on your face."

"No need" refused Rahma.

"But you can not refuse, let's go to the UKS," he invited the girl who was followed from behind.

They both went to the UKS, where Ridho looked for a medicine box to treat Rahma and after a while he found her.

In the UKS room, Ridho painstakingly treated the girl's wounds, the girl has repeatedly refused to let herself treat. But still Ridho ignored him.

He continued to stare at the innocent face of the girl who looked red due to Sinta's slap. He was stunned to see the face of the girl who was so close to him.

The girl averted her eyes, her heart beating irregularly. He quickly left.

"Where are you going?" ask Ridho.

"A-I ma-u ke toi-let," replied the girl who looked nervous.

Ridho offers to take Rahma home. He also wants to come to the market, he said he was curious about where Rahma's mother sold and Rahma also allowed.

"Assalamu'alaikum ma'am." Rahma salutes her mother and is followed by Ridho in the back.

"Wa'alaikum salam, you have come home. Is Ridho coming too?" ask Fatimah while extending her hand.

"Yes ma'am" replied Ridho kindly.

Ridho also looked around and sat his body on one of the chairs there.

He continued to pay attention to Rahma who was serving customers. And sometimes he smiles.

The atmosphere of the market was quite crowded it was only the first time Ridho saw. He's never been to a market like this before.

Rahma approached him with two hodgepodge dishes and two glasses of sweet tea.

Ridho smiled as well. "Oh yes" he answered and began to eat the hodgepodge.

"Well, how long has your mother been selling here?"

"Udah is quite long, since my grandmother died 5 years ago. Mother who continues the sale here." The girl took her tea and sipped the tea. The young man responded with a nod.

"Do you have goals?" ask the girl a little doubt.

Ridho stopped his eating for a moment. "Have it" he said after that, took the tea and took a sip.

"I can tell you, what are your goals?" keep the girl.

"My ideals...There's just one."

" Who is this Fatimah Ma'am? Very prospective mother ghost huh?" ask the customers.

"No, that's my son's schoolmate" replied Fatimah

Rahma who listened was a bit unkind to Ridho. While Ridho, responded by asserting the words of the mothers in the heart.

At night Ridho has been neat with black jeans with a white shirt and also a leather jaget which is also black. That night he was very handsome succumbing to the look of the most handsome man.

He was preparing to go nongrong with his motorcycle gang.

"Long lo," cried Indra who had been waiting for him.

"Obviously, there's business I need to take care of" he said

"So how do we accept the challenge of the Ranjes gang boy?" ask Tito.

"I do, thank you," said Ridho lightly.

"But you have to be careful with gang leader Ranjes, he said he wants revenge for the death of his friend who you killed," he warned.

"Let's be careful."

"So when's the motorbike race?" ask Ridho impatiently.

"One more week, you're ready to go yourself." Tito patted his friend's shoulder.

"Oh yeah Bro, you've really broken up with Sinta?" ask Indra curiously.

"Yes" he answered briefly.

"Crazy lo men beautiful girl smooth like that you break up," cried Indra again.

"Well, I don't like it. I can't pretend to like him anymore."

"From the past until now you broke up with your ex, the reason you were - it was just a wonder I was the same lo. What kind of girl do you like?" Indra shook his head in wonder at his friend.

"Gue didn't know either, which is clear there's one girl I feel differently about."

"How different?" This time Fiko asked a question.

"Yes different anyway, all this time I never felt in love with anyone. And just as she feels differently, she's the angel of my heaven." Ridho shadowed what happened in the UKS earlier.

"Who do you mean?" tanya Dino is a hotshot.

"From heaven? Don't tell the girl you like Rahma," Indra said guessing.

"It's him, '" Ridho replied casually.

"Well, something's not right. Did the mysterious man wear the scabbard and flip-flops too?" Indra asked another question and was answered nodding by Ridho.

"Don't you hate the same girl it's not bro, if I you often get angry with the girl." Now Tito asked.

"That was then, now it's not," said Ridho.

Ridho recalled as he scolded Rahma for no apparent reason, the young man looked very sorry to do so.

"Gue remembered the same lo all, do not let the incident of that time repeat itself, especially lo Indra. Se luscious jidat lo aja hold the Angel of my heaven."

"Yes yes I'm sorry. Lagian lo also why not say from the beginning," said Indra again blame Ridho.

"Gue was not surprised. If Ridho likes girls. She was beautiful, natural again. Sholeh is also. I also want to have a wife like that later," said Dino who began to fantasize.

"Ngayal lo altitude, according to the last lecture I ever heard. If our morals are good our soul mate is also good and vice versa if our morals are bad yes our soul mate is also like that, soul mate is a reflection of ourselves Din. Well lo pray aja never want to have sholehah," said Fiko meledek.

" What's the difference is lo, you also never pray" said Dino ketus.

"Udah.. How come you guys are fighting anyway." Ridho stopped their quarrel and rushed away.

"Where are you going Bro?" ask Tito when Ridho wants to get out of there.

"Gue wants to go home!" he started the engine and disappeared from his friends' sight.

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Don't forget to leave a trail, friends....