Hijrah in the Way of God
Because of orange juice

Tok tok tok tok

Someone knocked on the door of Indra's room from the outside several times. "The Hydra lo inside right."

Fiko's voice came from outside Indra's room.

"The kid did it inside anyway. From there the door was not opened as well," complained Dino who had been waiting for Indra to open the door earlier.

"There is no sign of his kayak life" commented Tito. The young man could only sigh. Try to be patient until Indra opens the door.

Dino turned towards Tito and turned towards Fiko. "Don't let the child die again inside," he said even without.

Fiko hit Dino's arm a little hard. "Don't say anything. Remember those words are prayer" Fiko reminded.

And the one who was reminded even hit his own mouth softly with his hand. "I didn't intentionally talk about it."

It had been an hour and three that the creature was standing before that door while continuing to push his hand towards the door over and over again.

I don't know what happened to Indra in there so he never came out of his room. That's how they thought.

With a slightly lethargic face as a result of having long knocked on the door. The three creatures chose to go home after saying goodbye to Mak Era who was sitting in the TV room.

* * *

"Rahma," call someone when the girl just entered the classroom.

The girl looked at the origin of the voice. It turns out that the sound came from Dimas. Let alone him, he thought.

"Rahma you are sure to accept the proposal of a man who has hurt you all this time" said Dimas to the point.

"Yes sure" answered Rahma.

Dimas exhaled and exhaled it violently. "Let's think again that male Rahma is not good for you," explained Dimas staring fixedly at the girl's face. "Are you sure the papa will bless you" he continued.

Hearing that Rahma was confused to think that maybe her father Ridho would approve of her while she was not from a family. The girl's face bowed, she could not answer Dimas' words.

Soon Ridho entered the class. And just as he was entering the classroom, he saw Dimas standing near the girl of his heart. It really made his heart warm up. He wanted to chop the head of a young man named Dimas and make it rendang. But what power he can't make rendang.

Speaking of rendang. It was his mind to eat rendang. Why did Dimas' face turn into a scarf in his vision. Oh my god what is this? Have I gone mad. I really want to eat it. Her thought.

"ASSALAMU'ALAIKUM."

Ridho's daydream was scattered when he heard greetings from his friend. Yes, the voice came from Indra who was heard very loudly. His sanity recovered instantly.

Rahma and Dimas also glanced at Indra as well as Ridho.

"Eh uh why are you guys staring like that? Horror once," said Indra. "Is there something wrong with me?" tanyakanya.

"Lo makes me surprised to know no," said Dimas staring sharply at Indra.

"Sorry I was too excited this morning. By the way, you guys didn't answer my greetings. Sin you do not answer greetings," explained Indra passed through the three people. He went straight to his stool, threw the bag over the table. Then sit on the bench.

"Wa'alaikum salam," the three replied in unison.

After answering the late greeting from Indra. They sit on their respective benches.

"Where are you going?" asked Ridho to Indra while sitting on his stool. "Why truant?" continued.

"Gue was a little unwell so it was truant," Indra replied without turning her head. He didn't tell me what really happened. Because his friend is very emotional.

"Not feeling well, why not get permission?" ask Ridho again introgating.

"What's up front?"

The question instantly made Indra's face change. He just kept quiet.

"Woy your face why?" ask Ridho again.

"My face, why is it so handsome?" askalanya.

Ridho nodded slowly at his friend's head. Why is this friend so PD. Her thought.

"That's not what I meant. Why is your face bruised? Who are you fighting with?"

"I suspect the question must have led to that. What do I have to answer? Come Indra find a reason that makes him unsuspecting," Indra murmured inwardly.

Ridho patted Indra's shoulder making his friend jump a little. "Kok you shut up. Who are you fighting with?"

Indra lowered Ridho's hand on the shoulder. "Gue was gang-raped by a rowdy thug yesterday" he replied.

Ridho frowned. "Couldn't you? Is there a problem with that thug?"

"Gue doesn't know either." Indra breathed a sigh of relief.

"Luckily he believed," Indra murmured inwardly.

* * *

The Canteen

"Why did you do it in the room?" tanya Dino who immediately sat beside Indra.

"Because we went to your house. One hour we were standing at the door of your room. My leg felt like it wanted to break a bone because it had been standing too long," said Fiko with an annoyed tone.

"We've been knocking on the door of your room many times but you're not nyaut-nyaut," said Tito who also upset.

Indra was silent. He pretended not to hear the chatter from his friends. He even drank the orange juice in front of him.

An increasingly upset Fiko takes over the orange juice. "Lo knows we're not talking." Fiko drank the orange juice until it ran out.

"Yes ... my orange juice," lamented Indra staring at the empty glass of orange juice. "Pok orange juice was Fiko who paid yes. You see, he's the one who's nervous" Indra yelled at the one with the canteen.

Fiko rounded her eyes while glaring at Indra. "I paid anyway. It's kan lo pesen." Fiko seemed to be inadmissive.

"Who told you to drink my orange juice. Pay sono I want to go to class first." Indra smiled happily because he had managed to prank his friend. He left the canteen.

Fiko looked towards Dino. "Din you pay ya."

"I paid for it. Kan lo who drinks. I want to follow Indra." Dino also left the canteen.

"To lo pay ya," Fiko pinta on Tito who is still in the cafeteria.

"Males ah's. I want to follow Dino" said Tito. He ran after Dino who was quite far from him.

"Damn you all," said Fiko. He finally resigned to pay for orange juice that he accidentally drank.

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