Hijrah in the Way of God
Graduation day

Today is the first day of the 12th grade national exam. Some of the students looked like they were doing exams. Some look tense and some look relaxed.

With a straight look at the computer. Feeling afraid of an incorrect answer.

The teacher with the face of the sangar walked here and there. Makes the classroom atmosphere more tense. His gaze was extremely sharp sharper than a razor blade. With that sharp gaze the students immediately bowed. Dare not to speak. Even breathing is difficult.

Two hours later, the first session of the exam was completed. The students came out as the break bell rang.

Ridho looked dreamy sitting in the corner of the canteen. His eyes were blank, staring somewhere. It seems the young man's condition is getting worse and worse. Seen from his expressionless face. The meatballs he ordered a few minutes ago were just stirred up. Not a bit touched his mouth.

Indra looked at Ridho with a look of pity. "Bro," patted the young man's pudak. Makes it a little jumpy. Ridho turned towards Indra. "Don't daydream," continued Indra.

Ridho just kept silent not answering. His mind is still floating. Soon he will graduate school. And that means he will soon go abroad to continue his studies.

He was willing to leave the people he loved. He was willing to leave his friends. A friend who is always there for her. His love and sorrow have been together for many years. I don't know he doesn't know. But for sure he should stay away. That's what he's thinking now.

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Day by day passed. The national exam has finally ended. All 12th grade students are admitted.

And the time came for the graduation announcement day and declared 100% pass%. The students looked relieved. Be happy? sure do. But there are also those who look sad. He will be separated from his friends, his friends.

"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." The headmaster said his greetings.

"Wa'alaikum salam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," said everyone who was there.

"Everyone, thank you for being here today. Especially for Mothers, Fathers/Fathers as student guardians. On this occasion I will announce outstanding students. From the top ten to the top one of the highest UN class this year. I will call her name one-on-one. What name is called please come forward together with his guardian." Sigh for a moment. "The top ten ranking of the highest UN class this year falls to ..." Paused briefly.

The students looked dag dig dug. Jatung degub kecang. It's very stressful too.

"Congratulations to Indra Sanjaya managed to get a top ten ranking of the highest UN class this year," continued the principal.

Sontak Indra climbed, shocked. That's really why his name is called. His time was as good as that. As if I can't believe it's called. There might be a name similar to him, he thought.

"Well, Ndra. Congratulations yes, I did not think that the miracle existed," said Fiko patted Indra's shoulder.

"Lo tease me." Indra's eyes glared. "Ngapain lo kasih congratulations. Obviously the one called is not me. It just so happens that his name is similar." Seemed not to accept Indra immediately scourged.

"Big, Ndra. Who is mocking you? That's really your name kali. Who else is Indra Sanjaya if not lo," upset Fiko.

"Isn't it?" ask Indra with a confused face. And in the end he went forward. All eyes were on him. I'm sure it feels nervous too.

I feel very happy and grateful. Unfortunately, her mother was not present. This morning her mother was not well, so she could not go with her.

"Congratulations, Indra. I'm proud of you" said the principal. Give an envelope to Indra.

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Levels 9 through 4 are called. Now it's the third rank. "Well the top three of the highest UN values are obtained by ...," Again paused. I think the headmaster was deliberately making students die. He really does look like.

"Dimas Maulana" he continued.

"Congratulations, Dimas," said Rahma smiling. No wonder Dimas is indeed a smart student, both in the current school, and the old one.

"Thank you." Replying to the girl's smile. Dimas looks so sweet.

In the distance Ridho clenched his hand. Suddenly his emotions came. His face was red, his face was looking. Make other students who are nearby stay away. Except for three of his friends. They were used to seeing Ridho look like that. Although a little afraid, but they are sure Ridho will not do anything to him.

Dimas had advanced forward followed by the mother, walking past Indra. He nodded politely to Indra, congratulating him. But Indra looks cute. Think of it as not human, thought Indra. Dimas also gets an envelope from the principal. I don't know what it is, he can only accept it.

"Furthermore the top two highest UN scores fall to a girl who is undoubtedly his achievement. This girl always ranked 1st from semester 1 to semester 5. She is Rahma Princess Ramadhani." The principal looks very proud.

Rahma was very grateful. Many times he said 'alhamdulillah.' It didn't feel like his struggle had been in vain all this time. It also produces hasi. His eyes glazed over at his mother who seemed to be moved along. Slowly he advanced forward and an envelope, he too parted. I also accompanied Fatimah.

"And lastly the top one highest UN score is obtained by students that we might not expect. This student always makes riots in the classroom even not infrequently tauran. Been punished several times, but did not deter him. No wonder where it came from? during this half-semester it changed a lot. Leaving his old bad behavior. The student was ...," seemed to hang up his sentence. "Congratulations to Ridho Ahmad Wibowo" continued the principal. Sighing, he was in shock as well.

Many of the students seemed to be gawking. It's like a dream. How could that notoriously mischievous Ridho be that great. Maybe he misheard. It really is surprising.

Hermana, Papa Ridho also looked in disbelief. It's impossible, but how could this happen. He did not expect his son to actually perform. But due to lack of affection due to the mother died, he covered the achievements that were in him.

Tito seemed to hug Ridho he congratulated. And followed Dino and Fiko as well.

"Congratulations, Bro." Indra shook Ridho's hand and hugged him as well.

Ridho's eyes glazed over. Soon he will be separated, a moment like this somehow will happen again. After he left, he must have missed his friends so much.

A drop of Ridho's tears fell on Indra's shoulders.

"Lo cry, Bro?" asked Indra who saw her shoulders wet.

"Ndra thank you for being my best friend all along. I'm sorry maybe I'm wrong with you and the others" said Ridho.

Indra grimaces his friend not usually like that. "Where are you going to apologize to everyone. I want to go far away" he sneered.

"Gu-gue went on to study in London. My dad enrolled me in college there. Maybe it will be a long time before we meet" explained Ridho.

"Seriously?" It was as if he thought of the joke that Ridho said.

Ridho nodded, "Yes. Maybe next week I'll go there."

Indra looked silent. He was also unable to part with the young man. From childhood he was together and now they are separated.

Slowly Ridho walked past Indra. And when he was near Rahma, the girl he loved. He glanced at her as well as the girl. Both look like they feel pain.

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**Huuu .... Ridhonya's going to leave me alone. Don't leave me bang Ridho. Sad I was...

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