Hijrah in the Way of God

Hijrah in the Way of God
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5 Years later ...


A handsome young man just got off a plane. A few seconds ago it landed at an airport.


The athletic-bodied young man returned to his homeland after completing his S2 in London. He was dragging a big suitcase in his hand. Glancing at the watch in his left hand. It seemed that the young man was waiting for someone. He waited for an hour, but the person he was waiting for did not come.


A few minutes later, a sweet young man with thick eyebrows approached him.


He snorted in annoyance as the sweet young man approached him. "A long time lo," upset. "Gue has been waiting for you to know not."


It was not angry to hear the harsh words of the person before him. He smiled, "Sorry the streets are stuck" he explained. He is Indra the friend of the young man who just returned from abroad.


"Okay I'm sorry." He handed over the big suitcase that did not know what it contained to Indra. "Bring my suitcase!"


Indra's smile faded instantly. "Lo I guess I'm babu lo. I'm glad I picked you up." Indra is upset. But his suitcase was also taken from the hands of his friend.


* * *


"Where's the fuck, Bik?" ask the young man who was with Indra earlier when he got off a car. Bik Ira welcomed the young man.


Bik Ira smiled, "Father is no longer home, Den Ridho." A ridho? Yes, the young man who just got off the car was Ridho, Indra's best friend.


Ridho. The papa is still the same as before. Although there was a slight change a few years ago. But now why wasn't he there when Ridho just got home. His father rarely contacted him while he was in London. He felt like a wasted child. Her father really doesn't care about her.


"Bik please make Indra drink." Ridho passed into the house he occupied 5 years ago.


Bik Ira nodded, "Well, Den."


Indra followed Ridho in the back. The suitcase he gave to the security guard at Ridho's house.


Ridho went inside his room which was on the second floor of the mansion. The young man looked around. The room looked the same when he last left. Looks neat and clean. Looks like Bik Ira cleaned it up a lot.


The young man glanced at the bed, then fell there. He closed his eyes for a moment, suddenly he remembered the girl who had always been in his dreams. The girl is always in his heart. Although he had difficulty forgetting, but his heart remained the same as 5 years ago. He really loved that girl. Maybe that's what we call true love.


Ridho's daydreams were caved in when his bed suddenly tore apart. Indra had just splashed her body into the bed. Come sleep there.


"What the hell are you thinking?"


Ridho sat down, then stood up. The young man picked up a towel and passed to the bathroom regardless of Indra's question. Indra just stared at Ridho's missing back behind the bathroom door.


* * *


"His drink was Bibik ready at the living room table." Bik Ira made a sound when Indra and Ridho had just left from the second floor.


"Thank you, Bik."


The two of them sat on the guest sofa talking.


"Where's the job?" tanya Ridho looks at Indra's formal appearance.


Indra sipped orange juice on the table. "Gue work in Sanjaya group company," explained Indra. Sanjaya group is the company of his grandfather Indra. Father of his mother.


Ridho ber oh heard his best friend's answer. Indra again sipped the remaining orange juice. Unfortunately, it was not spent, he thought.


"Where are the other kids at work?"


"Tito and Fiko work as regular staff at the place where I work." Indra takes a snack on the table. Then put it in your mouth. His habit was always to visit Ridho's house. He considered the house to be his own. So there is no awkwardness or awkwardness. What was on the table must have been spent. Even the contents of the refrigerator can run out when he visits Ridho's house.


"Then Dino?" Ridho's forehead looked a little wrinkled asking his humor friend that one.


"Why doesn't he work where you work too?" This time Ridho's forehead was wrinkled even more. He wants to know all about his friends.


"Dino majored differently than us. He majored in education" replied Indra.


"Jude, Bro. I'm saying goodbye." Snatched his suit lying on the table. "Ntar the other kids' night here. Again at busy work."


"Hm."


* * *


"Add aja lo. I'm so envious." Tito rambles in the TV room of Ridho's house.


"It's only natural to envy your face below average" said Fiko. The two creatures have been fighting a lot lately.


"Gue didn't talk to Satan, '" Tito said. He hit Fiko's head with the sofa pillow he took.


Fiko seemed to be in disbelief. He hit Tito with a pillow that hit his head. There was a war of pillows in the TV room. Dino looked shaky. His friend was still childish. He as a teacher also did it.


"The color you two have made a fuss in this class. You guys are the father of Sanctions." Dino looks like a teacher scolding her student.


Tito and Fiko were gawking. What happened to Dino?


"Here you guys." Dino approached the ears of his two friends. His right hand grabbed Tito's ear and his left hand grabbed Fiko's ear.


They scream in pain. Her ears are hot. It was horrible that Dino turned out.


"Udah. You guys why the hell? It's crazy, isn't it?"


Dino's window stops. "The once you. Never seen this teacher's wrath."


"Even the teacher is merciful." Indra clasped his hands together on his chest. He was crazy too.


Ridho. For 5 years did not meet the madness of his friends was worse. Looks like Ridho must be careful not to be contagious.


* * *


Today Ridho started working at his papa company. Hermana group. A large company with many branches in each city. The company that Hermana pioneered itself.


When Ridho entered the company. The employees there smiled friendly. And not infrequently bowed his body to the young man. Ridho replied with a smile as well.


"Our new director is very handsome" praised one of the female staff there.


"Yes. He was the only son of Hermana sir, you know" replied the other staff.


"Seriously?"


His friend nodded. "Yes." Yeah."


"Gue should be able to get him," he said with an arrogant look.


"No way can. Where does he want the same lo," cynical friend.


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