Hijrah in the Way of God
It's too ordinary

"Where are you doing, son?" While tying her hair, Ms. Fatimah asked her only daughter who was in the kitchen.

"Thank God, ma'am." Rahma stopped her activity of cutting long beans for a moment while looking at the mother. When she remembered something, the girl asked, "Who am I coming home with, Mom?" He will be very grateful to the good people who helped him.

I don't know what would have happened to him if the good guy hadn't helped.

"Your school friend is like. The kid's cute."

Rahma frowned at the answer of the woman by her side. "He said no, what's his name?"

The headband of the mother made the girl not ask any more. Although curiosity still gnawed at him.

 After she finished helping the mother to prepare the merchandise to be transported to the market, Rahma prepared to leave for school like the previous days.

At school

The sun was smiling brightly above the blue sky, sweeping away the dew drops in the leaves. The figure of a hooded woman appears to descend from a blue angkot after saying goodbye to the father who is the owner of the public vehicle.

Rahma took a deep breath of fresh morning air and exhaled slowly. Holding the end of her backpack strap, the girl walked towards the school gate in front of her.

It's too early. Only a few people were in the long corridor of the school. Rahma greeted the somewhat aged man who was a kindly cleaner. The man replied with a nod with a smile.

Rarely does anyone want to happily greet him. The average disciple here did not know manners and manners. Somehow their parents educated their children.

In class

"Why?" Ridho asked back with an innocent look.

"You don't usually play on that phone." The girl scowled, while the young man beside her looked indifferent.

"Inadvertently," Ridho replied as he yawned wide. The young man laid his head on the table, preparing to sleep the morning as the day before. Not paying attention to the nagging of the girl he's been with since first grade. He faintly heard like the sound of a horde of bees before his consciousness was taken away.

Just a few minutes the eyes were closed. A hard object felt like it was hitting his head. Ridho suddenly woke up, staring at the blackboard eraser that hit his head. The dark highlight shimmered looking for the perpetrator who threw it with that thing.

Indra by his side poked while pointing forward. Where a teacher stared fiercely at Ridho. Suddenly the young man thought since when his friend this one was beside him. He really didn't realize it.

"If you don't like my lesson, please come out!" snarled the female teacher in front of there.

And Ridho gladly obeyed. For what to learn, it is not interested in being smart.

Everyone was not surprised by the behavior of this student. It was too ordinary for Ridho to behave like this.

Now the goal of the dark highlighted youth is the UKS to continue the delayed morning sleep there.

And the umpteenth time he yawned while laying his body on the bed that is available in the UKS room.

The soft mattress feels massaging his back. Ridho started to close his eyes again. This time he made sure no one was bothering him anymore.