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Chapter 45
Today is the division of report and the rise of class. Aquedicate the current 5th grade and will rise to 6th grade. Azzam 2nd grade who rises to 3rd grade. Like last year, the two Rinjani children occupy the position of first rank champion. This time Rinjani did not come with Attar alone, but with Grandpa Atmaja and Bagaskara. The man accidentally came to Rinjani's children's class hike while making a video recording for his memento with his friends, because next year's teachings the teenage girl has moved to the city.
Aqilah and her friends shook hands and hugged each other if the girlfriends, those tears drenched their cute faces.
The children pray for each other. A farewell that makes the people who see it. Aqilah also had time to read poetry to the teachers at the school and also to his friends. Many people were sobbing crying when they heard the strands of words from this little girl.
Children who are now teenagers have started to grow up following their mothers. Like Aqilah who is now as tall as Rinjani, even though his mother is a high-bodied woman.
"Aqilah, you have to play with us if you come here later" said one of his friends Rinjani.
"Yes. Later I will come to your house if I come to this village," Aqilah replied.
Not much different from Azzam who say goodbye to teachers and school friends who are also his playmates as well. The young man gave a pencil to his friends as a memento.
"Azzam later you do not stop memorizing the Qur'an while there. If you come here we will ask Ustadz Hasan to test your memory" said one of Azzam's best friends.
"Yes, Insha Allah. I also found a hafidz place there. He said there was a tahfidz house suitable for me" Azzam replied.
"If you come back here, we'll find another fish in the river" he said.
"Yes" said Azzam.
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Rinjani and her family went to the capital after giving thanks for being citizens there. The day before, they had eaten together. Grandpa Atmaja to slaughter a cow to eat together. Of course the villagers of Suka Jaya are happy. They seem to be partying together.
They also drove Rinjani and her family with a wave of hands. Weeping should be seen from those people.
Rinjani's heart felt unwilling to leave the village. He felt very comfortable living there. It felt like something very important and valuable was left there.
Bagaskara saw Rinjani crying through the central rearview mirror. His little heart wanted to calm the woman down by removing the clear feathers that were still coming out of her net.
'Why do you always cry?' (Bagaskara)
Maybe because the day before they were busy throwing a farewell party with the villagers, making everyone immediately fall asleep, even though only a few minutes they took a car. Now only Bagaskara is still awake because he is driving.
"If you are tired or sleepy, we change," Rinjani said suddenly greeting Bagaskara's hearing.
"No. I don't feel tired or sleepy. You better rest. Your face looks a bit pale, definitely due to lack of sleep," said Bagaskara.
"I'm not sleepy just tired," replied Rinjani.
There was no more talk between them. Only silence happened there. Actually Bagaskara wanted to invite this mother-of-three chat, but was confused where to start.
Today's weather rained already a week ago often rain during the day. It usually rains at night. If such circumstances must be careful in driving a vehicle. Although ordinary rain is not heavy or not a rainstorm, still have to be careful.
"Bagaskara, should we pull over first until the rain subsides?" rinjani asked while looking out the window.
"Rain like this will be long. We'll be there soon, anyway" replied Bagaskara still focused on driving.
"Mom," called Attar as he extended his hands. The little boy wanted to be carried and sat on his lap.
"Why Brother?" rinjani asked while holding her youngest son.
"Fear," he answered.
Actually, the three Rinjani children if it rains always feel sad. It reminds me of the death of their father. Because, they know the accident happened because of the rain and the road became slippery.
Rinjani hugged Attar and kissed his head. Aqilah and Azzam held hands.
Somehow Bagaskara felt that Rinjani's children looked frightened. So he decided to pull the car over.
"Do you want to eat something warm?" ask Bagaskara.
"What food is that, Om?" azzam and Aqilah asked at the same time.
"Yes, for example meatballs, soto, chicken noodles, or what's good to eat hot," replied Bagaskara.
"Then we eat soto only," Rinjani continued while pointing to the soto shop beside her.
They all ate soto there until it rained down. Fortunately the rain quickly subsided and stayed just a small drizzle. After that they continued the journey again which stayed several kilometers. It was not until 30 minutes that they had reached Grandpa Atmaja's house.
"Alhamdulillah, we can arrive safely" Rinjani said and followed by others.
"Thank you for being our driver" continued the widow.
"Either. Instead I feel good to be able to make this journey with you guys" Bagaskara replied.
"Stay here, it looks like it's starting to rain again" Rinjani said as she looked towards the park.
The rain suddenly came back down and now it was rushing even followed by lightning and thunder. Bagaskara accepted the invitation. He also wants to be with Rinjani.
"It looks like God predestined Om Bagas to stay here first, huh?" Aqilah blinked one eye giving the code to the younger brother.
"Yes, right. Brother is also happy that Om Bagas can stay here for a long time," continued Azzam with a big smile.
"Sister, happy with Om Bagas," said Attar while holding the man's hand to enter the house.
'The kids are so close to Bagaskara.' (Kranjani)
"Om, come near Mom. Wish him to let his heart melt" whispered Aqilah as he passed by Bagaskara.
"Gee!" Bagaskara was surprised to hear the whisper of the girl.
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What will Bagaskara do to melt Rinjani's heart? Will he succeed? Wait for it to go, yeah!
Waiting for the next chapter. Yuk, read this friend of mine. Nice and exciting story, you know! Cus to the novel, yuk!