Part 2.

Bismillah

In the name of Allah, the most Gracious and the most Merciful,

flash back from the past :

did I said in the first paragraph right, that , as we planned, Allah also planned and He is the best of Planner, right ? and things happened way beyond my expectation. 

cont.

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the first day of class was quite hectic and it was actually normal. to back on track with the class and so on after a week of holiday kind of need a lot of new spirit to carry on. I just don't really sure if all the senior felt like what I feel about being senior, it is like, the more I upgrade my semester, I became more 'care less' about anything that I wear. oh maybe it is because me myself who really lazy to argue with myself on what I should wear for today yada yada and yada. so logically, I will choose to wear something 'black' in colour because it is more easier to choose and make a decision. and plus, black do look good on me. (allowed me, haha)

but somehow, there will be a day, when I had this kind of 'rajin-ness' inside of me who want to wear other than black. and I believe that, every single time I wear other than black, it kind of burst my happiness a lot. I guess, colour do a lot of positive thing around me.

back to the story, as the class start, it goes with all the presentation, the tutorials, the assignments and all. all those campus activities that need to fill into and so on. being a students not really you need to study but also doing other things too. well, it is life, so, why not being a normal person who mingle with everyone ?

but I guess, it is not really apply on me. not saying that I don't have any friend, it just I love to keep my surrounding as safe as I want. so yeah, a little snack peek about my campus like. believe me, it is not that active, but I am happy.

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when you had this kind thought that for every thing that you already plan, should be the one who follow the flow, but somehow, it doesn't move as what you thought about.

on week 12 of 53 for this year, something happened. well I pretty sure that you guys who read this know what I meant about. on 16th of March, our Prime Minister announced about the RMO, as know as, Restricted Movement Operation will be started on 18th until 31th of March. me, who knowing that news from our popular social media , twitter, I had this thought, 'ouh, we all going to stay at campus for a long time.' never , I repeat, I never thought even in slices in my mind that we can go back to our home because, yeah, we do have a lot of thing to do at campus, like settling our assignments and all, and it actually quite impossible to just have the permission to go back home.

and while doing my work at my room, suddenly Ibu called me. and trust me, I felt so so guilty because its been a while for the last time I called Ibu. so, having my own mother called me, I do felt guilty. and we talked.

and you know, the reason why she called me ?
yes, she was asking, when I going to back home. maybe she thought that, our campus would allowed students to go back home after the RMO announcement. so, I told Ibu that, 'I don't really sure if I can go back or not, because our Director didn't told anything at all.' so yeah, I just said, it is okay Ibu. I can be here. don't worry. I'm good.

on next day, after subuh, I took my phone and trying to check, if , only if there's class cancelled or online classes just because of the issue and so on. because, I don't really want to be among those that actually getting early to class. so yeah, this is so me.

and turns out that, our lecturer sent this chat from our Director says that,

'Every students are allowed to go back to their hometown starting 4.30 pm. and for those who take flight can get ready early.' 

so I was so shocked and kind of happy because, yeah, we. can. go. back. home. like, wallahi, I never had that thought in my entire life. 

cont. 

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a little snack peek, actually the hurricane are not really done yet. still have a lot thing to do, so, this time also, I'll hang the story. 

by that, 

May peace be upon you .