@Alfuqair

Assalamualaikum Wr Wb.

Hey, hey, hey gals. I don’t care about the grammar. But I’ll be really glad if you wanna give me some correction.

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He’s my classmate named Aal or Alfuqair Ilar Rahman. He’s good looking but it doesn’t mean I like him. Popular and photogenic. Girly? Yes, little bit girly. Sometimes, he is annoying. Really annoying, I swear. Aal is smart, moreover in Arabic lesson. He also fashionable, maybe more fashionable than me. He has many branded t-shirt such as 3 Second.

Aal is active boy. He is the leader of Language Development Center in the school. Last semester, he got class leader position, with me as secretary. In OSIMA, he’s member of Language Section. In Bakti Sosial and Safari Dakwah committee he was a member of Decoration and Documentation Section.

Today he took leave this school and said today was the last day of him. Tomorrow morning, Aal will leave Malang to go to Jakarta. He will never come back to MAN 3 for school. He talked much in front of the class and told us about his impression of us, one by one. I asked him, “You don’t cry, do you?”. Some friends answered me, “He’s trying to hold out his tears.”

He will go to Egypt for school. It was a command from his parents, so we could do nothing. Some girls cried, include me. We lost our classmate for the twice. First is Aprilia Atwitri Annisa or April. The boys had know about it and didn’t told us. First, I thought it was a kidding. Unfortunately, it’s real. Tomorrow he will leave Malang. Although he mostly an annoying boy, Aal was still our friend. Forever and always.

So we decided to hold a simple farewell party. Dea and I went to Gramedia to buy some stuff for him. We got an inspirative book from Cairo and a cute notebook for letter. Meanwhile Fiyang and Fridina went to Modern Film to print a photo and buy a frame for gift. I also bought McFlurry Blackforest Wafer. Tika and Iil went to Nasi Goreng Malang restaurant to order 24 boxes of fried rice for eat tonight.

After prepared everything, at afternoon after Isya praying we gathered in 2^nd floor corridor near library. Everyone was coming except Izam. I don’t know why. The simple farewell party started by Iil reading shalawat, followed by us. Because tomorrow is 12 Rabi’ul Awal, Prophet Muhammad’s birthday. Then, speech by Miqdar as the new class leader. Followed by Aal. Here, Fiyang and I started to cry. Fortunately we brought 2 packs of tissues. He told us how his first day here was. In Khurtum. In classroom. Aaah, too precious to forget.

Tea timeee! Everyone in the circle opened their own dinner. We didn’t forget to pray before eat. The fried rice wasn’t hot anymore, but I don’t know why it still taste nice. Maybe because I was starving --v. We ate the fried rice while kidding. Laugh and smile. Everything seems okay, just like nothing gonna be happen tomorrow. No one leave the class tomorrow. Still 23, no change.

Iqbal called a junior for took our photo after eat. We took photo together, Izam didn’t join the farewell party till the end. It feels like the class still 22, absolutely awesome :’). Actually we planned to drive Aal out to Abdul Rahman Saleh airport but he rejected. He asked us to not drive him out to airport because he didn’t want to troubled us. So we decided to accompany him in front of the school while waiting for the taxi.

Sure, I just can’t believe he will leave us tomorrow.