Hijrah in the Way of God
The helper

While at school, Ridho asked the security guard to open the gate.

"Did you go to school at night?" the guard asked a little surprised. It's very rare for anyone to go to school this evening.

"There's a business I have to settle, sir," Ridho replied flatly. "It's an emergency!"

"Okay, wait a minute!"

After the gate was opened the young man broke through just like that to come out upset from the security guard.

"There is no courtesy today with parents" he said.

On the other hand Ridho who was already in the toilet near the perpus also broke the door with all his might. He was shocked to see the girl he was looking for lying on the floor.

"Did he faint?" muttered.

The young man poked his shoulder and called out, "Hey?" Seeing no movement, he chose to carry the girl out of there. This must be given an award, because only this time he wants to do good to someone. Especially this girl?

Ridho walked past the school gate again regardless of the security guard question asking about this girl.

"Where are the girls going?" He did not know the address of the girl. Where should he deliver? I took it home.

The young man seemed to think after being in the car. After remembering something he returned to school to pick up the bag of the girl he often bully in his class.

This time the security guard chose not to ask. Free. It was only considered the wind then by that 12th grade disciple.

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Ridho contacted the girl's family via a message via an old-fashioned cell phone he took in a bag. As the phone rang, he shook himself. The girl's father called. Ridho has to say what?

He repeatedly took a breath. With hesitation he lifted it.

"The son fainted" he answered. Sounded nervous.

"Fainting? Why can?"

"I don't know, Sir!"

There was a heavy gust across there. Must be the middle-aged man worried.

"Mmm sir? Please send me your home address, sir! Let me take your daughter home!"

"All right! Thank you for helping my daughter."

After that the connection is cut off. Ridho put the old-fashioned phone back in a shabby bag belonging to the girl beside him.

He glanced at the girl at a glance, before turning on his car engine.

Address has been sent. He just needs to deliver this girl and tomorrow he will return to be a figure of Ridho as usual.

A few minutes on the way. Ridho pulled his car over in a simple yard. Once again he glanced at the fainted girl beside him. Only then did he realize this girl had a face that was not bad with clean white skin, a fairly pointed nose, slightly cabi cheeks, and thin lips.

Well-favoured. This girl is so pretty. Is Ridho's vision in trouble today? or he wasn't too focused on his face before.

Seeing him unconscious like this, Ridho felt a little pity. Has he been too much all this time?

The young man finally got out of the car and turned around opening the door next to the girl. He banged her towards the simple house in front of him.

Before the door was knocked, it was already open. A middle-aged pair came out from there with worried faces.

The middle-aged man took over his daughter in his arms. He thanked me again and offered to enter, which he immediately refused.