
I'm Wahdi. Wahdi Ananta, I grew up tall and white. I am the only son of a farmer. I live in (city ) East Lombok.
It's 07:00 in the morning.
At about 06:45, my father went to the rice field, with his stall. My mother is cooking in the kitchen.
If I was, again in the room, accompanied by the warm tea that my mother made earlier, while I wrote my mass story with her, which I often call girls unclear.
an obscure girl who always colored my mass story when I was in college in (town ) Mataram.
Do you want to know what the story is like? Let's start with the story :
In 2016, I first went to college, at a private college in
(city ) Mataram, majoring in Economics. Because I live in East Lombok, so I rent a boarding house there.
Monday, September 2016, at 08:00 in the morning, I'm ready to go to college. When I arrived at college, my intention was to go straight to class.
I was walking in the courtyard of the college towards class, I saw a girl, short-haired, with her hair in a flops beside, who was walking in front of me, with her zipper bag open, and one of the books he was carrying fell out of his bag. I saw the book he fell out of his bag, I called him…
“weee, your book is falling,“ with a shout
But he didn't hear. So I took the book. My intention is that if I see him again, I give him back his book, but if not, yes, don't blame me.
I continued my journey to class. Once I was in class, I saw the girl, who was sitting on the 2nd row bench, which I marked, with her hair clamped on the side with her short hair. He was in class with me.
I approached him to return his book, “ni your book.”
But he looked at me in surprise, I don't know what he was thinking?
He said, “you who took my book, yes, fit me again in the canteen.“
“what did you say, I took your book?“ I'm amazed
“ya,“ his eyes glared at me
“eeee, your book, it fell, so I picked up your book..
“lucky I took your book, if someone else took it, I don't know.” I acted judes.
He took his book from my hand by force, “sini.“
“already helped do not say thank you.”
“what you said, I should thank you“
I looked at him
“iya,” I replied briefly, with a snarl.
“thanks, self-serving guy,” he said by force.
“basic girls unclear“
“what did you say, I'm an unclear girl?“ while looking at me with a sharp look.
“ya, if you are an obscure girl,” I replied as I left her, and went to sit on the back bench.
He said, “e, you 'tu, ngeselin guy, self-serving guy,” he was indecisive angry, while watching me walk towards the back.
I heard the chatter, I did not respond to it anymore. I thought if I helped her, even not kelar-telar, so I as a man, I think I just cringe at the same girl unclear it. Where else do I fight with him, my classmates menggeliatin we continue, who again fight. I was embarrassed that day.