A Couple Against

ACCLIMATIZATION 2

A few days after Rama fought in Bu Ani's class, the lecturer who by the children of the theater and mapala environment called "The Anying "Bunga came to the sanggar to meet Rama.

Bunga ventured to meet the campus delinquents, so said his friends in HMJ.Bunga no choice. Bu Ani, who took offense at the events in macroeconomics class last week, passed Bunga and Rama to the prodi's supervisor, who finally ordered the two of them to face up and apologize. 'Bunga conspired with Rama to humiliate Bu Ani in front of the students', he said.

in addition to the internal pressure of HMJ, having a bad record related to the implementation of campus lectures is also a disgrace that is not trivial anymore for the best students on campus, it cannot not be, it cannot be, however, Bunga must meet Rama and take him to face Bu Ani.

"Rama" said Bunga to Rama who was on his tiptoes on a chair looking for the hangar keys he used to place in the ventilation hole above the door.

Rama did not hear the greeting of Flowers, but from the reflection of the window window of the Mapala room in front of the sanggar, Rama knew someone was approaching behind him. Only, when Rama got down from the chair with a key in his hand, the Flower had already gone from the hangar.

Rama was already inside the hangar when Bunga came back with two cups of coffee in his hand. Flowers stood up and called Rama back from the door. Just like before, this time Rama who was lying down reading a book and listening to music with a headset in his ear, did not hear the call of Flowers.

Lurah, a mapala boy whose secret room is right in front of the Theater studio, entered the hangar approaching Rama.

"the upper man, Rama. Chairman of HMJ," said lurah.

Rama put down the book and the headset.

"There is a bright," said the cursing again as he pointed at the door, "*****.beautiful, I want to accept him if you don't want Rama"

Rama marched to the door to the flower.

"Flower," a smiling flower greeted Rama. " Indurasmi Flowers ".

With a cold gaze, Rama looked at the Flower from the tip of the shoe to the tip of the hair. From such a way of looking, one would become well aware of what knot of rope the Flower tied on his shoes, the size of the circumference of his feet, even the number of buttons the shirt the Flower wore.

" k-k-coffee... " The flower gives you a cup of coffee.

Rama welcomed. Flowers smile for that. With coffee, Bunga hopes that the chat and his introduction to Rama will be more relaxed.

Lurah bamit left, he felt bad to be in the sanggar.

"Lur" Rama roasted Lurah before he went to the secret, "want syrup gk nih," said Rama again as he swung his cup.

Flowers startled, he rancid his cup. "coffee coke" his inner.

"coffee... Rama," said Lurah as soon as the cup was in his hand.

"what's the syrup?" said Rama

"tea?"

"fast"

"coffee?"

"bitter"

"well, what's that feel like?" ask Rama again.

Lurah took a sip of coffee in a Styrofoam cup in her hand.

"hee, cutie..." Lurah chuckled, "sweet coffee" he said.

"take it there," closed Ram.

watching all that, the Flower that has tried hard to continue to give the best smile and build a relaxed attitude, destroyed instantly.Add Rama's gaze that is always sharp, really makes the Flower like unable to move. her legs were fixed, her lips frozen, her pair of beautiful eyes were now a silent lake.

the image of the harsh and unfriendly rama that the Flower comrades had implanted in his head, completely perfected the fear of the Flower before Rama.

"miss.." said Rama disperse the mind of Flowers.

Flowers were surprised to hear that. The coffee cup in his hand slipped out of his grasp and fell right on top of his beloved sneaker. Flowers can no longer hold everything. Instantly he scattered his body away leaving the sanggar.

"Your HMJ chief is like that" shouted out loud from the secret.

"how are you?"

"kayak..." Lurah looked for the word to the front of the secret door.

"horse horses leave the muddy field" said Rama, watching the quick pace of pigtailed women leaving traces of coffee printed on footwear.

"The horse is pretty, right?" Lurah seduces

"Horse is trash," Reply Rama again while cleaning the cup garbage and coffee spills in front of the sanggar