A Couple Against

ACCLIMATIZATION 3

Campus Second Floor, HMJ Secret Room

At the break of the class change, Bunga told her about her problems in Bu Ani's class a week ago to Ms. Dani, her brother and her supervisor at HMJ.

Bunga's friends in the student association unit, including also mas Dani was quite surprised by what Bunga did in Bu Ani's class. Achievement and track record of clean flowers, making something that happened in the class Bu Ani last time to be felt as something that makes them wonder. The act of Flowers is something foreign and tends to be strange, it is not like Flowers - to be exact, it is not like the attitude of a person with membership and an important position in HMJ.

"I don't know. I just went and left the class" Bunga told Dani. "To be honest I was scared, I didn't dare look at Bu Ani's face. My heart's beating pretty fast, just..."

"Whatever it is," Dani cut. He turned around his phone. "Remember you, chairman of HMJ. You know what you have to do," he said again before picking up his ringing phone.

The sound of shoes approaching, the door of the HMJ secret opened, Rais showed his head and two hands on the side of the door.

"Let's get in early, later again, walk out again," Rais joked to Bunga. Mas Dani cleared a small thump between his conversations on his phone."Uh mas Dani. I'm sorry I didn't see" Rais spontaneously opened his shoes and went in.

Finished with his phone mas Dani pampit home because of something business, besides that mas Dani also did not want to disrupt the lecture schedule Flower.

"Mas wants to hear the progress, tomorrow at the meeting, we continue," mas Dani offered his hand to salami.

After Dani, Rais also left Bunga and headed to Bu Ani's college class. Flowers who were afraid and ashamed of Bu Ani, chose not to want to go to class

sekar is alone in the HMJ secretariat. Before long, Rama seemed to be heading towards the lecture hall. Flowers walked to the front door to make sure that the man she saw was Rama.

"Rama," said the spontaneous Flower, his hands toast covering his mouth, then as fast as lightning he pulled his own body back into the secret.

Rama turned to scan the voice that called out to him, only then he continued his steps again because there was no one he saw behind him.

Arriving in front of the class, Rama looked at the clock in his hand. 'clock ten less,' Inner Rama, he felt too fast entering the class. And because there was still time, before entering the class that he thought was boring, Rama decided to go to the back toilet to smoke cigarettes first a two-stick item.

while Bunga, inside the secret, was engulfed in confusion. Rama who he had just seen, directly or not, had transmitted the courage to Bunga to stay in the class of Bu Ani. 'must be brave,' Inner Flower. he finally decided to enter.

At ten o'clock right Bunga arrived in front of the class. he looked at the doorknob of his class with a tremendous heartbeat.he exhaled loudly as an excuse. He pushed the door, Flowers came into the classroom.

'Sial,' Inner Flower. The class had not yet begun, but Bu Ani was already sitting in her chair. Flowers were still standing and yet to close the door, the gaze of Bu Ani and the rest of the class completely relaxed and held back her steps.The flower lowered her head, her gaze right at the end of her own shoes. From there, Bunga saw another pair of shoes right behind him, and when Bunga turned his head, Rama who had just returned from the back toilet was now standing right behind Bunga.

"you!". Whether who first said the word, both were both surprised, both said it. The flower was getting confused, he did not know what to react like. He looked again at Bu Ani's face and the rest of his class, 'no, this is not what you think!' hard interior.

The unluckiness of Flowers is not over, the seating arrangement in today's classroom is different. From there the Flower remembered something. 'compo!' his inner.

Rais said last week when Rama and Bunga left the class, Bu Ani asked the students to form a three-person presentation group per group.The whole class had already got a group, except for four people, two of whom are Rama and Bunga, while the rest are two people who almost every day never enter the class.the situation is the same as can not not not, Rama and Bunga joined in one presentation group and sat side by side for ease of discussion and classification.

"we need to talk" said Bunga half-whispering to Rama at the end of Bu Ani's class.

Flowers pretend to be busy tidying up the book when Bu Ani passes in front of their desk to leave the classroom.A line of war-laden faces is sent Bu Ani to Rama and Flowers which he gives the name ; Couple Fight.

Rama left the class. Flowers call out to him, but Rama is lost from behind the door. Flowers ran out, he saw Rama walking towards the stairs. Flowers chasing him, 'can!' bunga said in his heart when Rama stopped after Bunga grabbed his bag from behind.

"Wah, wah, wah, a couple that the mother always looks forward to finally being on this campus," Bu Ingrid, Lecturer of Pancasila, greeted Bunga and Rama when they met on the stairs. "Care Against" said Bu Ingrid again.

Flowers don't know what other expression to show for the umpteenth time today, he was struck dumbfounded again. Rama greeted Ms. Ingrid with respect. Spontaneous Flowers follow.

"Where are you going, Rama?sanggar?" ask Bu Inggrid. "no ma'am, I want to secure the front of the perpus."

"Oh no ma'am, I'm going to the lobby" replied Bunga.

"Well, incidentally, here with mom, I'm going to the lobby, too,"

"nghhh i-i-iya ma'am, come on."

Bu Inggrid swung his hand embracing the arms of the Flower.

"I go first, Mom," Rama said goodbye.

"Yes Rama. O yes, about your problems," said Bu Ingrid. "Mother on your side, a pair of fights!," Bu Ingrid coded with a finger and a friendly smile.

"Without Fighting?" spontaneously Flowers repeated the words of Bu Ingrid.

"It was from Ani. Chat about you guys, it's been pretty crowded in the lecturer's room lately."

"Ah, it is important that you remain calm" Bu Inggrid patted the shoulder of the Flower, "and, your man, the Flower. An authentic person. A person who deserves a woman as beautiful as you" Bu Ingrid pointed to Rama who walked down the stairs leaving them both.

"Mom, me and Rama just..."

"Just still know each other," Bu Ingrid cuts. "it doesn't matter.all romance goes through that phase. Merely, I'll bet you know the right person."

"nghhh, bb-bb-bu Ing..."

"By the way. Where did you like Rama from?" ask Bu Inggrid.

"Sorry, Mom?"

"Yes.you like Rama from his face? His work? you read his blog? or do you like his humanist personality, or?"

"The blog? the humanist? Flowers ask.

"Oh, from her blog, the anarchy pedestrian blog is yes," Bu Inggrid nodded. "Good, from the sika and the record of Rama there, you can know his soul. Unlike your other friends in choosing a partner, they only see the body. Not in accordance with Indonesia Raya. It's good that you did to Rama, build his soul first, just build his body."

"Look at our lecture Ma'am," the lacquered laughing flower.

"Well, it's good like this. Learn it from anywhere, from love, from nature, from the environment and from anywhere," Bu Inggrid responded seriously, "don't stop learning. Learning is forever, for life, not just nine years, and not just when you're in your college class."

"Yes, Mom."

"Momore college, pancasila. So if you rarely bring a book, take notes or what. Mother more often the story, pancasila it is in every one of us really, no need to be added a lot - a lot of other lecture theory, like other subjects, mother's job is only to invite students to take care of the values that already exist in them, yes it was, Pancasila.

Well, your man, Rama. My favorite student, it's natural that he managed to beat your HMJ comrades in the last annual debate yesterday. la wong he hung out in villages, on the mountainside, in traditional markets, in traditional markets, and sort of. Uniquely, in addition to being creative, his mind is open. So the economic concept he studied here he distilled, he was familiar with local values. In Mother tongue, it is called Pancasila economy. Even though I know Rama's argument is not from the order in the mother's books, the output is okay. Yaudah mother loves her good grades. Your friends who are only the theoretical capital of the numbers and memorization of the economy of enternesionil, keok lah in the debate.

Only, Rama sometimes less flexible, his emotions sometimes less mature. Though mother had advised him one thing; that emotional maturity was standing at a level above idealism," said Bu Ingrid again then stopped his steps that did not feel had arrived in the lobby. "that is why he has a lot of problems with lecturers who are by reference or scientific reference indeed cross with the ideology of Rama," continued Bu Inggrid.

Bu Inggrid then left Bunga to go to some students who were waiting for him. While Bunga, which has no plans to go to the lobby, chose to sit in the lobby chair. Flowers were silent thinking of Rama. Had entered seizing a small place at the head of the Flower anything Bu Ingrid said about Rama along the road earlier.