ABHIMANYU WORLD

XLVI Chapter: Required Terms

The first day of the exam will start at 07:00. The war started to be broken. We are like the warriors of Middle-Eath, joined by the Elves preparing for the onslaught of Orcs in Helm’s Deep. Ammunition should have been prepared in advance. Mentally will speak in this battle.

Five minutes before the fight, I was ready, straightening my back, folding my hands and sharpening my five senses. Seats are deliberately arranged somewhat apart, so the possibility of cheating can be minimized.

The seat that I sat on was in row number two from the front, while Darwis was in the back row. Of course, we could not choose a seat.

The position of Darwis at the back is quite profitable, but Darwis is not good at taking chances. His position was a kind of nightmare. Whereas before, Darwis had been kind to me to sincerely share the answer to him.

Not want!

Sorry Darwis! Do not mix friendship with testing. Outside we may be familiar, but inside this room we fight each other. If you're not ready, then be prepared to be a loser!

For some courses, there are open book exams. Unfortunately, it wasn't as easy as it was in my mind. Maybe because the level of students is adult, then the complexity of the problem is also different. Evidently, there are courses that use the open book system, but still the value is blocked.

Or maybe its human resources?

Supervisory lecturer arrives. His face looks haunted without a smile. A senior man with gray hair. The skin is jet, starting wrinkles inedible age. Yes, I know this teacher. The old lecturer who is usually called Mr. Johannes, taught the course of Fluid Mechanics that is very difficult. He graduated from the Technical Universitat, Berlin, a renowned institute of technology in Germany. For us, he is one of the experts in the field of science that is quite qualified.

Question sheets are starting to circulate. The mood is getting gripping. No sound, even forced to hold a cough or sneeze. The slightest sound will damage concentration. Our brains are already focused on the horror atmosphere of UAS.

Not to mention, the series of questions that read had become a terrifying nightmare. Suddenly all heads bowed, there was no time to look.

I turned my head towards Darwis. The boy looked uncomfortably. Immersed to the point of being out of breath in a predicament he created himself. Scratching his head, yawning and pretending to itch his feet. There was no elegant intellectual attitude towards him. I smiled inwardly, laughing at her suffering. Already know UAS, still relaxing.

Two hours, I feel like two centuries. Every second that passes feels very slow. The boredom began to break. Of the eight questions I was given, seven I did well. There's only one more question that's a bit annoying. Not can't, but forget the formula.

The examinees started to get nervous. To reduce it, I'm allowed to go to the toilet to wash my face. I stared at the image of a lethargic face in the mirror reflection of the campus toilet that began to crust. Here, I have to fight against the incomparably pungent scent of the pug. I don't know how many years this toilet hasn't been cleaned.

Suddenly behind me appeared an indistinct fervent student. I grunt.

Ah, Dervish!

“Ngapain come here?” I said while rubbing my face with a tissue.

My face looks more greasy. Indeed, basically my skin is oily, so everywhere I am always ready for cooling face wash, so that more kinclong appear in front of the audience.

“Numbers two and three dong. The way is diapain anyway?” her door.

“Ngak!” my firmness.

“What a hell you are! We are friends ..” Rayu Darwis.

“Friends outside, exam fitting no friend term. So learn, don't watch porn. Your brain is full of poison. So make thinking hard!” grumbling.

Darwis.

Actually, almost this heart was melted to see the face of Dervish clear. Maybe he's upset with me, but I don't care. All this for his own good.

“If the dahlia is surely loved...,” sulking Dervish.

Uh, how did Darwis carry the name Dahlia? I tried not to mention that name during the UAS. Dervish has never washed his face with sambal?

“Emang why if I tell Dahlia? You jealous?” my challenge.

“Yes I've been your friend for a long time!”

“I only help people who really need it not because they are lazy. Unfortunately, you don't get into that criteria. So accept your fate. Bye, Dervish!” I said while throwing a tissue from the face washcloth towards Darwis.

Darwis.

Fortunately, as far as knowing Darwis, we never once fought. Even if we have a disagreement, we can immediately resolve it. I have to admit, Dervish is also the patient type. He doesn't get blood on easily. That's why I dared to throw used tissue at him. If it was with another friend, I might have been mutilated alive in this toilet!

The time for the exam is over. All the participants breathed a sigh of relief. The working papers are collected by Hanafi, as our Komting class. The tens of tons of weights seemed to be slipping off the shoulders. At least for today, because tomorrow there is a different test to face.

Ah, tomorrow's tomorrow's thing!

A little science I stole from Andre.

We came out of the classroom, towards the base of each. My steps felt light towards the cafeteria, without a care for the Dervish who ran after me.

“Bi! Wait!” his yell.

I looked indifferently. This one weed why follow me?

“We studied together yuk ntar night. Teach me dong!” dervish Whine.

“The problem is Dar, I can't afford to study with friends. There is no serious, a lot of jokes, gossip ..” I explained.

“I'm a mother anyway? I promise I'll be serious. Please ya Abi handsome. I want my grades to be good let my parents be proud,” Darwis' appeal is getting worse.

Busyet! All these years new this time I was said to be handsome by guys!

As soon as I firmly, it turns out to melt also with the lure of death. Moreover, I saw the glaring Dervish gaze, making the defensive wall collapse as well. Within a minute, I weighed both good and bad when studying with Darwis.

On the positive side, I won't be lonely. Because loneliness will certainly drag into romantic memories in the past.

On the negative side, maybe my concentration is a little disturbed. Not sure if Darwis will be a sweet kitten. I've been worried about his behavior.

“Where ya?” I pretended to be confused.

“Think, yuk kutraktir ice beans ijo!”

Just incredible! Why not from earlier? If business were easy. Mumbles.

The study ended at the cafeteria table. We've got a deal to study together tonight. Officially my room was booked Darwis . The taste of ice beans suddenly so much better than usual. Probably because of the free effect.

“Hour seven nights and not late. If it's late, then my room door won't open for you!” I gave a warning. This is the positive value I adopted from Dahlia. There will be no tolerance for a minute.

“Ready!”

“Skinnuts don't forget! I'll make coffee!”

“Ready! Anything else?”

“Talking about nothing but exam material for tomorrow!”

“Agree! Anything else?”

“No mention of girl names!”

“Wrap! Anything else?”

I scrunched my forehead, trying to find other conditions so that learning activities together can run effectively.

“Oya, ten o'clock at night should be done. I want a quick break. So before I expel, you must be aware to immediately get out of my room!” I said later.

In fact, it is common to sleep at night at eleven or twelve. At least I have an hour to perform the ritual before going to bed. Washing your face and brushing your teeth is a ritual that must be performed before picking up a dream.

Dervish mangosteen-beard heard the required terms I read. No reason or objection whatsoever. He gave a thumbs up, a sign everything was sorted out.

“Be a good boy!” my word.

“That means what, Bi?”

Gum!

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