College Or College Ah?

College Or College Ah?
What the hell is Fasya?



"I'm sorry, but I have to go home because I want to take lessons" I said.


At that time I lied to Fasya because I might say that I was not allowed to eat with him by Andreas.


Fasya must have thought "very old Rain your girlfriend"....


"Oh yaudah, I anterin you go home" he said.


"Yes yes, next time yes we eat" I said feeling bad.


"Yes promise? I bill you later" ledeknya..


At the red light, Fasya had crossed paths with his classmates two men who berbongcan wear a motor matic. They also looked at me and smiled at me.


"Halo Raina, greetings" said one of them.


"Yes, in the department you can enter the sale of goods I do not?" my many.


"You mean to sell to my majors?" tanyakanya.


"Yes, I want to sell more territory if you go to your department" I said.


"May, because in my generation there is no rich sales so you can stop by. I'll be told" he explained.


"Yes yes? tomorrow I also bring the goods sale ko yes only mochi ice, duren cup the same donut ko potatoes" I replied.


"Yes, may we have our break time together. Must be good practice in my class mah, because it's on all the snacks" he said.


Arriving home....


I immediately took a shower, ate and played with Recca on the back porch while helping her with PR.


"Teh, recca is given this same as your boyfriend" said Recca while showing the keychain.


"Bears key chain? funny bangetsih. Ko teteh just found out?" my many.


"Yes the problem said the sister, Recca should not tell you immediately she was afraid to ask" replied Recca innocently.


Recca's new 4th grade Elementary School, she's too innocent to call the word "boyfriend" I feel so bad to hear her call Andreas with the name 'boyfriend'....


"When did he give it to you?" my many.


"Pas Recca wants to go to the market with Mom, sister says this makes a sign in my bag so that my bag does not disappear. The keychain is only one in the world, so I'm the only one that's loved and I don't" he explained.


I laughed at how trusting Recca was in Andreas' last joke.


Keychain bears like so many, definitely sold freely in the accessories store. But I just saw the hell that the color can change like Recca's.


"Teh, laper" said Recca.


"Say the same Mother, teteh also laper" I replied.


"Wouldn't want to make instant noodles, right?" recca whine.


"Jude, but we ate it in secret, huh? let me not get caught by Mom. Yuk?" take me.


Lately after I got sick last time, Mom became very protective of my diet. Mom would have strongly discouraged me from eating instant food, just like Andreas did.


The two of them never let me form my favorite instant ramen again.


"Can't be instant-instant, later the digestion is problematic again"...


Sometimes, I would ask Randy or Recca for help to get a bottle of hot water to my room to brew instant ramen.


Every now and then, I had to take the two to a meal together so they forgot to tell Mom.


After entering the room, I immediately called Hanifa to ask her to add the goods sold tomorrow.


"Halo fa, tomorrow bring the goods a little. We sell to the department of Fasya, I told him I could" ....


"Okay Rain, add 20pc?"


"Yes fa, don't forget?"


"Ready, oiya duty email Pustaka Alam said it should be sent this afternoon loh Rain. Are you done?"


"Udahsih, just send. How're you?"


"Not a bit more, it's still fussing. Yaudah ntar connected again huh?"


Her night.....


Fasya had called me, asking how the trading plan would be tomorrow.


I said, "yes, tomorrow I'll sell to your department"....


He sounded enthusiastic, maybe he liked one of my three best friends so he was very excited.


I spent almost 3 hours in front of my laptop screen, working on unfinished tasks for the next week.


"I'm going to Tangerang this weekend, so I have to finish my duties before leaving for Saturday" I thought.


I keep this plan a secret to Andreas, I want to preach it when it gets to the front of the cost later.


"Sister, this weekend's sister's working too?"


"Gak dek, holiday anyway but I can not go to Bandung because there are some work that monday make. So the power has to be put first"


"Hmmm, are you spirit? oya kak kosan brother is a special officer or general, sak? it means there's a girl, right?"


"There's a ko, but a chick upstairs. Guys downstairs. Most bank employees are the same as office employees"


"Hmm where is the address?"


"Well, what's the address? you also know you're not going to be here haha"


"Who knows, I've been in the field lecture there can continue to stop by brother"


"I'll see whatsapp to be satisfied. You didn't go eat the same Fasya?"


"So, I'm going straight home"


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I lured Andreas to tell him the address, because as long as he worked in Tangerang I only knew the address of his office.


The plan was, I would part ways with Hanuka after I got there and only in the morning would I return to Grandma Hanifa's house to go to the beach with them.


"Hopefully my plan goes well"


The next day....


Around 8 o'clock...


Me, Nunu and Arika were waiting for Hanifa in the parking lot with the spirit of the three of us going to sell before starting class at 11 pm.


In fact, there are a lot of division meetings to talk about hydrological practicum and BEM later in the afternoon so we want to divide the time as best we can.


Fasya had already informed me that she was taking a class break at around half 10.


"I'll be your class" I said.


Among the classmates of Dawn, Hanifa's face is very familiar and may be able to attract her friends to buy our merchandise.


"You're the same as Nunu to Fasya class huh? I'm with Arika in the lobby" I suggested.


"Yes rain, I just want to broadcast two people diem in the lobby because it's a pretty rame" said Hanifa.


Half an hour later....


"Sisa 2 dong haha, crazy on buying all the said that were sold in the MIPA bazaar at that time was delicious so they are on the buy again" explained Nunu.


"Oya rain, some of her girl friends Fasya also order totebag same pouch. They have DM on Instagram he said" explained Hanifa.


"Yaudah, later in the class I check, hopefully the stock is still there" I replied.


"We also have a little bit left again, at most we are kept in the lobby of the department also abis ni goods" said Arika.


The four of us moved to the Lobby department, I accidentally saw Kayi and Rani being scolded by Mr. Rohmat.


"What the hell are you guys? it has been told to ask to be completed on time but still not appropriate. If you are not able to work on that title, do not force it! mending you guys just change the title! how to pass the PKM if your work is always this way" said Mr. Rohmat.


I elbowed Hanifa, and she immediately sent out a signal that she understood what Mr. Rohmat was saying just now.


"It must be about the PKM proposal, they will desperately want to graduate and part of his guidance lecturer Mr. Rohmat. Not safe even dying so, fortunately our proposal passed first huh Rain?" hanifa.


"Yes, but this means a month from now before the implementation of the program we have to work more seriously so as not to fail" I said.


"Each Rain, oya the bailout is not yet liquid huh?" ask Nunu.


"Nu not yet, the proposal whose title passed the selection stage 1 will only get funds later this month if not wrong 750 thousand deh" explained Arika.


"Lumayan tuh make for four" said Nunu.


"Keep if you pass again, how much money do you give to work?" ask Hanifa.


"Yes depending on the fa, we know how much to budget. A maximum of 15 million is also given" I replied.


"Well, big too? steady" replied Arika.


"Yes as much as the responsibility as well, such funds will make the course of the program not to be divided into hahaha" explained Hanifa.


It looks like starting next month, we will be very busy. Daily routine for college, trading, not to mention meetings and work in BEM as well as campus assignments and now we have to start thinking about our PKM.


"Waaah can be stressful if you think about it from now on, it's the most real this weekend we have a vacation a second to the beach" said Nunu.


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Three days later.....


Hanifa couldn't pick me up at home to go together to campus because her car was in the workshop.


"I'm sorry Rain, but yesterday we just bought gasoline for the wart (his car name) but have entered the workshop just now" Hanifa said in a phone call.


"Father Fa, I'm an angkot" I replied.


When I was about to cross in front of the house complex to wait for the angkot on the other side of the road, suddenly there was a motorbike that was speeding very fast and grazed me.


"Awwww" I said in pain.


I fell and almost hit my head on the sidewalk. My legs are hard to move because of shock and weakness.


"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry so don't see anyone crossing. Mba did it suddenly" said the impactor.


"Loh mas ko lalahin who crossed the heck, already know the red light mas still maksa forward. He's really in the zebracross" martial Fasya who was suddenly behind me.


Fasya helped me and helped me to stand up.


I had time to pass it so as not to prolong the conversation with the impactor, because it would only be a waste of time.


"What are you doing again? very interesting to cross here" asked Fasya.


"You want to go to the campus, because Hanifa can not pick up and at home there is no motorbike has been taken by me to school" I explained.


"Why not ask me for help anyway? we are a college, a college too. If you make nebengin go to doang mah campus, I can Rain" he explained.


"Wouldn't ah, I'll take care of you again. Are you going to campus yu now? afraid of being late" asked me.


"Yaudah but cure your wounds first, wait here while I go home first take the helmet again" he said.


Finally after treating the slight wounds on my legs and elbows, we set off for college.


"Are you sure you're not papa?" ask Fasya when we get to the parking lot.


"Yes sure, thank you very much. I don't know what it would be like if there wasn't you" I said.


"Yes, equally. If you want to go home, will you? do not be afraid to fail to cross the rich again earlier" ledeknya.


I also parted with Fasya in front of his faculty....


Arriving in class....


Arika and Nunu who were also in class at the same hour as me had asked what happened to me, when they saw my path was a bit limped and my elbow was plastered.


"So the motorbike serembet pas nyebrang" I replied.


"Nyebrang in front of your compound?" ask Nunu.


"Yes" I replied.


"He was brave, I was afraid to be told to cross there. That is a cepet line should be built there bridge crossing people" said Arika.


Arika and Nunpun entered class, while I waited for the lecturer in my class.


Shortly before Hanifa arrived, Fasya sent a message.


"It's the same with me, isn't it? i waitin. You said that if you finished the class. Take care of the road!"


"Fasya very attentive, does he really feel sorry for me because of the motorcycle's uniform?" my thinking.


I just read the message without replying, because the Lecturer has entered the class and the lesson began...


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After class is over....


"Rain, replace the plaster with infection loh" Hanifa said.


"Yes replace Rain, I have plaster?" sahut Hasan's.


"No need ah, here's a little doang ko's wound. Gapapa hahaha" I replied.


"Eh rain, want to read dong love letter to you from the younger brother level hahaha he said dapet a lot huh?" ledek Hasan's.


"Yes Raina's the most, with 16, isn't Rain?" ask Gian.


"Yes, take it in the box. I always carry it everywhere ko, because it's funny every read so immediately the spirit is said to be beautiful" explained me with a laugh.


That day, because my feet hurt I couldn't help Hanuka sell. They understood and asked me to sit in the classroom while making a new design for our next totebag production, while the three of them went on tour.


"Udah Rain you are just a design picture or on my laptop only all of you" said Nunu while giving his laptop to me.


"Yes nu, you're the spirit!!!" I said.


While I was waiting in class, I heard Rani and Kayi arguing over what they were arguing about.


"Have you done the program all by yourself!" rani shouted while sounding slamming the classroom door.