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Chapters 12. Small Accident

The beginning of the lecture began, today is the first day Aza entered college. His family had forbidden Aza to follow ospek, not important and could endanger Aza's health. But Aza refused, this time he wanted to get closer to the environment. Not having to get very close, considered not strange and know some people he was very grateful.

And of course what must be bothered to convey communication between Aza and family is Dikta. Sitting as usual on the Trans bus to the campus, what is different is the Dikta sitting next to him. Because it is required to wear a black and white themed dress code, today Aza still looks like a high school boy.

Her hair that was only clamped to the bangs gave a sweet impression to her flat face. They are cool with their cell phones, until they reach the campus.

"Go back and tell me." Pinta Dikta, Aza squinted his eyes.

"I came home in the afternoon" she replied.

"I'm picking it up, look at it!" Dikta showed his chat column, there was Vino and Gavin who warned Dikta to take Aza.

"All right." Aza then turned around, but Dikta's collar was resistant.

"You forgot something," Dikta extended her hand, for Aza to regret it. As usual Aza just served her like a dealmaker. Anxious, Dikta pulled Aza's hand and kissed her.

"You gotta learn this, hmm?" Then Dikta patted Aza on the shoulder, encouraging the girl.

"If there's a problem, call me, if you can't get a friend, take a break and have lunch and meet me at the cafeteria. We can eat together." Aza nodded then left Dikta who waved her hand while smiling at her.

"My wife is beautiful... Thank you God!!" Dikta cried when Aza was no longer visible.

***

Aza line in the middle, hearing the speech delivered by the rector and orations delivered by his senior made him sore. Lucky even though the event was held outdoor, the organizers were kind enough to set up a tarub tent. There are still a lot of students who have fainted. Perhaps such a thing would not be avoided by every event organizer.

After the official event is over, it's time for a lunch break. Later after the dzuhur prayer time continued the non-official event that will be hosted by the event committee or its seniors. It seems that what Dikta said was true happened, he did not get any friends. He sent a message to Dikta to pick her up in the field, because he did not know the location of the campus.

Even so he felt lucky now there is Dikta, first day of entering High School he was even late to class because he did not know where the room was. Wanting to ask he was scared and embarrassed, it was his first day out into his many human environment.

Usually Jacob and Amanda invited him to hike or recreation, but because of the incident he still had difficulty communicating with unknown people, Jacob and Amanda routinely invited him to social service activities. And because of that he can get used to talking to other people, but still different when he communicates with people his age. It's hard, he can't get into their world. World's different.

"You tired?" Tanya Dikta the appearance of the man still looks fresh, I don't know according to Aza so.

"Lumayan." Reply Aza.

They also headed to the canteen. Dikta ordered food, while Aza looked for a seat. Aza is not picky about food, she eats everything available. As an expression of gratitude he was able to eat freely, because in the past he even very rarely met decent food.

Dikta brought him a serving of rice with sauteed mushrooms and fried tempeh and chicken milk equipped with onion sambal, very fitting for lunch. And a bottle of mineral water. While Dikta himself only ordered a bowl of meatballs.

They enjoy lunch with the occasional Dikta asking a few questions to establish communication. Aza was one of the people with a typical fast meal, so his food was exhausted first than Dikta.

Although already feeling full, Aza is quite tempted by meatball pentol in the bowl of Dikta. Trying to refrain from looking wanted, Dikta instead caught his wife's strange girly staring at him then immediately shifted his gaze many times.

"You want to?..." Tanya Dikta while sticking a fork that has meatball pieces at the end. Without speaking, Aza immediately grabbed the meatball. The gaze they met, in the eyes of Dikta at this time Aza looks cute with a naughty impression on her face. And that made him blush.

"Pantes aja we ajakin join do not want, already ngegeget MABA taunya. Where is the dapet I'm looking for again." Suddenly came three other young men, friends of Dikta. Pat Dikta's shoulder until it sounded loud.

"Neng geulis, though,... How do you want this jenglot?" Ask the other young man to Aza.

"Jenglot?" Aza asked confusedly, Aza this kudet and her kuper are very acute.

"Don't talk weird." Dikta.

"You don't take them seriously, they're just kidding. Introduce, they're my friends, this one's Nanang," pointed Dikta at the man who just patted him.

"This is Esa" pointed the Dikta at the young man who called him 'geulis'.

"And this one, Tedjo." Appoint Dikta on charming young man with long hair and glasses.

"So soon, you're no longer practicing theater, right? I'm so mouthful." Nanang chirps, Dikta feels scared that Aza is angry because of her friend who is bar-bar. Actually it is not a disrespectful attitude, fellow friends are so, right? The more familiar and close the friendship, the more violent and inhumane the language they use. But it was very normal, but Dikta had to understand the condition of Aza who rarely got along with people like him.

Aza rolled her eyes lazily, staring at the watch. It seems like it's time he got back to his place.

"It seems like it's time for me to return." Aza stood up who spontaneously Dikta stood up.

"I'm taking ya?" Pinta Dikta's.

"No, your friends seem to really want to talk to you." Said Aza, then cleaned her bag.

"If there's anything, call me immediately." Said Dikta who was only replied to a blink as an answer 'yes'. Aza is gone.

"That's the bad guy?" Tedjo asked, Dikta sniffed his shoulders.

"Hopefully not." Reply slowly.

"You mean?" Ask Tedjo again.

"Somehow, I told you, right? To this day away from me. Why are you on my nyamperin, where else is the same Aza again." Gerrutu Dikta's.

"Yeee, stingy very lo. Don't be possessive of being a guy. Ohhh her name is Aza." Dumel Nanang's.

"Not possessive, the Aza is his son rada... uh. not an acute ansos. Afraid he's not comfortable with our habits, I just have to adjust a lot to be able to balance him." Obviously Dikta is short.

"Ok is understood, by the way he who lo? Adek is not possible, Desi is still Junior High. There is not even a fingernail that looks like it." Chirps Esa.

"Wife." Dikta replied hesitatingly.

"Well crazy, don't you have a dream during the day? Goosebumps me." Sorak Nanang's.

"Nih look at my ID card, not yet married again rich that you have. Another lifetime." Showing off Dikta to friends, that's how the men if they've gathered. Whatever their age, the random things they do seem to make them forget their age.

"Over the story, so I ask you guys to slowly yes if you want my acquaintance bini." Clearly Dikta when his friends demanded an explanation to him.

***

"Each person in a count of ten must have made a maximum group of six people in a circle. One...!" Shouted the senior who had just entered the hall, the activities were moved to the hall due to the rain. Even though there is a tarub tent, it will still make participants exposed to splashes of water. In order to avoid unpleasant things, the committee did just that.

All the participants scattered to form groups, as well as Aza. But he was always left behind when he saw a group that lacked members, he lost quickly. Until the last count Aza just got the group.

"Ok, in this game our confidence is challenged. One person advances to the center of the circle, his eyes will be closed, then he is asked to drop in any direction. Well, here's your job as a team to make sure he doesn't really fall. Toward whoever the person is dropping down, you must be strong enough to hold him." Aza was chosen to advance by his team members, he stood in the middle with his eyes closed.

"You can trust us Aza," said Diko one of his team, they all had a brief acquaintance.

"Yes Aza," the cue from the committee starting from the tenth count, Aza stiffened as he dropped his body.

Brak!

Aza fell for real, the person he fell for even retreated backwards.

"I-I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm not strong. My hand was broken." Said the girl in fear, as people swarmed Aza who was grimacing in pain.

"Lo can say from the beginning if you can't, it's dangerous! Crazy you ya!" Princess Saying.

"Ma-I'm sorry." The girl was nervous. The committee also arrived.

"I told you at the beginning!" Angry committee.

"Bring first to UKK," said the senior with the other team who had prepared the stretcher.