Fake Friend

Spicy Taste

15 Minutes of testing. A young man arrived late with the corners of his lips bruised and his eyes looking swollen, his walking manner was also slightly limp.

The lecturer who saw him late with apprehensive condition did not have the heart to scold. He walked over to an empty bench. His eyes glanced at me, as he passed by my seat. Arif immediately got the question and answer sheet for Candra. A sharp look at Arif's lead to Candra, like a hostile person. What's up with them? Why do their faces look so vengeful?

The 60 minutes of facing the matter of the Engineering Material exam, made me a little dizzy. This is the first exam, and an hour later another course is changed. Arif looks relaxed in working on the problem. I don't understand if he really understands the answer or doesn't know at all.

I stretch my fingers to find ideas. But I saw that next to my right head there was no shadow of a neon light, and the idea went out. Well this is because last night did not study and because Bang Raga who had left me in the Park.

Well, sorry I didn't learn, I lyric lusi that looks confused. While my friend who is on my left side the sheet is also still empty. One by one I worked, with little knowledge I knew. When I finished at number 10, the time was very fitting, when Mr. Lecturer ordered us to collect the answer sheet.

Ah, Lega one lecture is over. I walked out of the classroom to the back of the campus, wanting to see my book that I hadn't read for my second exam. Sitting under a shady, cool tree sitting underneath.

One pat on my shoulder shocked me who was seriously reading. Seen the bruised face came to disturb. I didn't care and turned my back on him and kept flipping through my books. I hope what I read is in the future.

" Nisa..," Candra's voice was heard calling my name.

" Hemm," I said hearing his call that was still focused on reading books.

" You're still mad at me Sa.." Candra asked me in a gentle tone.

"No," I said with a sniffle.

" Why do you keep quiet every time you see me?" asked Candra again dissatisfied with my answer.

I didn't answer his question, because I felt a waste of energy. For what in ladeni, because the edges also later we get the sap.

I'm still focused on learning. Arif's voice rang out behind me greeting the Candra.

" Loe did not see Nisa again studying," said Arif with a tone up an octave.

" Yes, I see, continue what the same thing loe," said Candra to Arif who knows Candra Arif also no relation with Arif.

" There dong.., there will be my cousin's sister, I asked to take care of her," said Arif prides himself as my personal bodyguard.

" What is certain is that Nisa does not belong to you right, why loe who sewot," Candra told Arif who had been a little hard.

" No kapok-kapok also you yes approach Nisa, do I need to add more in front of loe!," said Arif with indignation.

Uh, wait!, what did Arif say earlier, want to add a wound to the Candra's face. Did the one who hit Candra's face was Arif? Why did Arif hit, what was the problem?

Candra looked clumsy, she turned her back and walked a little limp away from us.

" Rif, what did you mean by that Candra? did you hurt Candra? recited

" I.dak" said Arif who was nervous and Arif looks wrong.

"Don't lie to Rif!," I shouted because the Wisdom's attitude was very suspicious.

" No Sa." said Arif who covered up the truth. " Here you go in, the second exam will begin" said Arif who stepped in without looking back.

I followed Arif to class. Classes are back. An empty bench lives on the front. I don't want Arif and I to sit in front. I put my back on the chair. Looks like a handsome Lecturer who oversees the Engineering Physics exam by carrying questions and answer sheets in his hands.

Usually Arif is asked to share a question sheet, but this Lecturer is like looking for attention from students in the class. Who wants to have a crush on Lecturer? I already have a fiancee. My fiancee is also handsome, rich again.

If the female Lusi happens, her ID card is female, in fact male. Raya is the other tomboy, who is usually called Rey when on campus. The nature is even worse than the Lusi even really likes to smoke. While Si Noni sipemilik dreadlocks, the origin of the ambon with a very thick talk of ambonnya make us approach it only reluctantly, because it is difficult to digest the language of the region. His black skin and dreadful hair felt creepy when he saw his face and he looked very dirty. When the practice of munching the engine, his body mixed with oil will get worse and worse.

I felt brilliant in my brain on this course exam. Perhaps the supervising Lecturer brings a good mood, so that ideas pop up like bright fluorescent lights. I spent 1 hour struggling with almost everything I could answer. Likewise with the Arif who looks relaxed answering questions without shoes and restless.

Finished the test today, continued again tomorrow. Arif pulled my hand and took me to the cafeteria. He had two plates of Somai and two bottles of tea with ice. Just seen the world, after one sip of cold water passed through my throat.

Somai has also been in session, I dine directly and the spiciness is very extraordinary. It's somai or mercon. The spiciness makes my tongue give off fire. I feel like giving up. Arif wants to know I know how the hell.

A pair of eyes looked from afar with a satisfied smile watching us eat somai in the canteen. But the target is only one person, who always messes up his plans. And he'll take revenge. Put two spoons of pepper powder and two spoons of Chili Rawit sauce. But this vengeful man turned out to be the wrong target. So that makes the stomach pain of the girl he loved very much.

Arif's face looks ordinary. I take a spoonful of somay the Arif, it usually tastes, does not feel spicy.

" What's the matter Sa?," asked arif to see my behavior back and forth taking a drink.

" No, just different it feels strange," I said, confused to tell Arif, guess something went wrong there was my somaiku.

I repeatedly drank until the tea bottle runs out and add one glass of warm water to relieve the spicy taste on my tongue. Arif is curious about my behavior, he already knows me who is very resistant to spicy. But today Arif was astonished, his bikes were sambal, I never grimaced like this. Arif took his spoon and took the somai that was still left on my side.

" Huek!!, Arif spewed out the food in his mouth and finished his bottle of tea quickly. But it did not also reduce the spicy taste in his tongue. Arif came to the mother canteen, asking for a boiled egg as a spicy antidote. Finally the spiciness slightly reduced.

Arif's tears came out of Arif's eyes because he felt the spiciness of the seasoning of my somai.

" Sa, this crazy one, this is going to kill or how?" asked Arif to me who judged my somaiku to be very strange.

" I don't know, you ordered, I think you knowingly possessed me, let me have a stomachache, right," I told Arif.

"I'm not that rich Sa, I ordered the same taste" Arif explained.

"So who ordered this, it may be changed and this is the order of people," said I who had a feeling that the possibility of my somaiku was exchanged with someone else's.

Arif came to the canteen mother who was very busy serving students who were ordering food.

" Buk, somai my friend really can be too spicy buk," asked Arif to Ibun the owner of the canteen named Susi.

" Gak ah, all tastes the same, only I give a little sambal for the spicy ones," said Susi.

" No buk, it feels different," Arif explained to Susi's mother.

" Don't Mas?" asked the curious mother.

" It's really buk," said Arif reassured Susi's mother.

" Come buk, if you don't believe, let you know the taste," said Arif explained and pulled the hand of Susi's mother who was the age of Arif's mother.

The mother of the canteen took Nisa's Spoon and stuffed somai into her mouth. Just a few chews, the canteen mother had vomited and choked to tears. I couldn't help the cafeteria mother, my stomach was already very hot, with a quick run I went to the Campus Toilet.

After Annisa went to the toilet. The mother of the canteen did not believe in her own somai. He was still coughing and vomiting out his stomach. Arif felt that someone had deliberately given too much sambal to Nisa's plate, but what was Nisa's fault, and who had been working on it?

The mother of the canteen did not admit that she had given more sambal.

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Sorry yes, the Author couldn't Up last night, because at home there is a family event. Don't forget the likes, comments and votes.