FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)
CHAPTER 3 Campus Events



I swear yes, this turned out to be a maba. At the beginning of the rampage, busyness really ruled my life.


The job of this lecturer, that lecturer. Not to mention that it must always be intense to also follow the direction of senior citizens to actively participate in campus organizations such as HIMA, DPM and even BEM.


Not to mention we must focus and be required to be fulfilled the value of SKS (Semester Credit Unit). Hixes.


Time makes us forget the days that have passed. Plus campus friendship is no longer the same as in High School.


It was very sad with all the busyness.


While Ira and Delan were also increasingly busy because they had additional duties as members of the HIMA organization that required them to regularly follow their activities.


Automatically my time with Ira especially, so it's getting less and less.


Now I have more time with Lady Navisha.


Honestly, I'm not comfortable actually with that beautiful girl.


Besides we are very different in hobbies and likes, also our thoughts and goals are clearly different.


Lady often said that the goal of becoming a student is not because of values and titles alone. But there is another purpose in his heart that is so that his life is better with a flourishing of treasures.


I laugh. Laughing at the Lady who I thought looked more like a hammered twelve-year-old.


Married a handsome prince. Rich, rich and kind. All women want that.


Lady is angry with me. He said I underestimated his lofty hopes and ideals for love.


I said, you better aspire to be a great person for yourself. Not by being the 'wife' of a great man. Because it's so different.


Free we are happy, only with the title of being a 'wife' of the rich. But we do not understand how to enrich ourselves.


Lady said, being the wife of a rich man is smarter. She can reap many benefits without working, because it is her husband who is looking for coffers. So said.


We laughed again.


Although in my heart I strongly disagree Lady's opinion, but fine. In friendship all those principles are enough of ourselves to believe. And dissent will not be a barrier to our friendship. That's my opinion.


...........


Without notice, time goes by. I have been a student for a month.


Go home at that hour, get ready to sleep on the porch and mom won't open the door.


I'm grateful. Thanks to my father's military upbringing and mother's primitiveness in parenting, I became a pretty regular person in every way.


Until one day,


"Come, Vi! Masa' is one hour late bokap lo ga give permission. Tell me, the campus has an event. Khan beres? We are adults, after all. It's not a high school kid who should always be given a curfew."


Lady persuaded me to attend a life music event tonight at the college hall. Ira said, there will be meetings of alumni and there is entertainment of famous bands of the Capital.


Not to mention the average alumnus has become a young entrepreneur, tajir and established. So said the Lady.


"Di... Why do you think soul mate mulu? We're still semester one!" i'm upset.


"Eh, Vi! Acquaintance with entrepreneurs is not just a soul mate! Yes khan who knows we can work part time, or at least later internships can be in their offices. Understand ga anyway? Ishi!" Lady snapped back at me.


This time I smiled shyly with two fingers forming finger love and I pointed at him.


"But the apprenticeship is still a long time, Lady!"


"Yes for association! Friendship must be from all sides! Your brain is too shallow, Vi! Open your mind to think napa, anyway!? I asked you to be a pinter student with brilliant mind. Not just a perverted mind!"


"Haha... Njirr the Lady's gassing bad! Sorry, Dy.. sorry!"


"And again we are not the koq who follow. No, other new students are also on board! Khan is for everyone. Maba or senior, please! Yes, if you can't come!"


"Hahaha. yes yes! I'll call my dad first!"


I blushed his face in shame, finally obeyed Lady, called dad and told him I was going home about half an hour late.


Hhh...


Dad's blabbering across there. Saying I can't take the rash decision to go on an weightless night out.


Until I finally sent a picture of the campus event brochure to his number and he no longer chirped in japrian.


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