Forbidden Senior

Section Eight | A Signal

I exhaled my breath withstanding disappointment. "But that's not what I meant. Brother knows, right?"

"Yes I know," said Kak Randu calmed me.

Brother Randu held me in tears.

"To be honest I'm happy to believe me. But really said Nilam, if Bang Randu does not appear and NeBe-in (destruction of the body) he I've become the most jerk guy who can hurt women." Ryan went to the door. "Kania, can you anterin Bang Randu to the clinic. I'm gonna go make a nenangin myself." Please me. "Bang Randu once again I ask you to do the same," he continued.

"So again,"

Ryan disappeared behind the door leaving me with Brother Randu both. As a result of us just sitting side by side, was born an awkward atmosphere that covered this room. I twisted the edge of my shirt hoping my embarrassment evaporated. In fact, courage is only in wishful thinking.

I heard Kak Randu whimpering in pain even though his voice was a bit vague. I gave my face to look at her. Damn, Brother Randu turned out to be watching me from when. Our eyes meet. When I was about to take my eyes off my face in the dirt. We looked at it long ago. Instinctively, he brought his face closer to me. The more our faces were not at distance the more agitated I became.

Kak Randu closed his eyes and aligned the lips we were about to meet. In a few seconds our lips will touch, I hump them. I stood up and Brother Randu looked up at me in surprise. Clearly his face was printing a sense of dissatisfaction. I bit my lips not knowing what to do.

The figure below me is standing. His face looked at me with a strange look. A moment later, his hand stroked the top of my head.

"Gue likes to give me a challenge."

I frowned.

"You don't have to think much. Cepet help me to the clinic?" He stretched out one hand.

I just kept quiet.

"Lo is insensitive, yes" he said and then put his hand on my shoulder.

I squinted my eyes.

"Even if you don't feel sensitive, even make me more like it," he cleared his throat several times when I looked at his face. "Don't make me salting. Yuk way," he said that I immediately managed.

We were walking around, mainly because of my wrong body balance. After the drama of solving a patient, we also arrived at the bus stop in front of the faculty gate. The building is small, just a ceramic seat flanked by two poles on the right-left. Beside him, there was a red, green, and yellow trash can.

The beginning of a lecture hour session like this is quiet, very different from the end of the session. Usually students often crowded the campus facilities on this one. Especially if the morning when leaving for college or the afternoon. Students who are in numbers will jostle each other to ride it. Just like the KRL case.

Looking at the empty seat, I decided to sit far apart. At first, Kak Randu had protested why I was sitting at a distance with him but I said it was better that way. He even pretended to be dizzy and asked for help to massage his temple, but I kept it quiet knowing it was all just his trickery.

"Gue is waiting for the bikun (yellow bus) itself." After pretending to have a headache.

"But I can't leave my brother alone. I'm worried about brother why."

He stood up and spread out his hands. "See, I'm okay." The blood was bleeding back.

"The stubborn capital will not heal, Brother," I immediately led him to sit back.

Brother Randu nodded. "Thanks, though,"

"No sessions?" Kak Randu opened the chat.

"Later a four-hour and a half-three session."

"Oh..." He's nodding.

"Lo butterfly (lecture-home) huh? I rarely see you on campus."

I put my shoulders down. "Nobody is rare on campus. Too much organization is not good, right?"

"Yes, the body must be suspended so as not to be soybean. But, I'm his son can't be fooled. If my schedule is less dense it is rich to feel that there is something strange,"

Brother Randu released my hand on his nose. "Thanks. I can do it myself."

I'm nodding. "Any yeah. I just joined some organizations already feeling sloppy. Go back, the body's all pegel." Brother Randu mangosteen.

"Lo's less sport." Guess it's on target.

I grinned wide. "When we go back home just to lie down, obviously the body must be tired." Unmistakably.

"Gini deh, if for example you want, I invite sports together how?"

Kak Randu nodded then took my phone which was in the pocket of the denim jacket. He wrote down some numbers and handed them to me again.

"That's my number. Just chat,"

I smiled happily. "Eh but brother, what's the name of the contact"

"Doubt?" Cut railed.

"So. It's not so." My smile became increasingly framed wide to see him write his own contact name.

"I think it's a lot of fun." Brother Randu took my nose. My face is getting brighter.

Ten minutes passed, but the vehicle we were waiting for did not come. Kak Randu just played his phone and I stared at the end of the lane where the car was going. It doesn't look at all.

"Know that I brought a car." I chirped to myself.

"Lo wasn't comfortable waiting a long time with me."

"Eh-h"

Did I speak out loud?

"I'm not uncomfortable. I'm just afraid my sister's getting in more pain if she's been treated for a long time." Errata.

Brother Randu grinned. "Weak, I'm a guy. And all that time with you, I'm fine-fine aja tuh."

"Huhh?!" My words don't understand.

He shut me up and saw a group of students walking across. He waved his hands up. It's about five to seven people, I don't know exactly.

"Hi, Ran," said a guy sitting next to me. Suddenly I close my body to the side Kak Randu gave him a place.

"Hi," now it's the beautiful girl's turn to say hello. He chose a seat next to Kak Randu provoking my dislike. Why is Kak Randu always surrounded by beautiful girls?

"Lo says Ran is friendly here. Where your nose is poked all over again." The statement of the stocky-bodied man who I thought must be his friend Kak Randu.

"It's my junior" pointed it at me. "There was an incident. My nose is nosebleed."

"Alay really lo," said one of the guys who participated in the conversation.

Randu's brother punched the guy slowly. "Anjin* you."

They laughed leaving me confused on the spot.

"They were my friends at BEM. But yes, there is no such thing." His laughter was on the air followed by his friends. "Lo doesn't feel foreign, does he?"

I'm shaking. Honestly yes, but I hold it in my heart.

"That car is there. Kuy ride," Appoint the beautiful girl next to Kak Randu in a blue-plated bikun.

"Come, Brother." Take me.

I lost quickly to the shoulder-haired girl while racing to reach Kak Randu's shoulder. I just followed them both from behind. While riding the bikun, Kak Randu laughed at the joke that was thrown by the girl.

I really don't like it.

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NB: Stock image abis **. Eh there is nothing in the real life of a girl like Kania who is anything jealous of her doi in touch with other men. I myself am concerned about the same rich possessive nature that but if the prayer is as handsome as Randu anyway? Hm? Understandable.

Kania lo if dapetin Randu is very lucky to improve offspring. Lah me?? Hammers mulu.

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