FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

Extra Part 14

This morning ... was my first day in college. I feel so happy to go to the university of my dreams. I was so happy I woke up so early. I was too excited this morning. I have prepared all my needs for ospek later. The smile never escaped my lips.

With a name made of cardboard, my combing hair had to be tied. Using clothes from a wheat sack. The senior brother who is expecting me is cruel. But, no matter what, what matters is that it won't diminish my beauty.

After saying farewell to my parents, I set out among the mang Diman, my family's driver. Along the way I kept humming. Suddenly the car stopped, soon I realized that there was a traffic jam, after hearing the simple sound of a horn.

“What's Mang??” I asked Mang Diman.

“Don't know non, like there was a deh” accident Mang Diman replied while paying attention to the circumstances around.

“Wah, can be late kayak ginih” gertutuku.

“Sabar Non, maybe soon it will not be jammed again” replied Mang Diman.

An hour, I wait, enough! It's been too long, it seems like I have to find another alternative, so that I can arrive at the campus on time. Finally, I decided to get out of the car, and look for a passing ojek. There should be.

I drowned, before long I saw a motorcycle passing by. I immediately waved my hand, stopping his pace.

“Bang, ojek Bang!!” my yelling.

The motor is still going, maybe he doesn't realize the wave of my hand. It sucks!.

“Where are you?” asked the taxi boy, who was wearing a fullface helmet, I couldn't recognize his face. Uh, he stopped apparently. He realized I needed his help. In this precarious situation.

“Ke Harapan Bang Bang campus, can??” many enthusiast.

“Oh, can not” he replied while returning to stabilize the motor, which I just realized the motorbike famous brand latest output. He's definitely not a motorcycle taxi driver, if he sees how it looks. Ugh ... Why am I so late?? But I can't give up. It's my first day, I can't be late.

“Bang, please anterin dong, please, later I pay” I clenched both my hands.

“You dare to pay how much?” tanyanya flat.

“Emmhh .. yes it should be, if you want to pay how much??” manya curious.

“One million, I anterin you to campus, without late” he replied as he glanced at the circular watch in his right hand.

“Hah?? Extremely expensive?? This is called extortion!!” I shouted in disbelief.

“One million??? Or bad luck on the first day??” tanyakanya. Huh uh?? How did he know that it was my first day?.

“Kok, you know that it's my first day of writing??” tanyaku plain.

“See your appearance” she replied as she looked at me rather strangely.

“Ah, yes, hhee” I crybaby.

“So how??” ask again, while preparing to put the bike back on.

“Eeeehhh .. Yes, I will pay!” I shouted, holding his hand.

“OK, up!” He raised his face, gave a code, so that I could immediately ride behind him.

Along the way we were silent. The distance from this place to the campus is only about fifteen minutes, but it feels so fast, because I love the perfume that is used by this Ojek Brother. Just one more turn I'll be on campus.

Ceekkkyttt ...

I was shocked, and the motor stopped. I spread my eyes in this place. It's delightful.

“Down!” his orders.

“Yes, yes, I will go down, very judes the Abang” I pursed my lips, while getting off the bike.

“Iya, bentar” I replied while reaching for my bag, until the deepest.

“Inih” I handed him twenty thousand rupiah.

“Hah??? It's twenty thousand, not a million!” his yell.

“Eh, who promised a million who?? I'm just saying, want to pay if it's already nyampe!” I shouted while running away from him. Huh .. crazy for the motorcycle taxi driver. Hope not to go to college. I looked around, he parked his bike. Is he going to come after me? I quickly made my way to class.

Duh ... class is about to start. I tiptoed to peek at my classroom which was filled with new students. And a lecturer with a thick mustache, who reportedly very fierce.

“Duh, hopefully not reprimanded all do'a I say, so that I do not get punished on my first day.

Tok ... tok ...

I knocked on the door, with a raging heart. Also, if I am reprimanded on my first day. What if I'm in the bully??.

“Log in!” shouted the lecturer from inside the room. I opened the door while bowing my back.

“You are almost bad luck” said he, I can only duck.

“Sit!” he jolted again, and I followed his words. I'm heading for the back seat in the corner. With strange looks from my friends.

“Sorry sir bad luck!” suddenly the voice of the man made the whole class look at him. Nice and cool guy.

“Oh, it's okay, please sit down, because there is no more empty bench, you can sit there” Mr. lecturer pointed to the bench that is beside me. The man walked towards the bench beside me.

“You still owe me nine hundred and eighty thousand more, ” he whispered, after he sat beside me.

“Hah?? Ojek's brother?!” I shouted in disbelief, so he is also a freshman here. Hhcpuzha ...

“Don't call me Brother, I'm not your brother! And I'm not a motorcycle taxi driver either!” said firmly.

“Why fuss???” shouted Mr. Lecturer staring at us, accompanied by the gaze of other friends.

“Eh, it's okay Pak” I replied nervously.

“Ya introduced yourself first! Starting from the two of you who are bad luck!” his orders. I stand for

introducing myself.

“Hay everyone ... introduce my name Rainbow, Rainbow Amadia Zain”.

“Oke Rainbow, next you!” the lecturer ordered, pointing at the man beside me.

“Hay .. My name is Fadli, Muhammad Fadli Anwar”.

I looked at him fixedly. “Hay ... Fadli”

He returned my gaze “Hay ... Rainbow”

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the continuation of the story Rainbow and Fadli is in LOVE TRIANGLE, now it's up. I wait there ya readers.