Genk Socialite

Cocky Writer

Felicia Cyntami.

I walked into my beloved campus in a hurry. Walk while looking at the clock that is coiled on the wrist. Well, I'm dead by half 10 in the morning. Schedule facing the supervisor at 9 o'clock exactly. I'm already half an hour late. I'm late because of Gibriel Alexander, last night I read his novel until 12 o'clock exactly. Wait for sms reply from up to half 1. 

After the failure of marriage with Aldy, I chose to continue my education to college. I want to focus on pursuing my dream that was abandoned because of the pain of love. The room of the supervising lecturer has been seen by my eyeball. I'm accelerating ahagia. In my heart I continue to pray that I can get a lecturer who is not fierce and will forgive me coming late. But unexpectedly, something I didn't want happened.

Bruk!

I fell down and the books I was holding were scattered on the floor. “Okay, who the hell hit me all? Not on time. I'm in a hurry to face the supervisor,” gruntuku. 

I still sat down hoping that the person who hit me apologized and helped me stand up and tidy up the books that were scattered on the floor because of his actions.

“Ngapain lo still sitting? How can I help you stand up? Sorry, I was just trying to do it,” said someone in front. His words made my brain boil. Not that he apologized for berbarakku eh he said rude instead.

I raise my head. Instantly my emotions just vanished when I saw the person who hit me earlier. In the person who hit me was a really cute guy, his face was pure white German and Arabic blateran that, his nose fountain, his lips sweet how did I ever see him huh? Unfortunately, I forgot where I met him. 

I squinted my eyes to recognize his face carefully. My brain is busy thinking hard trying to remember ever see this guy where the hell? 5 Minutes later, I remembered it. The man in front of me is Gibriel Alexander, author of the novel You Are My Love. I really don't think he went to college at the same place as me.

I reached out, “Hay, you are Gibriel Alexander right? I know Felis. I really like your novel.” I put on the sweetest smile. 

He just looks at me cynically. “It's important that you know each other? Sorry ye I don't have time.” After saying so, Gibriel Alexander, just left from before me and ignored me. 

I'm still gawking at Gibriel Alexander's attitude. This time I found a writer. Cute-faced potatoes so can be arrogant? 

“Basic writer! I doain no girl wants to be the same lo and you will be single for life!” the words of the oath came out spontaneously from my mouth. 

“Fel, why are you still sitting flat to the room of your guidance counselor! He waited a long time. His face is horribly scary, I swear!” said Nindya, my best friend at this university. 

I patted my own bidat just remember my goal today dating to campus is to face the supervising lecturer. As fast as lightning I stood. “Nin, can you help me?”

“Ask what help? Do you want me to go to the supervisor?”

“Not that. I'm just asking you to make clean up my books scattered on the floor.”

“If about it small. Let me do it! Cepetan lo facing the supervisor.”

I say a thousand thanks to Nindya. I went straight to the lecturer's room. In this world not all arrogant, there are still good people one of them Nindya. Lucky for him to be my best friend.

Bruk!

I dropped the body onto the beloved island of Kapok. Arriving at the room at half-time five in the afternoon. Today was a really exhausting day. The supervisor's lecturer took me, I was 45 minutes late. At first he did not want to be my guide but kurayu continued and as a result his heart was broken as well. There is a tapi, he gave additional tasks that bejibun. So it was to aha book first looking for a book to do the task.

I accidentally touched something. The object is in the form of ahagia, the skin there are embossed so. The curiosity of the god-level makes kumeraih ahagiaa. Oh, my God, ahagia song writer's novel. Mending now I throw away the novel.hagia save the novel if the author alone does not appreciate the reader?

Brak!

I threw the novel on the floor and then I stood up and started to trample the novel. He won't know what I'm doing, but at least it will reduce my frustration with him. Because of him, I was late for college. 

After being content to trample the novel, I opened the trash can behind the bedroom door. Plung! The novel landed safely in the trash can. And now it's time to sleep in the afternoon, my body is tired. Hope not to meet Gibriel in the dreamland. To me meeting Gibriel was a nightmare.

***

The banyan tree, for many people, is the most haunted tree. The residence of the dedemites such as kuntilanak, pocong, and others. But for me the banyan tree is a great place to find peace of heart. How could anyone dare to snatch near a banyan tree?

Every time there is no lecturer, it must run to this banyan tree. Just writing a diary or listening to music. I opened my beloved diary. Diaries are the safest place to confide. My diary is equipped with a key facility so my secret is guaranteed not revealed by anyone.

Hall 1

At night it is silent. I was silent in the middle of silence. Looking at me with a blank look. As if you can't believe the ahagiaa you're doing ahagi? Where is your love that was given ahagi? Love that makes me happy. 

Where's our laugh joke? Where is our dream to live together forever? All gone unexpected. Wipe away your rotten sweet promise. Now you bring tears and heartache. If only you could see tears without sound. The crying of the heart is inaudible. Only pain I think.

Why is there a meeting if it ends in farewell? Why start with an introduction if it ends without saying hello? The sense of loss will continue to linger in the heart. Trying to forget the good times with you, further adds to the wound in my heart.

The body is no meeting, surely I will not feel the pain of a farewell. But if it does not begin with the meeting, then I will never be able to feel the beauty of your love. Now that I'm conscious and understanding, separation teaches me how wonderful a meeting can be.

I smiled myself reading the writing on the first page. I wrote that post just as Aldy cut ties with me. Now Aldy is just a memory of the past. Because my heart was filled with other men. My fingers began to scratch the pen in the beloved diary book.

I'm fascinated by your handsome face

When I hear your voice

My heart is beating fast

When near you

My heart feels comfortable

My heart says you're the one I've been looking for

Is this love?

What I wrote was the deepest curses of my heart. Yeah, I'm in love again. Gibriel Alexander is a man who managed to steal the heart and is able to replace Aldy. People who hate can turn into love. At first I also hated Gibriel, abis became a very arrogant writer. But after yesterday meeting him in aha book and eating together in the cafe I became persimmon. She's not as bad as I thought.

Yesterday he told me a lot he said he was arrogant like that because he was saying love vows. “No one will fall in love with any girl.” Hence she avoids readers of her novels for fear of falling in love with one of them. The way he avoids them is to be jutek and cuek.”

“Woy! What else is this?” yelled Nindya, my best friend. 

“Eh dislodged... uh dislodged.” My latahku disease. Nindya heh ahagi-dang ngagetin aja, I was the person latahan. I stroked my chest, thankfully my heart didn't really fall off. I closed my beloved diary and locked it. It would be terrible if my diary was read by Nindya. Nidya is the person of the bucket, ceplas-ceplos and can not keep a secret.

“Hay, Nin tumben lo my nyamperin? Said the banyan tree? How do you want to come here?” my many.

“Gue nyamperin you to here because there need to be equally lo important!”

“Hah? Need to be equally important? What's up try?”

“People who hit you yesterday Gibriel Alexander right?”

“Iya, why?”

“Berati lo hate it so much right he?”

“Udah is no longer. What's the matter talking about him?”

“Gue wants to make sure you are happy to teach a lesson to Gibriel.”

“Gue created kelso why do you want to teach the same lesson Gibriel.”

“My sister was heartbroken because of the pretentious Gibriel. I want revenge against him. Let him be hooked and be able to appreciate his readers.”

“Yes, forgive Nindya. Revenge is sin, and vengeance can wipe out all good deeds. Good ahagia darling who already lo kumpulin must disappear in an instant?”

“Lo don't talk to me! Anyway you have to help me teach Gibriel a rancid lesson!”

“Help what first? What do you have plans?”

“Here I misikin.” Nindya approached me and whispered something into my ear. I put on a good ear. “Ztt…. Bla..blabla.” 

My eyes glared at what he said in the ears. “What? Lo crazy? I don't want to help you!”

“Lo want to oppose me? Forgot who pays you kost lo, tuition and shopping lo every month?” 

I'm speechless. Yes, all this time I owe a lot to Nindya. Tuition, boarding money even monthly spending money are all from him. I thought he was helping but he wasn't. He has a hidden purpose. Now he wants to use me to carry out his evil plan.

“If I don't want to help you how?”

“If you don't want to help me, it doesn't matter you have to pay back the money I spent for ten million.Nevent able to pay forced me to jeblosin lo prison. The choice is in the hands of lo Felis.”

Whats? 10 million? Where does money try? My parents in the village only work as farmers, to eat hard let alone pay 10 million? Can't afford he's gonna throw me in jail. Hiiii .. creeps I imagine it happened.

“OK, I want to help you but if caught do not take me!” i finally said. There was no other choice but to comply with his request. 

“Well, that dong is my new best friend!” Nindya held me tight. 

“Yes, God, forgive me. I can't prevent Nindya.”'s evil plans My prayer in my heart.