Girlfriend Settings
Chapter 29
3 Years later…
Soekarno-hatta Airport…
A tomboyish-looking girl was waiting at the arrival terminal overseas. Attentive to pay attention to the tourists who appear while dragging suitcases and bags.
Long enough to wait, a veiled girl emerged from the arrival door pushing a trolley containing several suitcases and bags.
“Zannaaaaa...!!”
The sound was enough to make everyone look upset because it was too noisy.
They hugged haru.
“How are you, Git?”
“Good. Eh you're hijab now? Duuhh is getting more beautiful.”
“Sorry yes ngerepotin should go all the way to get here.”
“Repot what the hell? Make my best friend what is not. Let's go, it's really hot here.”
After the bags and luggage entered the trunk of the car, they left the airport area.
“Where in New York?” ask Gita while driving forward a medium speed car.
“What's the way?” Zanna asked back.
“Yes how's the place? A romance? Jammed? Or how?”
Zanna laughed softly. “I'm there college while working. Where is there a walk time.”
“Ah time’?”
“What's so good about walking alone. If it's a holiday, I prefer diem in the apartment.”
“But what is your thesis? Smooth right?”
“Current dong! Even the most famous professors in Europe are present on my side.”
“Great wah lo. If Senna mana hold learning kayak lo. He's his hobby of climbing mountains.”
“If twins are our nature is clearly different, Git.”
The streets were pretty jammed, but it didn't matter so they could chat a lot after years of separation.
“Trus how is the story lo hijab?”
Zanna smile. “Living costs in America are not small. Even though I got a scholarship, I also needed a lot. So I got a part-time job at a Turkish restaurant. A waiter. There I decided to go hijab. The heart is also calmer and much more grateful. Moreover, I got a free apartment from his friend Professor Randy. The apartment is not far from the campus. Because it's empty, I'm allowed to place without paying a dime.”
“Wahh lucky life lo. There's a silver lining, too, you're the professor's favorite. Everything's made easy. Uh but why did you come back? Why not work there? Denger-denger many offers for you right?”
“I miss Indonesia.” Zanna's answer made Gita goofy.
“Kangen Indonesia, or kangen Aksa.”
Zanna laughing. “What the hell are you..?”
“Ciieee direct shy gitu.”
“I got a job offer from campus. Mr. Randy resigned and moved to the Netherlands. I was asked to change the position of Mr. Randy in the eyes of his college.” Zanna explains but believes the Gita has not stopped teasing her.
“Honey very deh.. if I become lo, mending further pursue a career there.”
“How are you anyway? We are Indonesian. Masa’ want to advance Country people? Demand knowledge to other countries, practice to build your own country. That's what real.” is
“Gue your sense of ambition actually wants to be President.” Gita Comments.
He remembered three years ago when he last met Aksa. The guy's reaction was flat just to meet him.
Despite trying as hard as he could, he often thought of Aksa, and worst of all, he once cried alone so much to miss her.
Their last meeting was met with misunderstanding. Not having the courage to meet Aksa again. Do not even dare to send an email or just say hello on social media.
After all, Aksa must have forgotten it by now. His career in the world of entertainment seems to be more brilliant.
Maybe it's good to forget about that guy.
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“Welcome to rejoin, Ms. Zanna.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
Zanna left the rector room and walked towards her room. His first day teaching. His smile seemed to have succeeded in achieving his dream.
Not only that, as a congratulations on graduating his master, Mr. Randy presented an apartment unit for him in South Jakarta numbers. Because of Zanna's achievements and intelligence, Mr. Randy has prepared the gift of the apartment for a long time. So that Zanna would have her own place to live.
Zanna plans to raise money to visit Mr. Randy and his wife. Because he hasn't seen Mr. Randy to thank you.
He is determined to do the best job possible. Didn't disappoint Mr. Randy, and wasted his hard-earned education.
On campus, every new face he remembers. It's been three years since he left college. The students he taught must have graduated.
How is Aksa?
Did he graduate?
Zanna bobbing heads. “Ngapain thinks of him again? Mending focus on work.”
Arriving at his room (old room Mr. Randy), he rushed to sit down and turned on the computer. Old teaching materials seem to be available. Stay he modified with his teaching style so that students are not saturated.
“Today there is only one class. There are three classes tomorrow. Tomorrow is empty, tomorrow again..dense wuih also nih schedule.” Zanna matched the teaching schedule with the materials provided.
Tok tok…
Door knocked.
“Log in!” zanna exclaimed without distracting from her documents. Mostly OB inter-drink.
“Excuse me Mom, I heard Bu Zanna is looking for a lecturer assistant?” male voice.
Zanna nodded without looking. “I don't need an assistant. I don't make any announcements, anyway. Maybe you're wrong room.”
“True Mother does not need an assistant?”
“Iya. I can handle myself.”
“Then, I want to propose to be a life companion of Mom only. How?”
Zanna clucked and took another map. “I'm busy. Please exit.”
“But I came here to apply.”
“I told you no need assistant.”
“If friends live?”
Zanna began to get annoyed and raised her head. His eyes immediately glared.
“Aksa!?”
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