I Choose You!
#83 Nothing is Strange in His Life
“Next slides. Opening of diplomatic relations. Every independent and sovereign state has the right of legation. Legacy rights are two...”.
“Psst. Fares,” Naufal calling.
“Why?”
“Cek group.”
Want not. The phone needs to be turned on. The middle class Pak Basri.
[Guy. Who brought the proposal to borrow property, who? Let's give it to Ms. Yanna to the Engineering faculty!]
[Let's uh. Billed by Yanna.]
It's noisily. There could be misunderstanding. The solution does not seem to be found.
Ms. Yanna had to send me a message online.
[Farest? If no one can help? The proposal has not been shared with your friends.]
This can't be avoided anymore.
Hands up, “Pak, can I get permission? There is a need for Yudisium.”
“Stand.”
Tightly follow his orders. Question what he will love this time.
“Legal classifications, by force applicable.”
This is an introductory law course. If not one semester.
By force of force, or by nature it means....
“Pushy or imperative law, the rule of law that cannot be set aside. And governing or facultative laws, legal rules that can be set aside.”
“Example.”
Means yang⏤ “For imperative, article 147, article 148 KUH Civil, article 326, article 338 KUHP. For facultative there are articles 1476 and 1477 KUH Perdata.”
“Iya yes. Please out. It's presences, right?”
“After pack,” Finally, “Thank you.”
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Order online again?
[Is it his job?]
Naufal's message I answered simply with the word, yes.
[In the cafe, yes, already buy tela-tela. Here pay.]
He always prepared the place. The food I can eat too. I have to go there, before my porch is eaten by itself. I can't believe I'm hungry either.
“Woi! Fares!”
Naufal on one table cafe. The canteen is crowded today as well.
Sit down and be served coffee with tela-tela. Naufal's order wasn't bad. But it seems like I better order some heavy food as well. Today is my schedule until the afternoon.
“Eh. You guys didn't come back? Want to stay on campus again?”
I realized that one woman was suddenly sitting next to me. And took one piece of my tela-telau.
Clarissa. This time, his clothes were very different.
“Again nyemper?”
Three more people along with Clarissa approached. Isn't he the head of the contract design class? It starts at two, right?
I'll just ask, “Pick up, Zi, contract?”
“Gak. Dilambatin. Yes yes, forgot ku-share.”
Just an extra person for tela that I haven't even reached yet.
“Already have Fares,” Windu just laugh.
“If you take Fares's, he'll buy it again. Hahahaha.”
“That's it?” I leaned back in my chair, “Message one more is there.”
They were immediately noisy. Eager.
They never really feel. I also often offer first.
Time for me to actually eat, “Message meatballs too.”
“Siap my boss.”
This time I can only wait. Look at the state of the campus from the chair.
Aye? A kid?
Looking for someone alone in such a large faculty. Separated, that must be.
(“Kak Fares~”)
Refusing to move. Maybe I'll fast a little.
Can't leave him.
“Eat the meatballs. I want to stay first,” I let my bag in its place.
“Yakin? You paid loh.”
I chuckle, “Pay yourself.”
I left them laughing at each other. Eyes increasingly agile looking for traces of the little brother earlier. Fortunately, it can still be followed.
“Dek.”
As I called, this little sister turned away. Look at her tears. It could be true that he was separated from his guardian.
I squat, “Adek find who?”
“Hiik, sister.... Sister can't see...”.
His sister's a student here, right?
Smile and elus her, “Who's her brother's name?”
“Kak Putla.
“So brother to where?”
He pointed, canteen? “Sana...”.
It seemed like the noisy queue was interfering with her brother's supervision. Or maybe it was her brother who asked her to wait, but this adek did not want to be silent.
“Son, Son of Argandani?” Clarissa? It's behind me. Wh why?
But, “You know?”
“Si Dandang's. Brother rate. She's ArtSella is also like me.”
Hmm.., Clarissa knows. Better ask him to call this boy. He must be khawtair. If it is true he is meant.
This brother didn't say anything. Afraid?
See again, “Is that really her brother?”
“Don't know..”.
“These are similar to Dandang,” Clarissa is so hard on the answer.
Then, “Try, Ri, call or chat Putra.”
“Try yes..,” he accessed his phone.
It seems like it's quite time consuming. Not necessarily this person holding a mobile phone. Or even too busy to find his sister.
“Wait a minute yes, this tried to find her brother adek,” I smiled again. Slowly my hands wiped her tears, “Whose name is it?”
“Hiik... Latika.”
Waw? “Ratics?”
He nodded slowly.
I can't not caress it. This soul that has no fault is terrified. Crowded and unknown people, it must have made it crowded. Can't even move.
Hold on a little more.
“Halo, Dandang? You brought adek here? Ratika ya her name?” Clarissa seems to have managed to contact Putra, “Where are you?” that right? “Do not go anywhere.”
“Kakak?” Ratika looked hopeful.
“Where?” I tried to calm Ratika down by stroking her shoulders.
“Bene. She's in school ArtSella.”
Thankfully. This problem is no longer. So Ratika also had nothing to fear for longer.
I'm standing. Pouring hands at Ratika. Smile, “Yuk.”
Aye? He's still scared.
Can't be blamed either. We are strangers to him.
I squat again, “Ratica likes Brother Son?”
“... like...”
“What does my brother Putra like? Want to not tell sister?”
He thought, “After spun. Jago main gital. The qualms are also good,” Ratika scowled? “But Latika doesn't like kak putla!”
Derogating?
“Loh. Said he liked?” Clarissa also noticed.
“Iya, but... Bad putla sister! I said ugly. Grumpy. That's not it!”
Didn't she? “Iya yes. Now Ratika just dared to talk to her brothers. Masa said coward. Moreover,” I remove again tears, “Ratika must be beautiful if you smile. Yes right?”
He's calmed down. Finally without fear she smiled. With his teeth that one.
Funny thing. I didn't realize I had his head up again.
“Iya. That,” I stand. Stretching out my hand again, “We show to Brother Son that Ratika is brave. Yuk.”
We can finally join hands. Clarissa walked beside me. Understand where we should go. Up to the wide streets with one side in the form of secretarial SME art.
You can see one person approaching.
“Ratica! Oh my god, yes! You said don't go anywhere first!!”
It seems true Ratika does not want to be silent when left for a while.
“The brother who stayed with me!!”
They quarrel? I think I should handle.
“Not to be scolded. You too, if you know how can not be silent. Don't leave.”
This brother is a drunk, “Iya brother. Sorry.”
“Ratika too,” I sat down squatting again, “If Ratika is told to be quiet for a while. Nurut huh? Later if separated again how?”
“Do not!” he immediately hugged his brother's leg.
He was quite caught up with this incident. No one needs to be scolded or scolded.
“Still brother.”
“Other times be careful,” I go while waving a little to the child hiding at her brother's feet.
No reason to stay there. Just remember about the stomach that has not been filled. Clarissa also agreed to follow my definite steps to the cafe earlier.
I can rest easy knowing that the little boy is not afraid anymore.
“You're good with child~” Clarissa thinks I handle kids well?
Definite answer.., “I have a sister.”
“You yes, prospective father of dreams. Hehehehe.”
I'm laughing, “That's it?” oh yea. Almost forgot, “Thanks yes, already helpin.”
“Mana~'s practice?”
So tired. That's what's discussed.
My reaction caught Clarissa's laughter. This joke is inevitable.
But there is no harm in treating this woman.
