I'll wait for your promise

Thesis 1

Like the previous plan, after two days of rest at home I and Disa busied themselves on Campus. We did not waste time in vain. Every gap of rest, we use to think about what to do after that. The most difficult thing is to submit a thesis proposal. Just deciding on the title we are still confused.

Cana tried to seduce Dad to be allowed to Jakarta again. Days of flirting failed. I also failed to seduce Mom. We lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling.

Mama Sanu almost every day calls Disa or me, asking when we're back. Likewise with Mas Vino and Dayat, they repeatedly texted. I got tired of replying. But what really sucks is Mas Vino. He not only texted, but called too. At least once a day he calls. At first I was happy to respond. But after a few days I became bored. Like running out of talk, we often stay quiet because we don't know what else to discuss. Unlike Dayat, he only called me a few times and always had a new topic. So I don't talk to him. Besides that I can also alternate with Disa. We can joke three. Dayat was not picky, he treated me the same as Disa. Mas Vino just wants to talk to me. Every time I would take turns with Disa, she refused. Sometimes I feel suspicious of him, lest the man like me. Once, while at the Hospital he asked me if I had a girlfriend. I also switched the discussion to avoid that answer. He also talked about his ex-girlfriend. Since then, I have been unable to communicate with him again. What it's important for me to know her love story. When it comes to Sanu, I'm just excited to talk about it.

In the front seat of the Lecturer's room, I sat waiting for the queue. Today I tried to file a thesis title. Saturated, I looked at the left right of the hall that only contained students and students. Take a deep breath, then breathe slowly. Occasionally someone goes in and out of the Lecturer room.

From afar a man in a black backpack and in a grey jacket smiled at me, slowly moving closer and closer.

“What's here?” He asked, having arrived before me.

“Mau filed a title, Mas. Waiting for the queue again. Long time ago.” I pouted, upset.

“Yang patient. Ntar also comes the time to make a thesis. This is just the initial challenge. Later if your title has been accepted and began guidance, even longer! It could take days of queues!” She smiles.

“Loh, how can Mas?” I scrunched my forehead.

“Iya. Looky! The one in line for guidance. They waited an hour more. But not necessarily they can guidance now.”

“Why, Mas?”

“Ntar can be, just as their turn in, it turns out that the lecturer has other work or outside duties or teaching in class. As a result, they waited for hours. And they have to queue again tomorrow.”

“Yeah, really good luck, Mas.” I looked at the people who were restless along the line.

“Hmm... that's how I felt during the guidance.”

“Eh Ibram, have you been waiting for a long time?” Ask a woman who just came out of the Lecturer's room. His presence surprised us.

“Lumayan.” He answered, looking at the woman.

“Mau filed a title, Mbak.” I smile. “Mbak, just guidance?” Means back.

“Yes, just finished. Have you started the thesis?”

“Iya, Mbak.”

“Excite yes, hopefully directly in acc.” He approached Mas Ibram, then took him, “Yuk, Bram. We walk now.” Back looking at me, “We go first huh, Dif?” smiling left me.

“We stay yes, Dif?” Mas Ibram left me.

“Iya, Mas, Ma'am. Be careful yes.” They don't answer.

I still look at their increasingly distant departure and disappear. Little wonder, what kind of relationship are they in? My inner.

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