Love Because ...

FLIRTATIOUS LECTURER

"Job job vacancies with tea?" ask one of the students to Rara and Tia who are busy pasting their brochure on the campus of UNJANI.

"Yes for regular SPG." explained Rara smiling to make the young student goosebumps slowly.

"That grandpa's over there on campus too?" tia asked while wagging her brochure because of the hot air during the day.

"Yes that campus is also misah kok this same."

"Why are you going there?" ask Rara.

"Yes, yes, it's a side hunk." said Tia.

When they finished, they went to the next campus. In front of him there is a statue of a tiger crawling under which there is the inscription Siliwangi. The campus is so simple, there may be only three elongated buildings and one two-story long building, one hall, one small mosque, and one small futsal court. This campus looks like a SMA or SMK building, because there are few facilities. Rara and Tia went straight to the campus, which was listed by other job vacancies.

"Ra?" tanya Tia was busy looking around.

"Yup?" sahut Rara who adores sticking brochure.

“Loe don't want this where? this campus loe!” tia.

“Times anyway?” sahut Rara was a little disappointed, because of the condition of the campus.

“Iya, where to try the photo?”

Tia's palm charged up while impatiently wanting to see the photo Ranti gave. Rara pulls out her wallet, she takes out a photo of Ranti's giving.

"It's really the background, see that the writing STKIP SILIWANGI.” explained Tia enthusiastically.

Rara looked around there was nothing she could remember about this campus. He could only guess what kind of family he was from if he could only study at this small campus.

"We go ask Yu, we can find loe's identity."

"But Ti."

"Wood."

Tia pulled Rara's hand impatiently, they headed straight for TU.

"Excuse me ma'am if you want to see alumni data where?" tanya Tia is friendly.

“Owh is in the perpus, over there." say middle-aged mothers.

They went into a small library for the size of the campus, not too many books on the display there. Until they found the alumni book class 2012 in accordance with the photos that Ranti gave, because Rara does not remember what majors she entered, they searched one by one per page, because Rara did not remember what majors, they searched one by one per page, there was no student named Febby Febriani for the 2012 class.

"We go home, free data we are less concrete." invite Rara who was getting tired.

"Yes yes, but nobody here knows you anyway?"

"Well, if you're a thousand students, why am I known here?"

"Yes yuk."

They walked through the hallway of the campus, until a middle-aged father rebuked Rara.

"Febby?" he said, making Rara and Tia look up, "You're Febby, aren't you Febby Febriani?" sahut fat father whose head is bald top, height se Rara. He wore a navy blue-white vertical striped shirt carrying several sheets of map.

"I-yes sir."

"Well, how are you? now you change yes wear a more beautiful veil." she said as often raised the familiar halis, somehow too familiar.

"Ba-ik sir." replied Rara awkwardly.

"Sir, can we ask for help?" tanya Tia was enthusiastically impatient.

"What help?"

"This is Mr. Rara, uh I mean Febby's amnesia because of an accident, so he didn't want to know about it at all, had checked in the alumni book but did not meet!"

"Jeez, is that really Feb?" ask the dumbfounded.

"Yes sir." answered Rara.

"Yes you've come with me." he asked.

Rara and Tia were taken into one of the rooms far away at the end of the back hall. Next to the room there were about three classes, they sat in front of the father's desk, waiting for the father to pick up the alumni book. There is a signboard that says Nanang, S.Pd, next to his place ATK, which contains like markers and other ATKs. Before long the father came to submit the alumni book class of 2010.

"Loh Febby 2010 sir?" ask Tia.

"Yes, try to open an English education major" he said while sitting in his swivel chair.

Rara and Tia found Febby Febriani data, born in Panjalu, September 11, 1992, address Jl. Radio Moch Toha 20. His picture is still innocent yet wearing a hijab, in view of his life motto.

" The power of pray protect me."

Rara immediately photographed the alumni data about her with her salary.

"Well sir thank you." said Rara girang.

"Together, Febby." said Mr. Nanang while holding his hands flirtatious.

Rara's startled dodging reflex pulled her hand into a forced smile. Pa Nanang instead got up from his chair standing to the back of Rara's chair.

“Feb you are not inget?” ask Nanang sir who went back and forth behind Rara and Tia's chair.

“Inget what sir?”

“Our relationship?” Rara and Tia looked astonished at her speech. Mr. Nanang took Rara's hand, and again Rara instantly reflexes dodging.

“What relationship is it?” he turned his body looking at Mr. Nanang.

“You do not fear Feb, we have a special relationship you know, we often walk together, watch together. said Mr. Nanang still pacing behind Rara's chair and he approached Rara. “...and karokean together.” added.

Tia looked at Rara hinting to leave this room with her eyes, Rara exclaimed in agreement.

"We're the rich?" rara immediately stood up.

“Eeee go where, mending you rest first, we chat aja aja.” sahut pak Nanang while holding Rara's shoulder and lowering her body Rara to her seat back.

Mr. Nanang even more courageous he sat on the edge of Rara's chair and embrace his hand on Rara's boat. Tia who was more disgusted had prepared a fist to punch the father. While Rara who was holding back was not comfortable with the father who touched his body, immediately took the hand of the father from his shoulder and then twisted it behind the back of the father. Tia was shocked by what Rara did that could mount the horses just as the martial defense crippled her enemy.

"Aduuudududu." said Mr. Nanang complaining of pain.

"Father don't macem me, don't lie" Rara said in a loud voice.

"Feb last feb who boong emang really we have a special relationship" said Mr. Nanang kekeuh while complaining of pain.

Hearing the father's words Rara felt even more disgusted, he twisted the father's hand again harder.

"Sir inget yes! don't be rude, I won amnesia but I'm not bodo! Tia grab the marker, scrawl his face!"

Tia enthusiastically smiled happily directly taking the marker from the pencil container on the table looking for a permanent marker.

“E-e-e what do you want? don't be rude yes I am a lecturer here, ouch!” abugn.

"Don't believe" said Rara lantang. "This is a lesson about the attitude of the father who is flirtatious with girls, do not doodle his face!"

“Eh uh don't dare macem-macem yes you.”

Tia did not criticize the talk of Mr. Nanang, he even coolly laughed scribbling the face of the father, then Rara pushed the father to the table and they both ran out of the room. Mr. Nanang bounced towards the stirring table and then held his face. He immediately glazed over the cupboard, his face filled with permanent scribbles of markers.

"LACK OF TEACHING!" his screams in the room did not dare to come out chasing them, because of the condition of his face.

While Tia and Rara were running around in the hallway of the campus going all the way up to the parking lot stopping in front of Tia's car, they gasped for breath suddenly Tia laughed out loud.

“Why?” ask Rara who is still bored.

“Elo was crazy yes can do it, lest loe can karate?” said Tia who tried to regulate the breath and laughter.

"Tau ah, come home." said Rara sebal.

“Feb?”

One of the young men about thirty-five years old greeted Rara at the parking lot. His eyes were red, the smell of perfume was so pungent, his hair was neat using pomade, like it looked washed out. He saw a small nameplate on his bathing suit that read "Mukti".

Rara looked at him."Huh yeah?"

"Hei Pa is up? Now you're different already wear a hijab." said the man immediately reached out his hand, Rara who initially hesitated to shake hands. Slowly reaching out her hand, but Mukti quickly approached Rara's hand, with a faint smile.

Then he shook his hand, and the index finger shook like a tickle flirtatious Rara's palm. Rara was startled to immediately take off her hand and still looked at her in surprise.

"Who is this?" ask Mukti. The hand he just released, was offered to Tia.

"It's Tia" said Rara.

Tia shook Mukti's hand steadily, and Mukti did the same as he did to Rara, tickling Tia's palm with his index finger. Tia instantly reflexively pulled her hand, furious.

"Where? where now? Still an SPG?" he said his snobs got his hand stuffed into his pants. Looks like this guy knows the ins and outs of Febby.

"On CV ZOE a so GM." said Rara.

“Auh I seneng called aa same you Feb, when or we walk again?”

“What? road?” rara asked in shock at Mukti's question.

"Yes road? yes karokeallah?"

"I'm sorry excuse me I was in a hurry" said Rara directly into the car, not willing to serve Mukti chat.

Quickly, their car drove out of the campus. Rara let out a sigh of annoyance at the events that had befallen her. There was a look of anxiety on her face, Tia was worried about what Rara was thinking.

"Don't think ra, it's the most flirtatious lecturers, let alone in this rich campus, on the campus there are also rich gedhe gitumah."

Rara smiled, saying that she did not want to comment much, she wanted to focus on her work now.

"Will not go to this address? this is the Moch Toha area all of us to Telkom University, put a brochure there."

Rara nodded in agreement.

They were looking for a house on Jl Radio No 20 and it turned out to be a big boarding house that had hundreds of rooms. They did not find any data on Febby because the duration was too long. Febby graduated in 2014 in data alumi, while this has been running for five years. Rara's curiosity grows increasingly passionate about her identity, but they are dead-end. The innkeeper could not provide much information, because the many boarding residents who change every year.