Love Cross Regency

Chapter 3: Still the First Day

The roll of time did not feel now has circled its axis so quickly, it was time for the first course that was more and more about Mr. Prapto has been completed. Because today is our first day of entry, the course hours are only filled with introductions and tell stories about the situation and conditions in college.

Still want the humans that I do not know fully want to come out to see the situation around, he said, suddenly came a tall beautiful white woman who immediately entered the room and put her bags and luggage to the front desk where the lecturer taught.

"Eh, who the hell," I asked myself in my heart.

"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." Suddenly he greeted us all.

"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." In confusion we all answered with doubt - doubt.

"Good morning everyone, introduce my name Sintia Dewi Putri commonly called Dewi, I am a lecturer here." The word that made us all amazed and shocked, just silently heard it.

"Seriously, professor? not wrong?" I said inwardly as I glanced towards Yusro.

"Mantab, there is encouragement" Yusro said directly after I looked at his face.

Well, that really surprised me. Village youth like me who are only able to speculate that the lecturer is someone who has been educated a few years longer may take a lot of age, but in the reality I just saw with my eyes this is another.

"So must have been acquaintances outside," said Miss Dewi to us.

"Not yet" said Sharif loudly.

"I'm Jazul Bu" said the tall young man loudly from behind a corner.

Well, briefly our story at that time we just joked with each other while introducing ourselves. Sure enough, the time that passes is now faster I think, until the time that has been on the edge, the, now Ms. Dewi gives instructions to all of us to make personal history but with a delivery that is considered attractive to each individual.

"All right," I said in my heart after about fifteen minutes of dancing my pen on a piece of white paper.

"Hhh, what's the matter?" ask myself in my heart, see someone dressed hits earlier like confusion turn left - right, front - back.

"A confused person want to write? it's what you wrote yourself," I said again in my heart to see him confused.

"OK, since time is running out, it can be collected for the finished." The instructions from the Goddess Mother further confused the woman.

"Eh Roo, put this on" I said to see Yusro standing up to collect the sheets, but here again I see him who has been constantly confused.

"Pity too, did he not bring a pen times yes," I asked again in my heart, while glancing at him.

"Tau ah, yes Ma'am, hehehe" said I inwardly gave him the spirit, not his meledek.

For the rest of the last time, he finally managed to finish his writing. I see him now he can breathe a sigh of relief while leaning his back to the chair.

"Everything is collected?" ask the Goddess from the front.

"It's over!" fauzi replied loudly and loudly.

"Ehh, it's a child's cake" I said again in my heart to see Fauzi with his behavior.

"From what I read some, very diverse in the way of self-introduction, but from here also I can see a little character friends, yes maybe not exactly 100% but more or less so," said Bu Dewi while turning - flip the paper he held.

"For example like this, there are from friends who write directly bright names at the beginning of the sentence, this reflects the person's personal likes directly on the point being talked about, right?" said the Goddess back.

"Is that mine? cook that?" I said in my heart while staring.

"Elah Ro," I replied with a light laugh.

Time is so friendly I think, without me realizing it now the sun has soared far through the clouds just above our heads humans. There was a loud ringing of Yusro's phone ringing a long sign the phone had entered, immediately received the phone from whom.

"Hallo,"

"Yoye?"

"Ready, gliding," said Yusro so briefly he telephoned.

"Who's Ro?" I asked Yusro in curiosity.

"Mahmud, stop for coffee in Yoye, come along?" yusro replied while asking in a soft tone.

"Righting? if you don't want to go up what's coming home," I replied as I clenched my hands at him.

"We are in the city, many buses pass by right," replied Yusro meledek.

"Yes passing by, but where there is a direction to the village," I replied again closer to my fist.

"Once in a while, if you come along let's get it done quickly" said Yusro while packing books and pens on the table.

Along with the endless hours of lessons Bu Dewi, now Yusro and I immediately rushed to the parking lot to pick up the motorbike and slide the meeting location with Madmud.

Thin showers of drizzling rain accompanied our journey to the meeting place of the burly youth Sports Study Program where we studied. Well, he's the same as us, he's also a freshman just he's taking the road he's good at in his field, sports.

A few rows of red lights have been passed along with a slow gust of rain-carrying wind. From which the sun was shining brightly, not as usual it was raining, from behind the green MX jupiter motorbike seat I look at the white sky with a soft burst of water that falls resignedly trying to find the location of the beautiful rainbow scratches.

Amid the coolness of my soul felt the rain, suddenly Yusro turned his motor sharply to the right across the road.

"Ehh, Ngapain anyway," I asked in shock as I slammed the helmet.

"Sory boss, forgot the address, almost missed" Yusro said as he landed his motorcycle in the parking lot.

"You're bad," I replied as I got off the bike.

"His name is also human, the place is forgotten and wrong," Yusro replied in defense.

"The forget is not humane bambang," I replied back as I slowly kicked his hind thighs.

"Loh, this means that you have graduated as a human," he replied again as he opened the helmet.

"Whatever!!" I answered while walking towards the entrance.

Without even a stop at the booking desk, I headed straight to where we used to gather. Well I see that place is still deserted with no one.

"Mahmud hasn't come yet, tumben," I said in my heart as we headed to where we used to sit.

"Whoi, Za!! what message?" Asked Yusro loudly from the booking desk.

"Oh, regular Ro," I replied briefly as I laid my body in my seat.