Love in the Heart

chapter 15 Genta

For the sake of studying the appeal, making me more active in studying the last few times.I must be able to master my college, in order to get a scholarship in order to come to Bandung. Not only that, I am also getting busy opening the latest newspaper looking for part time job vacancies. And still “by heading to someone's place in Bandung.”

If other friends know the main purpose to Bandung to find people who do not know the trunk of his nose, maybe they will say I am “GILA?” I have to study hard, so that the final semester value will be good and can take care of the scholarship application to the faculty. If accepted, I will receive the scholarship in the beginning of the third semester.

Even so, I believe the scholarship received half of the ration for the odd semester will not be enough for the cost needed for this study, so I have to find work.

Finally, I got a part time job as a pulse kiosk guard in the New Market area for the help of my friends. The first week, I was paid three hundred thousand rupiah for training. In the following weeks, I was paid five hundred thousand rupiah every week, quite enough for me who live mediocre. And can help the cost of college without burdening parents. Now, there are no more holidays for me because from Monday to Sunday I fill with college while working.

My mother, she doesn't know about it. If you knew I was working, you would have told me to stop and concentrate enough on my studies, and my dream of meeting Hary was gone. During the red date holiday I asked Mom for permission to study groups at boarding houses. I'm sorry I lied to you, but I'm paying for this sin with a value that makes you proud of me.

I learned when there were no customers, sometimes when filling in the customer pulses I repeated the lecture material, and God willing this successfully entered and stored in my brain memory. I went home, before the Maghreb came into being. Fortunately Anggi was a good friend and accompanied me until I came home and drove me home. Thank you Anggi. You are indeed The Best Friend. after delivering me, Anggi prayers Magrib at the mosque near my house. Sometimes I don't feel good either.

Not infrequently during the holidays Feli, Chesi or Rani stop by where I work. Similarly, my classmates who often hang out at my workplace. After receiving the salary, I saved the money in the bank. Bank teller once chuckled because I always put money a piece of pink with a nominal one hundred thousand rupiah. Why is he laughing? I love how much I want to save? While the other money I use to meet daily needs without burdening Mother again.

Mid Semester came. I had a little trouble dividing the time. But God willing because of the effort during this time, makes me a little relieved to face the midterms. By the way, there was a man who never visited my workplace, he was Akel. If it's one class, maybe he's on the side invisible to me, so I don't know how “si cooler” is doing right now.

Finished Mid Test, I went to the PKM building because I promised Nova I'd put my work in. I wrote a short story based on a true story. This short story revolves around a girl who attended a major that did not enter in her calculations at all. It made the girl go to college lazily. Then there was news that his faculty children would follow the comparative study to Bandung.Make the girl force herself to be grateful for what she had obtained so far. The girl tried to apply for a scholarship in order to get a fee for onkos to Bandung. Bukam only that, the girl looking for a job here and there but never get. The girl gets a job and she goes to college while working. The girl got a scholarship, and was able to follow the study with her own efforts. This proves, if we want to achieve the dream, must continue to try without giving up. Forward continues. But this short story does not contain the search for men who do not know how? This is purely about the girl with her ideals to set the land of Sunda that she never knew.

Genta's tobloid did not publish its latest edition for long. Do I call Nova often, has the latest edition been circulating? He said he was looking for funding for the printing. I asked if my work would be published in that edition? He's just an advertising editor, and he doesn't know about editing and printing. He also said that the funds requested through the proposal to the rectorate had not yet come down. Though it will be published, and the rectorate has checked which will be published. However, because there is writing that offends the rectorate, making the funds not be lowered. Pity our college press too? So can not be more free to spread the real news on all students of this campus. And it makes me resigned and not expect my short story to be published or not.

When I never thought about the short story again, Nova sent me a message:

Assalamualaikum Yuki.. have you seen the latest tabloid yet?

Walaikumsallam square. Not Nov, why?

Congratulations, Yuki!

Ohya? Alhamdulillah.

Thanks for the info Nov.

I'm looking for that Genta tabloid. It turns out that in the Literature column, not only my work was published. It turns out there is the work of “Milyantika” namely Mili and “Akel Haryendra.” They're two of my friends.When did Mili enter the poem?

Dreams by Milyantika

Rasaku is gone

When the night is thick

Draining cold in pulse flow

I must be used to it

White wing feathers are cut off

Falling from within the purple sky charm

And I'm still in all my colors

Look at everything with a pana

What is it in concentrated mega-altitude

Stick purple on both sides of the mirage realm

It's as beautiful as the dryness in the desert

My race is going crazy

Make me laugh when I'm sad

Make me cry when I like

CRAZY.

Like an angel downstairs welcoming me

With a rainbow of colors on my pulse pellet

I dreamt my king was gone*

Hehe.. Mili's work is undoubtedly after reading it directly I chat.

Mili.

Congratulations..your poem is very good…

Makasi ya Ki (your short story also came out, congratulations too…