Love in the Heart

Session 2 Chapter 8

This morning we were in front of the polytechnic campus. Along the way I just realized the unand campus area is very large.

Polytechnic is the last area so it has surrounded the entire green campus area on top of this mountain. Remon this polytechnic story was once one of the faculties in unand. But now it has been separated into one whole part of the state campus in the city of Padang. Not lingering, Remon took me to the Telkom department, and talked to people who might also be his friends. Then Remon came back with a disappointed face.

“Says there is no Yukita name in Telkom.”

“Masa? Yesterday I met him in law school?”

“Lhoh? Have meet? Why not ask directly?”

“Well, that's it? Are you sure there is no Yukita?”

“Hey Mon? Why this?” greet students who may be friends.

“This is Vin, there is a man named Yukita in Telkom. But another friend said there was no such thing as Yukita,”, explained Remon.

“Ooh, Yukita? He was my old High School friend, even a classmate in twelfth grade.”

Waahhs. It turned out to be quite a coincidence, there was his high school friend in front of me.

“Emang who's looking?”

“This, my host.”

“Then Yukita did pass in Telkom Kawan, but like he did not take,” he explained.

Whahuh? Not so take it? Wh why?

“About his activities now what?”

“No idea too, could it be work, or something else? Or I'll find her best friend? They still play together often. Coincidentally he's a civilian, his name is Odi.”

He turned out to have a lot of boy friends, “Aah, no need. Thank you.” It feels very disappointed. I'm willing to go back to Kosan.

Why would he lie to me? Have I stepped foot so far, only for a liar? Why is a plain face like yesterday, turned out to be a big liar? I don't know how many times the bus passed, I was busy with my own daydream.

If I call Mama, saying no to taking college here, she's gonna be pissed. Everything has been paid, all facilities are complete. It hurts me and scolds that liar woman. Can fool everyone with that innocent face.

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The first day of ospek, it felt really annoying. Maybe the senior standing in front of me is smaller than me. The head is plontos, yesterday Vina said I was ugly. Let it be. I don't care!

Looks like these glasses need to be cleaned a little. I took it off and cleaned it with a handkerchief I always had in my pocket. My eyes were a bit wide-eyed, it seemed like it had just passed by a figure that seemed to be clutched every time since he knew he had lied to me.

Back put on the glasses to make sure, and it turns out to be more obvious it was him. Also wearing ospek's clothes? Whahuh? He's ospek? The liar? In this department too?

I saw him sitting a little dazed, it turned out that the one called from earlier was the same senior he was. Same as senior. Just think of it as punishment has lied to me. I'm sure he'll find ospek the most annoying activity, haha.

But eventually he was the one that was often sought after by seniors. Until he became an icon by his grub got flowers from seniors. Huh, really cute with the same guys huh? It turns out you're the same as any other girl I know.

Osek time passed, by watching successful girls lie and fool me outright. Great, got me here because of that bragging. Suddenly he turned his head towards me, deliberately I pretended to read and write the lecturer's explanation, for quite a while it seemed like he was watching me. Then it seemed he was busy replying with a paper tear with his next-door friend. It all makes me hotter, what the hell is he? Not paying attention to the teacher properly.

After the lecture, empty hours until it runs out, after which there are only more courses. My reflexive eyes were watching the girl, instantly fixed on what she was doing. He was alone, long enough. I wanted to sit next to him, but reluctantly. My anger and hatred were still not over every thought of him lying to me with that innocent face.

Suddenly the bald one next to him was sitting next to him. What the hell is bald, why should it be next to him? Haaah, rather than the mending heat filling the stomach. Everywhere alone, it feels quite reluctant to get acquainted with others. I think they're all like kids. My high enough ego makes me a little arrogant making that junior my friend. Finding food here is hard. All the menus must have a sauce. So busy separating sambal so as not to be too spicy, before getting used to eating cuisine here.

Enjoying a meal heavy enough for my tongue, plus the liar girl appeared with her friend, making me suddenly lose the ***** meal. Sit next to me again? I've been looking for an object I've sent for him, but there's not a ring attached to his fingers? where's that thing? I gave it as a sign of great love, but wasted it. The disappointment that yesterday was already great, today has increased again.

Besides, they're making a little commotion getting to know each other? Why am I not being shaken too? They were so proud they didn't want to get me acquainted. Sultry, my inner pacing, told him to give me a way out.

I don't know if this is a bad luck or luck can go straight to class with him. Is this your destiny God? I have to clean this heart. I go to the mosque and impose obligations. In the past in Bandung I still often pray, but since in this city because all the friends of the devout worship became a good motivation for me to keep getting closer to Him. O Lord, cleanse my heart that is overcrowded by this anger. Give her the space to forgive her. Amens.

After praying the heart feels calmer, may be more relieved and airy. Well, shit...he's with his friends again? I hurriedly unplugged and searched the classroom. Mending sat in front so as to clearly pay attention to the lecturer. Than to watch him continue. While preparing the materials for today's materials, Yukita and her comrades entered. Why do you lie to me? She kept looking at me, I looked into her eyes deeply. I'm that guy, Harry! Be aware! Inner screaming. He was sitting behind me intentionally.

Soon Ramadan, we all knew each other and forgave. Of course he and I shake hands too.

“I'm sorry if there's something wrong with the word and the behavior makes you angry with me,” that's how he said. How did he know I was angry?

“I too,” we shake hands. Touching his hand, giving a centrifuge instantly stung my tribe. I'm fast off. What was I thinking just now? And I realized that I still loved her very much, but she wasn't even aware of it. During Ramadan lectures are still the way as usual. What I wonder is why the courses I take are always the same as him. Is this a sign from God? Did You really make him my first match that seemed impossible?