LOVE NARA

2 ALWAYS TAKE CARE OF YOU

Love Nara

Part 2

Almost three months more Angga is in this city, Jakarta. Continuing S2 majoring in Master of Accounting (Maxi) University of Indonesia. A pride in oneself had already made it to this point.

The breeze - like blowing in the scorching afternoon. The hot weather was helped by shady trees in the front court of Maksi UI Salemba faculty.

UI Campus of the beautiful Faculty of Maksi. Campus located in the city center. Some flowers appear to bloom. And so is the heart of Angga. That love grew back in bloom with Dina.

Dina is the first love of Angga. The love felt when they stepped on third grade Junior High. Angga loved Dina so much. But Dina just left Bengkulu city to Jakarta. Dina left half her heart left behind in the capital city of Fatmawati (the wife of president Sukarno).

Dina was powerless to deny her own loss. As the son of a high-ranking police officer Dina must be prepared to follow her father as a state servant. His father Dina was promoted to police chief in South Jakarta.

The monkey love they felt re-emerged here. In this yellow alma mater love is still the same. Still as tempestuous as when they were teenagers in blue white uniforms.

Starting from the courage of Dina who idly called Angga three months ago. That afternoon Angga had not returned from his office. Angga has just received the announcement of his graduation to follow the tubel (study task) at the faculty of accounting UI Salemba.

Suddenly the sound of his phone rang.

"Assalamualaikum Angga? how are you doing? I remember not my voice. Yes, udalah if you forget, " said Dina want to end the phone.

"Wait .. , don't turn off. I seem to know your voice, "a voice that I cannot possibly forget Angga replied in his heart.

"Dina ya !"

"I'm glad you can still recognize my voice, " replied Dina while trying to regulate her heartbeat that was beating faster.

"You how are you? It's been almost seven years we haven't met" Angga said.

"I'm fine, already working in the company and now want to take a master of Accounting at UI.

"A-pa ? when is the lecture?, "ask Angga curious.

"Next week? I started college, " replied Dina.

"Sama, we will go to college in the same place, " said Angga slowly

Angga never thought. The miracle of God exists. Someone who once filled the niche of his heart again present offers the love that once had stopped.

For almost two years, the Angga has been devastated. Until Nara opens her heart again. Nara has the look of Dina. Same face and skin. So when Angga first saw Nara there was a soft sigh in his chest like looking back at the figure he missed so much.

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Activities on campus are so time consuming Angga. Taking regular classes is an Angga's choice. Dina majored in extensions.

In between his busy life, Angga and Dina met in the cafeteria in the afternoon. Understandably, they are both different classes. Angga schedule his lectures on Monday to Saturday, from morning to afternoon. While Dina every day entered the afternoon and evening. Except Saturday morning to evening.

To facilitate the process of his lectures. Angga looking for cost - costan near UI campus. Walking approximately three hundred meters Angga has arrived at the place he studied here.

Different from Dina which incidentally Jakarta children. At first he wanted to go back and forth from home, work and college. Long - long he decided to become a boarding boy also like Angga.

Working while in college is exhausting

Abused. Finally, he decided to leave the job. But his father Dina still recommends Dina work. I don't have to go to the office every day. Dina is the director of a company built by her father Dina.

Enjoying life in Jakarta is the desire of Angga. It has been many years living in Bengkulu city. This is the first time he has been wandering. The first experience of his life.

Monday morning in the city centre. Vehicles then run like there's no death. The life cycle begins in the morning. There were some students and workers who came back and forth in front of the campus building of Maksi UI.

A bright morning as bright as the heart of Angga welcomes the warm morning sun. After dressing neatly and carrying a backpack on the back then out of the boarding room - boarding towards the beloved campus. While humming the song "lost pearl, now come back .... "

The song was repeated until it did not feel Angga had reached his destination.

Entering the classroom was still Angga small humming. Then his eyes looked for an empty seat in front. Put the backpack under the table. Then sit sweetly while waiting for the arrival of the lecturer and some friends who have not come.

"Ciye ciye .. , a friend poked Angga from behind. Because from earlier his eyes did not blink to see Angga. Angga looked back while smiling at Arif. "Why Rif? "

"You why? kayak again very cool," said Arif curious.

"Who, later in the afternoon I want to walk with Dina" said Angga slowly.

"Ooh .. , Arif rounded the mouth of the sign of understanding.

Arif is a village friend with Angga. One place of work and the same - the same college majored in the same. As a friend Arif knows who Angga's girlfriend in Bengkulu. Arif was silent - he liked Nara, only he felt sorry for Angga.

The wall clock in the classroom is 7:45 WIB. Some students are complete and ready to take tax management courses. A moderately-statured old man with partially-whitened hair almost 50 years old entered the classroom.

The tax management course lesson is over already. Mr. lecturer named Mr. Aris then resigned and then continued with other courses and so on.

Completed today's course approximately three and a half hours. As agreed with Dina. The gogga wants to see the monas up close. It was his first time to monas after three months of setting foot in the beloved Indonesian capital.

By riding a white ertiga car driven by Dina finally reached their destination. Eits .. , previously they stopped by briefly for ashar prayer at Istiqlal Mosque.

After completing the Ashar prayer, they arrived at Monas. Angga's watch was pointed at 15:30 Wib. Not playing glad Angga can see Monas up close. But what was said before their car wanted to enter was immediately intercepted by parking officers at the entrance.

Dina who drives the car then opens the window of his car.

"Sorry mbak .. , Monas every Monday is closed except holidays. If you want tomorrow!! The first session is eight in the morning until four in the afternoon. The second session was seven o'clock at ten o'clock in the evening, " said the officer guarding the entrance of the monas.

Tugu monas is an icon of DKI Jakarta. This monument was built as a memorial of the struggle and resistance of the people in seizing independence from the Dutch colonial government. This monument has a height of 132 meters with a crown of fire tongue coated with gold.

The gold sheet attached to the crown of monas is believed by Angga and some Bengkulu people is gold that comes from Bengkulu.

According to various literature that there is gold in the monas is a donation from a businessman from Aceh named Teuku Markam during the reign of President Sukarno. The gold comes from the village of Lebong Bandai Rejang Lebong district of Bengkulu province.

Failed already Angga's desire to be able to see the monas from a close range. It's okay to just get to the entrance hall. Eventually, they moved to the Old Town.

Enjoy the beautiful atmosphere of the night in the old city. Lamps - incandescent lights add elegance to the white building of the Dutch heritage. Low noise of visitors followed by live music chants add to the atmosphere tonight.

After surrounding various buildings and museums in the Old City. Angga and Dina took the time to stop by Cafe Batavia. Sit down and enjoy the culinary dishes that have been ordered. Share stories and laugh occasionally. Understandably Angga and Dina have not met for almost seven years.

Sit facing each other with Dina. Stare at each other in silence. Angga felt a subtle sigh surging in his chest. So did Dina feel. Debaran felt as felt Angga.

"Din .. , is your heart still mine" said Angga quietly as he clasped Dina's fingers and tried to regulate her heart beat that jumps - jump.

Then Dina nodded her head in affirmation and smiled looking into Angga's brown eyes.

The hormone norephinephrine begins to work on this pair of lovebirds. A aura of happiness can be seen from people who are in love. Just like Angga and Dina are experiencing right now. The love that once existed is now back.