LOVE THE LOST

HANUM CS'S

If your heart is never for me, then no one else will give you a chance to get your heart

- Hanum

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"Num.see that's Zidan. Eh, why sit in front of the front of the same Nida that, lest they.." chapped Dini while covering her mouth who was sitting with Hanum.

"Ihhh kesell very much," Hanum replied with a slight whisper and continued his chatter.

My daydream was startled by Zidan opening the conversation first. Whether fate or anything like that, Zidan was scheduled to always see me. To be honest, I feel a little strange. Why can't Zidan's nature change so quickly. Though in the past to say hello to Zidan impressed indifferent to me.

"Loh Rifan hastily, I've just sampled this," asked Zidan while removing some books and laptops from his backpack.

I still flinch, my mind still can't focus. Rifan and his music school. Zidan, the man I like is in front of me.

"Eh, I don't know, he's not busy exactly busy busy" I replied trying to melt the atmosphere, trying to control myself who had been thinking about Rifan.

"Hahaha yes, kali. Anu Da, you no longer have class, right? I want to teach you how to answer this test. There's a matter of mathematics dikit, if pure itung-kutans gini rather not backfiring."

"Ooo that, can be. If I knew but yes? hehehe." I answered pulling out some of Zidan's pages.

I did not dare to look at Zidan, but I knew that his eyes were on my face.

Uhh! so grogi gini, why this guy ngeliatinnya so very!

"Whoever gets you will be lucky Da" said Zidan spontaneously.

"Huh? what were you talking about?" I was trying to clarify, when in fact I heard what Zidan just said.

What else is it ni man! hahaha wanted to roll around so much.

Just look, how enchanting Zidan can instantly hypnotize me, divert my world. Uh!

Suddenly.

BRAKKKK

Hanum broke through the table where Zidan and I were going to start a discussion to finish Zidan's test.

"Ehhh cewe gatel, setau me, you've ngalor ngidulnya all this time right the same Rifan huh? why now want to try temptain Zidan!" snapped Hanum while pointing at me.

Of course I don't accept Hanum's suddenly harsh treatment like that. Sigh for a moment then stand while covering both my hands in front of the chest.

While Zidan was still staring in astonishment at Hanum.

"Sotoy really so girl, from earlier I diem ya lo nggunjingin me, why nyolot gini? want to be Rifan cake, Zidan cake or the same Dean even though it is not your business!" Nadaku is relaxed but really challenging.

"Lo dare to be with me, here nihhh iiiiii," With a swift hand pulled the pashmina pink saleem that I was wearing. So that it causes a little tear in the chin because the needle that is released also leaves a little wound there due to needle scratches.

"Hanum enough! you really have a problem with Nida? this kind of behavior of yours I can report to the Dean, "holds Hanum's hand who is still trying to pull my pashmin

"Aww Zidan's sick, take off my hand. I don't like this pretentious lady with you!" Hanum rebelled, trying to break the grip of Zidan.

"Why not?" zidan replied while staring at my two busy eyeballs sitting down tidying up my missed pashmin.

"I'm his girlfriend!" jawan Zidan is short, solid and clear.

One room was suddenly silent, the atmosphere of the library had indeed begun to be not so comfortable since Hanum kicked the table. Things got even more awkward when Zidan loudly admitted that we were dating.

Whatisthis? my chest is tight, my mind is floating. Is Zidan delirious?

Suddenly, all eyes were on us who were indeed our position in the middle of the reading room. So that makes it easier for anyone to immediately see the commotion we caused from their respective seats.

Hearing Zidan's statement, half in disbelief Hanum gradually backed away leaving the two of us.

In fact, the moment they (Hanum and Dini) left the library was still clearly visible the face full of Hanum's vengeance. The problem with me is not finished.

"Are you okay, Da? duhh, kok be gini si," Zidan looks worried asking my condition.

"It's okay."

No other conversation. I deliberately just started to discuss the matter, diverting the conversation so that the atmosphere melts a little.

***

Hanum pulled my hair back from the outer side of the pashmina.

"Aw is sick. "my conscious moan is facing two half-crazy women.

"Lepasin or you will run out with Zidan! " i'm threatening, it doesn't make sense. Though I still do not understand what the purpose of Zidan's confession in the library earlier.

"How do I not want? so you still want to go to Zidan? yes Zidan macarin lo, obviously look forward to me everywhere!" the grip grew louder, this time Hanum threw my body to the floor until my position knelt in front of him.

I who was trying to stand up, was held back by the tightly grasping Dini locking my hands back.

"Nih shower first yes sweet child." said Hanum while pouring a sack of water from the tap.

"Great also, lo, no cry." he continued flirting with me for the second time.

"Uuu kaciannn," added Dini who was still in a position to lock my hand back.

It has been almost half an hour, the campus also began to be quiet because the time showed it was already half six in the afternoon. Wc campus is indeed located far from the classes, only used for the cs who duties in the morning.

"Daaa, you're in dalem? I nyariin everywhere this, haduu where the phone is not picked up, he said want to go home together?" call Rifan half-screaming looking for me from outside.

"Well, go home first with Zidan!" Rifan clucked resentfully in his heart while still fiddling with hp and continued to try to contact hp Nida who was lowbat from noon.

Right, that was indeed Rifan's voice.

"Rifaaann!!! I'm here!"

Hanum and Dini still haven't given up torturing me. Now that Hanum's hand was closing my mouth, I certainly didn't waste a chance, I just bit his hand.

"Aww!!!" loud screams.

Rifan who heard my screams and Hanum's screams, immediately broke down the door wc.

Hanum and Dini quickly released their grip on my body. As if I didn't feel guilty at all.

"Printing ya lo on!" shouted Rifan who witnessed the bullying event in front of his eyes with anger.

Rifan immediately threw his backpack right towards Hanum's face until his face was so red, I'm sure the blow was painful on his face. Early behind me now moved closer to Hanum, her face paled while tugging at Hanum's sleeves.

Rifan embraces my shoulder, I am still in a state of sitting and drenched.

"This shit you're really gonna be abis in the Dean's room!" threaten Rifan with a frightening sharp gaze, especially for the women who looked at him.

"Loo!!!!" with a bold snitch Hanum answered Rifan, a few seconds trying to resist the curse of the meaning, fearing that Rifan's emotions would explode, Hanum changed his speech style.

"But it's okay to try there! the important thing is that I am satisfied with this holy pretentious gatel, I am not afraid. There is no cctv, so there is no evidence. Good luck!"

"Oiya another one, Rifan is your name Rifan right? you are pretending to be***what is really*** the Fan? still belain girl people, if you already clap one hand yes just back away! ahaha."

Hearing Hanum's words, Rifan was half in disbelief. Looked at me and asked Hanum again.

"Cewe people?" rifan asked with a confused look to Hanum.

"Din, unplug!" take Hanum to Dini to leave us immediately.

I saw Rifan's hand that was embracing my shoulder was clenched hard, afraid of something unwanted I held tightly to his hand that was still on my right shoulder.

"*******!!!!" rifan said furiously and tried to stand up.

I pulled Rifan's hand back. Trying to calm Rifan down, letting the two female figures behave demonically left us both. They waltzed out of the wc while wagging their hair.

While my brain was still spinning around looking for the right reason to tell Rifan about Zidan's confession in the library.

"Udahhh, help me stand up! tomorrow - tomorrow is the bales." I asked Rifan.

SERIATE...

Thank you for reading episode 4 "Loving the Lost"

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