Luna Belongs to Young Master Barra

My world

Slowly Jihan climbed the stairs, the atmosphere and environment were very familiar to her. Just realized, he was on campus among his college friends. Jihan made sure to get her face and body back in front of the glass magazine wall.

Me back? Jihan smiled happily while holding her whole face and body.

His steps he swing towards the usual place his friends often gather. A quiet corner down the stairs at their faculty, the faculty of Literature.

From a distance there was already the sound of laughter from his comrades. Jihan is accelerating her pace. He can't wait to meet all his friends.

Jihan's smile widened when she saw Lydia there, the girl was always excited wherever she was. There is also a gank of green chilli Abel, Naren, Naomi, Aries, Billy and .... The jihan?

Me?? b-how can? Jihan slowed her pace. He saw himself joking with his friends.

Am I there and am I here too? it means I'm not dead.

Slowly Jihan walked closer and closer to herself and her friends. As usual the topics they talked about were random things.

"Si Bryan turned out to be the same as a child of economics faculty," complained Billy.

"The one who just came in? stabbed your dong?" timpal Naomi's. Billy just chuckles bitterly.

"If the time is still long, the marriage of the 30s and above is also relatively young. Lah we are gini girls if the age is over 30s is difficult to find a companion for life," said Abel who is a little tomboy.

"Do you need a man, Bel?" Naren.

"Need, gini-gyi is also normal to me."

"Truly, girls if they are over 30s a little, it is difficult to find a companion for life. Moreover, whose career has been successful, ordinary auto men on retreat. That's why don't pinter, Han. Learn mulu!" Lydia nudged Jihan who was reading a thick book.

Ahhh, I remember. It's one month before I fell down the stairs because of that fucking novel.

"Your GPA is very high, don't be too pinter, later the guy on the minder again" said Naren.

"I don't study so that test scores are good or I can do a good job. Success is just a bonus, which I pursue is a scholarship," explains Jihan.

From another angle Jihan looked at herself sadly. He who is only an orphan, lives alone with a mother who works as a washerman and wholesale iron must try harder to graduate on time. If it falls from the specified standard the scholarship will be revoked.

"That means you have to find a better partner than you, Han," said Aries.

"There is no, Ris." Lydia ogling joke.

"Who?" Abel and Naren asked in unison.

Soon the guy passes by and they'll all tease me. Jihan turned her head towards the hallway of the campus waiting for a figure she admired.

"That's what!" exclaim Lydia while whispering. All heads turned in the direction Lidia was referring to, including Jihan holding the book and Jihan standing in the corner of the room.

The man was a large tall man with a long-sleeved white shirt that was rolled over his elbow. His glasses added an intelligent level and a cold aura on his face.

Mr. Abiyasa, a lecturer of ancient literature who is rigid and rarely speaks outside the lecture material, walks with firm steps. He ignored the students who looked at him with amazed looks.

Jihan who stood in the corner of the room, fixated for the umpteenth time if she saw the idol lecturer. In a moment, the young lecturer would pass right in front of him.

Jihan who felt sure would not be seen because she came from a different time dimension, reached out to touch Pak Abiyasa's body part just a little.