
After my needs as long as KKN had taken all, I immediately said goodbye to Aini, coincidentally meeting Nyai's mother at the stall.
"Let's go again, Mba?" greet him.
"Come, Mom! Just get some change of clothes and some books." I went down for a moment just to say hello to him.
"Mba, can we talk to you for a second?" pinta.
"Yes, Mom. What's up?" I asked while sitting next to him.
"Mba, are you still with Kang Ali?"
"Sir, Ma!" answer's short.
"Cong you say hello to each other? Poor you, Mba. Ever since Mba left KKN, she's been sick, like she's not excited about her life."
"It just so happens to hurt again Mom, not because of me. Now it's the transition season, it's natural to be sick, Mom!"
"Maybe, too, Mba?"
"Yes yes, Mom. Kulo. The permit was only for a moment, had to return to the location of KKN!" I say goodbye to him, and immediately leave the cottage. Kwatir too, later passed by him.
When I got to the front turn of the SPN, I saw Mas Ali standing in front of the road, seemingly waiting for me. But I don't want GR, I just passed him.
I thought he was going to stop my bike, but he just saw me from a distance. Poor as well, his face was pale. But let it be, my heart is still angry. Instead of meeting, the edges fight. Kayaking now. Let it be an introspection for us.
Actually, I was stubborn, when I saw him at the turn. There's a sense of wanting to meet him. But the sense of prestige is greater than the sense of longing.
I have reached the KKN location, friends are preparing to go to the extension location. We want to distribute Abate powder and geranium seeds, for the prevention of dengue fever.
Many programs that we designed to make people aware of the importance of health, Alhamdulillah thanks to the cooperation of all parties, KKN runs smoothly.
"Nur, it's in front of there's a guest." Dimas then sat down in front of his laptop and started working on our KKN report.
"Who?" I still focus on the computer.
"Say your future husband!" said Dimas.
Deg
"What's? You said I was with him?" my many.
"Yes, Iah! You are here."
"Currently... You mah. "my protest.
"Udah, meet there!" said Dimas.
"Well, just a second." I got up from my computer, and went to the porch. There, I saw Mas Ali lowering his head. There was sadness in his eyes. I'm not feeling good.
"Assalamualaikum." I said, I sat a little far from my future husband.
"Waalaikum salam. How you doing?" tanyanya.
"good. You alone?"
"Yes, here. I miss you." My heart slipped suddenly, hearing His confession.
"Why do you miss me? Kangen with his sister Retno." I said ketus.
"No, you are that, baby. Kan Mas already said, Mas has no feelings for him. It's just love for you!" protesting while looking into my eyes with a smile.
"Bodo ah, go home. I've been busy here, reporting on KKN." I was already preparing to go inside as he stood up and grabbed my hand.
"Well, try to understand how Mas feels. We cannot continue to be rich. Sorry, huh? I promise, don't talk to other women anymore."
"Bodo is my business, not mine." I went straight inside, still upset if I remember that time. "Babelle!" I closed the door and refocused on my report.
"Nur, is there a problem?" ask Dimas.
"Son, why is it?" many wonder. Not usually the problem, Dimas the person is serious, suddenly a personal problem.
"I see he's very lethargic. No, he's still there."
"Mas, you just go home. You'll be sick again, just rest at home." He looked at me with Sahdu. I wanted to get close to me, but I stopped.
"Just go home, get some rest. I'm not good with friends if Mas's still here."
"But I can't calm down, if you haven't already forgiven me."
"Yes, I'm sorry. I'm going home, take a break." I saw her face suddenly.
"Tell?" i'm nodding.
"Mas can ask for a hug? Just sec. I miss you!"
"Ih... What the hell? Go back there. Shame on friends." She smiled sweetly, oh my God. He looked handsome with that smile.
"Yes, I went home first. You take good care of yourself. Don't get close to your guy friends here. I'll be jealous!" he said he gave me his palm to kiss before leaving.
I kissed her hand, she smiled. Adem really look at his smile. He is so handsome that I love him. But sometimes, anger and jealousy overcomes all logic.
"Go home first, yeah. If you need anything, call me!" I nodded, rather than long he did not come home. Shame on the spectacle of friends.
"Assynnya!"
"Greetings waalaikum!" I went straight in and started focusing again with my computer and report.
"That's your future husband?" ask Adi.
"Yes." I replied briefly.
"Well, really! There's a ring on her sweet finger. When did you get married?" kepo tanyanya.
"July 14th."
"What the hell?"
"What?" manywould be surprised. All my friends look at me.
"Aren't you waiting for Jeng's graduation?" ask Andini.
"Both together!" origin kataku.
"Yes..have you married?"
"Damn loe!" I threw the pen in my hand at Dimas. Everyone laughed at my behavior.
"But the prospective male loe, quite handsome anyway." said Dimas spirit.
"Love ko. Not good anymore!" Andini is more passionate than Dimas.
"Beauty is! If it's not handsome, I don't want it!" my laughter escaped because of their temptation to me.
"She's kind of in love with you, grandma!" said Dimas.
"Mrs, Grandma! Granny loe!" Dimas immediately grinned the horse and prepared to run, afraid of being hit again.
"Udah yuk, continue to make a report. Not going to be hunted. Kan tar night we have counseling at Mr. RT's house" I said while focusing again on our report.
"Let's relax, you know. Mulu Report. Refreshing is okay" Dimas said.
"We can refresh when the report is over."
"Yes, let's finish it. Let's take a bath tomorrow at the river. The water is so clear. It's delicious, make a bath." Anton is so excited.
"Ah loe! Excitement if you want to play around! If you're doing a lazy report!" sulku.
"And we need refreshing. Let ga bore. Our duties are many, it is natural! If you have fun for a while." they instead become focused on refreshing rather than developing the report.
"Yes, let's finish the report, then tomorrow we can refresh" said Dimas who agreed by all. It's nice to have a team with them. They are good friends and understanding.
Work does not feel tired, if we can be in line with our team. One spirit and one purpose.