
Today I went to the college, submitted my proposal to the Instructor, after the affair with the Lecturer was completed, I decided to go to the central library, looking for a book to reference my proposal, and, that just got a lot of corrections from my lecturer. That means I have to fix it again.
While in the library I met Adrian, my AEC chairman, that handsome guy, who was good at English as well. He looked serious about the book he was reading, so I wasn't interrupting. I myself looked for a rather corner place, in order to concentrate on the book I would use for reference.
After feeling enough, I decided to visit a student cooperative that I recently joined there. I became an assistant to the communications and information department. Under the leadership of Inug as my Head.
Although only student cooperatives, but the organizational structure is made like a company.
The chairman of the cooperative is named Executive Director named Herliana, under whom there is a DPO or director of organizational development, held by mas Dani, a Pangandaran person. Then there is also a DPB or Director of Business Development named Ali Syafie.
I was just there to check, maybe there was a task for me from Ka Bag Ku. Mas Inu's. As we were about to enter our usual gathering place, I accidentally met with my Executive Director, Herli. He called me into his room. I was surprised to just follow him.
"Please sit down" he said, sitting in his chair, "How are booklets developing for the welcoming of new students? is there a problem?" I sat in front of him. I was silent for a moment. For some reason, suddenly there was a tightness in my chest.
This man in front of me was once special in my heart, I remember, we even went to Baturaden with my Aunt and my Grandpa. There is a myth that says couples should not go there, otherwise they will break up.
We can't say a couple, because there's never a word that she's become me as her lover. We only have member and Chairman relationships, professionally, there is only Executive Director and Assistant Ka Bag only.
He used to take me to a college park, ask me the truth about the grapevine that said I liked him.
"Not really, when did I like Mas Herli? lmpossible. We are like the heavens and the earth. I'm just a little assistant, Mas Herli a Director at Kita Cooperative. Where do I dare?" I said that, with nervousness and fear.
That man, if it is within the scope of the cooperative is very shining in my eyes. Especially if you have met friends one way, he is very excited when he talks about cooperatives.
At that moment my hands were so cold, I didn't dare to have feelings that were more than just friends. He's too tall for me. Maybe this is what the name of the soul mate has been set, huh?
Although there is little taste for him, but I did not dare to admit it.
"If you need help, just say it, later I'll show some friends to help," he said and awakened myself from daydreaming.
"Just print, I think it's enough, later plan mo to Jogja with Ujang, to find a good printing," I saw Mas Herli nodded and then rose from his chair.
"Yes, you can get out" I just got out of my chair and stepped outside. It was a little bit of your heart at the time. Remembering We once walked together on the side of the road, considering We once ate together on the side of the road. But there is no courage to admit that it is love.
I decided to just go home. I say goodbye to Mba Endah, the administration. I was tired, and could not if you had to linger in one location with Mas Herli. I slowly drove my bike to the boarding school where I live now.
"Well there's a pretty girl coming," seduced one of the sons santri. I just nodded, I thought it wasn't for me, but it was for Aini, because she was indeed a beautiful girl.
"Darling yes, we lost the start. The beautiful already has," I heard my Lurah sir said to his friend.
At that time I did not know what he meant and for whom those words were.
After getting what I want, Me and Aini go straight into my room, mo plan a break. So tired. After the meeting with Mas Herli earlier, it still feels crowded until now.
"What if I say 'yes I love you, he will accept me?' bathinku. When I felt I was going to sleep, I heard a greeting outside. That's Mr. Lurah, what's he coming to my room for?
"Please call Nur, too, because I need to be with you two" I heard my name said, straight out.
"Please sit down" he said, and he sat right at the door of my room with his head lowered. Aini and I followed his instructions, the leader of the santri in this hut.
"Here, I'm sorry if my presence here is disturbing." He paused his words and glanced at me. I looked down because I was ashamed to be seen by the pious man.
"Over these days, I have noticed that you come home late and are delivered by men, often, "I am shocked to hear about it. I glanced at Aini who just looked down timidly.
"I'm sorry, Ustadz, he's my friend" he said slowly, lowering his head even deeper. I have not noticed the habit of Aini who likes to go home late, I think it is because she is busy with her activities outside, there is no problem at all.
"You were entrusted by your parents in this cottage, because they believed, that We will take care and educate you to be a good Muslim. As a santri, it feels inappropriate, if you always come home late and among men," he said firmly.
" In Islam, dating is haram" he said.
'What kind of jealous people?' my body began to get caught off guard by the ugliness he took care of other people's lives.
" I'm sorry ustadz, if we're not dating, then how are we going to get married?" I argue, because honestly, I feel sorry to see Aini who was in my Pak Lurah trial.
"Stupid, death and fortune Allah has laid down for his people" he said firmly, looking at me, apparently dislikeing him because I cut him off.
"I'm sorry again. But, as humans, we also have the right to work? Dating is one of the means for us to find our partner later," I remain steadfast with my opinion.
"A santri can't date, you have to focus on learning. When the time comes, you will be met with your soul mate" He said, All the tips advise Us.