Me and Yu: Maevino

Me and Yu: Maevino
Eps. 24 'Me2Yu' Engineering Students



Indonesia


Faculty of Engineering


In a special architectural room. Afra had just finished her complicated and dizzying Final Semester Examination. Finally Afra managed not to fill the exam questions but like practice.


The sketch drawings that he had designed as best as possible had been successfully made into a small 4D building. He also presented his work.


Completion.


"Thank you."


Prok Prok Prok Prok


Afra breathed a sigh of relief staring straight at his work.


The lecturer examined the work of Afra more closely. He just nodded with a smile.


"good. Good, Afra. You are sure, from the beginning of the sketch you make it will be more perfect if made more real. Like this." The lecturer praised him.


The other students heard the compliment. All cheering for each other.


PROK PROK PROK PROK


"Thank you, sir." Afra was so happy.


The lecturer patted Afra proudly and then he walked away to check on the work of other students.


It was heard muttering, "Perfect composition."


Afra was pleased that her work was praised and well received. He has not wasted working hard for it. And very grateful to the person who lives far away from Indonesia. That man inspired him. But if you remember it, it makes Afra himself ashamed. Creating what we talked about together.


At the beginning of the year Afra entered college. The figure of his friend and the figure of a man who expressed love to him but he has not answered. He, Aji who was in the Netherlands, contacted Afra.


"Whose number is this? LN number?" Afra lifted it up.


"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."


Hearing that voice, Afra was immediately surprised to realize it. "Wa-waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi. Aji?"


"Hallo Afra's. Hehe, how are you?"


"Gu. I'm good. Lo?" Afra sounded nervous. "How are you?"


"Gue is so good and getting better after this sound of lo."


Afra again heard Aji's death. Afra smiled muckily.


We talked for almost two hours. Every single thing Aji said made Afra hear him so comfortably. And felt that he had lost. Lose. He's already starting to love the man behind this phone.


"Aji, you will be charged a high fee. It's too late."


"Quiet down. Just for lo, Fra. I can do this and of course everything."


"Hemm," taunted Afra. "His arrogance never says."


"Maha." Aji laughs. "Eh Fra .."


"Hmm?"


"Lo still want not the same as I said in the Tea Garden?"


"We go to the Tea Garden often. Which time is it?"


"That time ... Fra. Hmm well done test, UN."


"What do I want to say?"


"No."


There was the sound of Aji's breathing snorting. And Afra held back her laughter.


"Judah I want more. Look out for it you forgot again." Threatened him.


"M." Mmm."


"Gue said it the same time. If someday I want to live in a dream house with my partner later."


"Not in the cow shed?"


"The same answer you answered to me three and a half years ago" Aji said.


When he was serious, he was always answered jokingly by Afra. And vice versa.


"Gue seriously Afra ..." continued the whimper that sounded.


"Dad iyah. Proceeds."


"The dream house that I will place with my partner. I designed that dream house with my partner. And I want you to design it, design it."


"Why am I following? Not that your dream house is the same as your partner later." Afra is insensitive.


"Because the couple lo, Fra. Afra Amna's. The girl I love."


Afra. Although Aji had previously expressed her feelings. However, this time a heart attack was made. Not like the beginning.


"Our taste is the same, Fra. You know what I think and I know what you think. If this similarity of ours is realized, it will be an extraordinary thing. Especially the works of Afra Amna. I'm looking forward to his work, Fra."


Get out of the practice room.


Afra walked alone.


"Nature..."


His steps stopped, he looked. See who called him. Sparkling. Afra walked back and Gilang adjusted his steps with her.


"Lo's work is really cool."


"Eii, your work is also praised by Mr. Imron," Afra smiled.


Crossbeam beaming.


"Look, Afra."


Both stopped looking back. Lecturer Mr. Imron called.


"What's up, sir?" ask Afra.


"Father made a decision."


"I mean father?"


Afra and Gilang confusion.


"The two of you, you will send as a representative of the campus in the world Architecture activities held in Europe."


"WHAT?" shock both.


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