Milky

Part. 117

A few days passed, Lucky was well received in the house. It's just, Nasya is still snubbing against him. The memory of Bima's necklace being stolen to deceive Aulia, made Nasya unable to take it for granted.

However, patiently the young man never fought back. He was silent and did not reply to what Nasya had done to him. Whatever. In fact, Nasya himself also has that. The prestige within him is still great.

The days passed by Bima are now full of color, the task is increased to pick up Khaira and and Nasya in the morning. The more days, Nasya and Khaira who often together were getting closer and closer. The girl did not even hesitate to tell anything to her future sister-in-law.

Those few days too, Yola was invisible to the trunk of her nose. His two friends no longer bothered the other students.

"I heard that since the incident at the cafe a few days ago, Yola's father was reportedly fired from the Pratama company. All his assets were seized for being caught embezzling the company's money." Rumors about the girl began to spread to the ears of all the students.

Bima who had heard, indifferent and continued to step towards her own class. While Nasya, he was caught off guard by hearing almost everyone talk about the prima donna of the campus.

"Nasya, have you heard of Yola? Is that true?" scowl Nasya's friend who was with her that day.

Nasya put the bag on the table, sat quietly and stared lazily at the three friends standing in front of him. He is like a defendant facing trial.

"Maybe because I have not heard the news from the company, but you need to remember, my brother never messed with his words," said Nasya affirming how Bima in behaving.

Suddenly they all pulled the chair simultaneously to cause a rumbling sound before silence.

"So, right .. are you the descendants of Pratama Group? Why after a long time friends we just found out. Are you guys deliberately hiding your identities?" he turned one of his friends over with a suspicious look.

Nasya threw a look before sighing deeply.

"What it really is. I just want to study quietly, I want to be friends with anyone without having to look at who my parents are. You ... do not spread information about me and brother Bima. I could have my bones squeezed together," pinta Nasya while showing Bima gripping something.

The three friends of Nasya mangosteen understood. The discussion continued until a young lecturer entered the classroom and silenced the mouths of all the students inside.

"Is he the new lecturer? Why did I just see him?" nasha whispered to the friend sitting next to her.

The student patted his own forehead. Astonished by Nasya's attitude that almost every Sunday met the lecturer in class and did not realize it?

"Good, Nasy! In one week twice we will meet and study with the lecturer. Then, now you say you just saw it? So, what have you been looking at all this time, Nasya?!" his stranglehold was restrained as it was impossible for him to raise his voice by several octaves despite growling.

The smile of the hijab-wearing girl broadened as if innocent. His head shook innocently, he vowed never to pay attention to every teacher who entered his class.

He who was careless turned the lazy eyeball while throwing the face of Nasya. Refocus on the young, handsome and charismatic figure in front of the class.

Throughout the lesson Nasya relentlessly praised the dexterity of the lecturer in teaching. Not only is he young, he is also very good at mastering the class.

"Sister, I go to the toilet first! Can't stand it," said Nasya moved uneasily holding back the urge that was pushing out.

"Don't wait here for a long time, cave wait," Bima recalled as she sat on a waiting bench in the hallway. He took out a device to check the incoming message from the lover, nothing. Of course, he's working.

"Male!" A voice called out his name softly and shook. Bima who was cool to play the device, looked up to welcome his call. He smiled, ignoring his presence.

The woman stood up with a trembling body, puffy eyes and watery, pale lips that kept twitching.

"Do you need anything to come to me like this?" the circus of Bima who struck down his pride.

The woman who was none other than that Yola, gulped her stale saliva with great difficulty. Her tears trickled down, crumbling against the floor as it landed on it. His body fell to a thud, Bima was still unconcerned even though the woman had knelt beside him sitting down.

"Male! Please forgive me. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry for harassing your family. I'm sorry, Bima, "please cry as you please.

He ducked in, the water continued to fall down the white ceramic floor of the campus hallway. Bima indifferent, it feels like he became deaf or pretended not to hear.

"Male! Please, drop the charges for my father. My mother got sick when she heard about my father being arrested by the police for corruption. I don't have the money to take him to the hospital, Bima. Pity us, Bima. Help me!" please again.

Hearing that, the trough of Bima's heart is not heartless. However, how else, Yola and her father must be taught a lesson so as not to act arbitrarily wherever they are.

Bima was concerned to hear Yola continue to plead, he turned his head and glanced sharply when their eyes met.

"It all happened not because of the cave, but because of your own arrogance. Your arrogant and arbitrary attitude toward others, makes you have to reap what you have planted anyway-"

"Gua has no authority to release your father from punishment let alone ban him from the cell. So, enjoy it, be grateful, you can still live," said Bima who increasingly pierced the chest cavity.

Hoping Bima will be able to help him, it turns out that the grudge in the young man's heart, is still burning and difficult to extinguish. Imagining Nasya being strangled and almost out of breath yesterday, Bima growled in annoyance in heart.

"Now you go before you cave give. Just enjoy what happened to you, take the wisdom to improve yourself in the future. Go!" Bima shook her hands to drive Yola who was still crying into something.

The woman raised her face, looking at Bima who never smiled at her. He realized, everything that happened was due to his own arrogance.

Yola moved, her hands unceasingly rubbing the watering eyes. Turn around and leave just like that from before Bima. He ran and kept running out of the campus with his head down. Bima is not really the heart, but people like Yola have to get punished in order to be deterred.

He was still sitting in the hallway not far from the toilet, until ....