My Love is Wrong

unexpected meeting

I've already enrolled in a course at Institution G. Course time 3 times a week . And tonight I'm starting the course.

I'm taking a course on a motorcycle. I do not dare to use an angkot car because if the night is difficult to get angkotnya right back home later.

I parked my bike near the entrance of the course institute.

" Mbk night, I said to Susi's mom where I signed up yesterday.

"Night.hmmm sorry I forgot the name mbak, just registered yesterday if not wrong" said mbk Siti.

I'm nodding. "Yes mbk... I am Ara mbk." I replied.

"Ooh yaa yaa bener Ara. mbak Ara yaa... I saw the classroom first, huh,." Ms. Siti was busy opening the file and then found my course room.

"This is it. Mbak Ara nai to the 2nd floor, there will be a 4th class room... That's where the room is."

" Ooh well mbk Siti, makasi yaa,"

"What is grim now is Mr. Muhlas."

"Ooh yes mbk .." I was about to pass, going up to the 2nd floor. But my steps stopped because someone greeted me.

"Hey.. Hmm if it is not wrong we have met yaa." said a thin man with his curly hair.

"I'm sorry I forgot, but it looks like we've met before" I said.

"Talk to me, Muhlas..."

"I'm Ara.

" We have met at Regional Seminar x if not wrong and we both got the same scholarship at the university."

I'm trying to remember.

"Oh yes, Brother Muhlas... Sorry, Ara forgot sister" I said with a smile.

Brother Muhlas smiled.

" Ara courses here huh?" ask the Muhlas.

I nodded

"What is the English language?"

"Yes sis..."

"Ooh then, it looks like Ara is her big sister's student now" he said with a smile.

" Oh yeah?? thankfully... Don't be rude, brother," I said with a laugh.

Brother Muhlas laughed." Cook should be fierce, not Ara. Later if the instructor is fierce, his students run away all."

"Okay then, we go upstairs, 2nd floor said mbk Siti earlier." Brother Muhlas took me up together.

Then the lesson begins. There are about 10 students per class, so the process of teaching and learning becomes smooth.

Approximately 1.5 hours, the course ends.

"Ara, who are you going home with?" ask the Muhlas.

"I brought my own bike, brother. Ara road first yes, because Ara just this time home take a motorcycle alone at night. Excuse me, brother." I said.

Brother Muhlas nodded."Be careful on the road..." Brother Muhlas waved his hand at me.

***

Since I finished college, I filled my busy life with making cakes and ice mambo. I dropped it off at school, the morning I took the cake to school, and the afternoon I took the rest.

I have also submitted several job applications to companies around my area. But maybe because my area is not a big city, so there are not many companies in my area.

I also submitted job applications to several banks that opened job vacancies.

While I was baking, my housemaid's aunt suddenly said, "Ara, yesterday someone was looking for you, she said she's your high school friend."

"What's the name of bik?" my many.

"Auntie forgot to remember his name.. Who yes.. Hmmm if it's not wrong Pram or jaya, sorry aunt forgot."

I was immediately shocked. " Who's bik? Maybe what aunt meant was Pramuji Wijaya..The guy's tall, white and skinny, huh?"

"Yes, that's his name. It's true that people are tall and skinny. He's here just like a girl." My aunt said again.

"Ooh. yeah, bik."

Suddenly I was pounding, "Pramuji is looking for me? But how is a girl?" I wondered in my heart.

Yesterday afternoon I went to the cake shop, bought some cake ingredients.

"Why didn't you tell me to wait for me?"

"She waited for Ara for a while, just because aunt was busy, I think Ara's friend was not good, so immediately rush home."

"Ooh, oh, that's it.. Make a bik."

Aunt nodded.

"Yesterday also happened to be her mother Ara went to her friend's house, so the aunt was alone at home.

I nodded and smiled.

Then I continued making cakes.

I hope Pram will come again, hopefully.