My name is Maira
end of semester two
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Sure enough, on Tuesday morning, you were waiting for me in front of the campus gate when I just finished my morning lecture.
I guess dimas didn't come because he didn't call me, it turns out he came right on our appointment.
"Long wait" I asked dimas.
"Fifteen minutes" dimas replied, handing the helmet to me.
I just smiled and apologized, for making dimas wait.
Dimas immediately asked me to get on his bike.
As soon as the motorbike was passed through the intersection of BNI Jogja, dimas took a left direction, and stopped his motorbike in the parking lot of the book market, next to Taman Pintar.
"We are here, learn, be smart" said dimas.
"Dimas wants to find a book", ask me on dimas.
"Not, but next to it", replied dimas, pointing at the entrance to the smart park.
I just smiled, dimas then helped me take off my helmet.
"Why come here", I asked.
"So I've never been here" she replied honestly.
Dimas invited me in, and asked me to wait in the pendopo.
I've been here the first time this place was opened, my cousin Vienna asked in between.
This Smart Park is a recreation for schoolchildren in Jogja, always crowded on Saturdays and Sundays.
On a school day like today, it is always quiet, especially in the morning.
Once we enter the smart garden area, we can see a small shower in the middle of the yard, on the right there is a mini market.
On the left there is a large courtyard, and next to it is lined with buildings and statues with a tempo doeloe theme.
There is a pendopo, a statue of straw and also a model house of bamboo peel.
Shortly after I sat down, dimas came with drinks and gulalis that I did not know where to buy.
"One sells gulali", I asked dimas.
"There was this near the entrance", said dimas.
Dimas then took me in, to see the inside of the smart garden building.
When we enter the building, immediately greeted with historical stories, pictures of the colonial period, and there is a projector for us to see video evidence, and documentation of life at the beginning of independence.
Dimas is seen to be very interested in the miniatures displayed along the aisle, which depict the events of independence, as well as any historical stories written in front of the miniature.
Dimas always has things to talk about, and talk about.
We keep going, to look deeper into the building.
At the end of the building, there was a physics exhibition, dimas enthusiastically invited me to come play.
Two hours passed without feeling, it was dimas not boring as I thought, quite comfortable also go with dimas.
Dimas offered me to eat in the malioboro area, but I refused.
Dimas then read out a list of places to eat that we can find, along the way from malioboro to babarsari.
After nothing interested me, I finally asked me to choose a place to eat.
I then chose a place to eat behind the dimas campus, so as not to be late for class.
Dimas assented, then dimas brought us back to eat in the seturan.
On the fork of the line was a delicious burger, which is still my favorite.
As soon as we finished eating, dimas drove me straight to college.
*
Agree to go with dimas, also accompanied by massive messages sent every day.
After the smart park, dimas always send me messages in the morning, call at night, not enough to that, me and dimas also often reply to tweets on twitter.
Kiki started asking about the intensity of my interactions in the tweet with dimas, which can be said almost all the time.
I explained to Kiki that we are nothing more than friends.
After a full week of being busy on campus, I feel entitled to laze at home on Saturdays.
Surprisingly kak alan is at home, usually on Saturday kak alan out of nowhere, but today he is at home.
"Nobody is dating", ask me to alan's sister who is watching tv, equipped with a large bowl of popcorn in her hand.
"Again very busy people, have no time for me" said brother alan began to vent.
"The name of the working person must be busy", I replied, asking brother alan to shift.
"Rani already has a girlfriend yet to ra", asked kak alan, when I was sitting next to kak alan.
"Not yet, why", I asked, by still eating popcorn belonging to kak alan, and watching tv.
I just hit him on the shoulder, then asked alan to be faithful.
The rest of Saturday, I spent taking care of myself, stretching and masculinity, as recommended by my mother.
Since all his children were at home on Saturday, the father took us to dinner and went to the mall.
I deliberately put a silent tone on my Blackberry, because my mother always protested that me and my brother alan prefer to play mobile phones, rather than talking with father and mother.
At about ten in the evening, we finally reached home, after I got a new t-shirt and alan's brother got a new watch from dad.
As soon as my room saw my Blackberry, there were ten regular messages, and five missed calls.
All five are calls from dimas, the message, three from dimas, the rest from ayu who asks tomorrow so do not look for books in gejayan.
I reply to ayu's message if so, and make an appointment at ten in the morning, I pick up ayu at her boarding house, then call dimas, but not answered.
*
Weeks changed, months passed, did not feel it had entered the end of the semester, the most time of assignments and time to study for exams.
I was so late with my studies and of course with my fine time.
Almost three weeks I was absent from the face deposit at the GSP.
Kiki did, but sometimes he was still present without me, sometimes he invited a waiter for him to introduce to friends in GSP.
My relationship with dimas was still on the gray line, our communication was smooth, it was just that whenever I didn't return the phone, he kept me quiet for a few days.
I want to be angry and not care about the attitude of the dimas, but there is always guilt, that is how my situation with the dimas.
In fact, come to think of it, it's exhausting enough, it's always necessary to persuade him whenever he's angry, but when dimas starts to soften and joke again, that's where I start to get stuck in the vortex he created for me.
I ended the semester happy.
Although the holidays are very long, but I already have a lot of activities that make this semester holiday not boring.
I'm going on a tour of Borobudur, with the metic gang once the exams are over, and the holidays start.
Go to semarang with dita, ayu and bowo.
Departing to Bali with my best friend, according to our plan, two months ago.
The rest of my vacation, I'll use it to go to Uti's house.
**
"The holiday has arrived, hooray", heard singing, after finishing his test.
"Hore hooray", sailed by bowo.
"Ra so to semarang right this time, a week", asked dita.
"So dong, but we go alone yes, brother alan can not anther because" I replied.
"Retail the bus only time yes", said ayu.
"Just get a bike" said bowo.
"Capek wo" said ayu.
After a debate about the pros and cons of riding a motorcycle or bus, we decided to take a bus.
It feels good, although tired but I am happy to have finished the first year on campus, and the spirit to get into the second year.
"Your list of ospek committee members is not" asked bowo as we walked towards the parking lot.
Me and Ayu simultaneously shook their heads, while in another story.
"I'm dong", answered dita.
"Capek loh dit, you at 5.30 am already have to be on campus, seven o'clock new night can go home" said ayu on dita.
"No problem, it's only been a week" she replied.
"Cause", manya.
"You see the cute new students" he said, giggling.
Me and Ayu just turned our eyes, because they already know the purpose and purpose of the dita.
As soon as I got home, I saw my brother washing the car.
"The craving" I asked alan, and he just looked at me, with no intention of answering my taunts, preferring to wash his car.
I parked my bike in the garage and went into the house.
"Kak alan diligently ma'am, nyuci car", I asked when I saw my mother in the kitchen.
"Yes going to Surabaya he said two weeks" said the mother.
I just rounded my mouth, hugged my mother from behind, and asked for my vacation money to be added.
Mom just laughed and pinched my cheek.
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