Not Ordinary Slant

Dua

Agya means fast and Gya disappointed because in the end he could not maintain the meaning of his name. The target is to finish college within 3.5 years, but this is up to four years. How humiliating.

"Loe's seen Maba yet, Gi? Crazy, yeah, the kid's clear now." The image sitting next to Gya chattered while waiting for their order to be delivered.

He did not know that his friend was not in an eye-washing mood.

"Mom Erni has a problem with her husband, huh? Or his son? Or the same cem-cemannya? My mistake from yesterday." Gya can't take it anymore. He dropped his face on the table. I just feel like I'm gonna check it out.

The image that saw the suffering of his friend could only rub his shoulders. Lucky because the supervisor is not a Gya guidance lecturer. Today the script is even ACC and just register for the trial.

"ACC from Miss Diah is in hand. Stay from Miss Erni again. It's hard, God." Gya banged his head slowly to the table. However, someone threw down his palm, until Gya's head no longer hit the table directly.

"Gue hates my life."

Gya felt the swipe on his shoulder turn into a shock, yet Gya did not care.

"But I like you."

Huh huh?

Gya straightened his body quickly and turned his head towards the source of the sound. No, it's not the voice of the image.

"Rafish?" Gya's eyes widened. Why is the neighbor here? His campus.

Rafish just grinned wide, then tidied the hair that stuck out in Gya's forehead casually.

"lectures. What else is it?" answer Rafish kalem.

Gya had still not managed to recover his shock. Many universities in Jakarta, why did he enter Gunadarma? Majoring in Gunadarma a lot why did he choose financial management?

Uh! Not necessarily. Not that Rafish strays in the management cafeteria, keeps her automatic son's management as well, right?

"Which major?"

"Financial Management." Rafish grinned again.

Yeah, God! Suddenly I felt his suffering more perfect.

Gya decided to go home after being rejected by Ms. Erni. Fortunately, Maba is still charged with activities, otherwise Rafish must have been sticking to it continuously.

A foreign silver sedan parked in front of his house, making Gya lift next to his eyebrows.

"Assalamualaik." Gya stepped inside and apparently there was a guest inside.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Well, this is his son coming home." Bastian welcomed the arrival of the princess and the person sitting in front of him turned his head.

An adult male with a neat suit and a thin sideburn can make the mood levels of Gya slumped up, up to the level of sumringah.

"Here sit down, Gya," Bastian asked. Like a submissive son, Gya approached the father and kissed his hand first, then sat down next to him.

"Known. This is Nak Rafka. General Manager of Aston Kartika Hotel."

Gya smothered his own mouth. Are these signs that his future plans are already approved by God? Although not the CEO, but GM is also not a bad position.

Rafka who caught Gya's expression immediately chuckled amusedly. "Hi, Gya. It's nice to meet you."

Holy hooch! You, saying?

Gya immediately regained his senses, then greeted back. "ah! Yes, greetings, sir."

Bastian nudged Gya's arm, until the princess turned her head. "That's what you call sir, anyway?"

"Keep what?"

"Mas aja's. Mas Rafka's."

Uwu. Green light.

***

The chatter of pleasantries, to a serious level between Bastian and Rafka finally ended also when dusk almost greeted. Rafka said goodbye and Gya asked Bastian to take him to the front. Meanwhile, the papa disappeared somewhere.

"Duh, Mas so interrupt your break, yeah. Must be tired of going home from college."

"Ah, no, really, Mas," Gya replied shyly.

Rafka smiled sweetly, then continued saying goodbye. He waved his hand and slid off from the Gya residence.

Gya still looked at the departure of the General Manager of the 4-star hotel in Jakarta with a full gaze of desire. It doesn't matter if the stages of his future plans are not sequential. Getting married just graduation wasn't bad either.

"Ohuk!"

"Take mosquito repellent let's not cough" said Gya, when he saw Rafish again appeared in his house.

"Who?" Rafish raises his chin towards the now-disappeared Rafka car.

"Kurangin-kurangin kepo, let's not single." Gya had already turned his body about to go back into the house, but a familiar circular arm was on his shoulder.

"It's going to be a fight to not be single."

Gya.

"Fight on you" Rafish continued, winking one eye.

Ouch! Basic leaning.