One Hundred Eighty Degrees

Campus Idol

The Word never thought that Arin would be so harsh on him. Even Arin was without a feeling of guilt slapping right on his face. A whole new life this time He felt being treated as such. . In reality, when the incident took place.  Almost no students or friends he knew passed by.  Otherwise, he would feel even more embarrassed.

Tonight he ponders his mistakes a lot. He wondered what he had done wrong until Arin hated him so much. Arin little friend who is very dear to him why can behave miserably. Little Arin is his best friend who is so loving and funny why he changed one hundred and eighty degrees from his former nature.

However, it does not make the Word hate or revenge against Arin.  Feelings of affection that from childhood are already embedded in him is not easy he just eliminate. In His Heart He promises that He will make Arin love him again as he once did.

Tonight the Word cannot close its eyes.  He remembered all his childhood memories with Arin. Suddenly Deep down he missed the little Arin who used to always be by his side.

He began to think hard, what should he do so that Arin would accept him back as his childhood friend. While busy with his various thoughts regarding Arin, suddenly his phone rang.  He grabbed the phone on the nightstand by his bed. A name is on there.  It turns out it was a phone call from Irawan, Papa Arin.

“Halo! Yes om?” answer the Word without further ado.

“Firman, tomorrow to Jakarta. Maybe I'll stop by your place. I'd like to see Arin. There are some business matters that you have to do. Tomorrow afternoon can we meet?” ask me Irawan on the Word.

“Sore about what time is om?” instead of directly answering the question of Irawan, the Word even asked back.

“About half hour five or reception hour might”

“Kalo clock so like orientation event Udah finished om. So the possibility can om, want to meet where?”

“Tomorrow to tell me again! I hope you are not busy.”

“ No om, tomorrow after my orientation free.”

“Oke, yes it is already what you want to tell me. Om close first huh?”

“Iya om, good night! “

“Goodnight too.”

After hanging up the phone Firman again remembered with Arin. The more he tried to close his eyes, the more flashed memories were summarized in various memory frames with Arin. He tried to turn on his phone and find Arin's number there. How many months has he got that number from Irawan.  But never had the courage to call her once.  He was worried that it would make Arin even more upset and angry with him. Not out of fear of his scolding and his rude behavior.  Even in the eyes of Firman, Arin's nagging looks funny.  It's just that he was worried that he had no chance to make up again if there was even a deeper hatred.

Day three of orientation.  At Arin's request, Firman no longer searched for all Arin's activities as he had two days earlier. He busies himself by disciplining other participants who are his responsibility.

“Arin!” shouted Nabila from the room, while walking to Arin who had come out first from the room. “You go to the canteen?  With yuk! Where's Vivi?” Nabila looked at the situation around with the aim of finding Vivi.

“So she rushed to the toilet. Just chat me, tell wait in the cafeteria and pesenin food first.” Arin replied while thrusting her phone containing her conversation with Vivi in whatsapp column.

“Oh that, yes already hunted yuk! Entar did not get to the seat” invited Nabila excitedly.  “I report very much.. “ whining while in style holding his stomach that began to rumble.

The canteen has always been the main goal of students to fill their empty stomach during the break.  In addition to its place in the campus, the menu is no less delicious than the street-side stalls in the suburbs of Jakarta. So that students do not need to go all the way out of campus for breakfast, noon or night. It's like twenty-four hours open. Because not infrequently the lecturers who fill the evening lecture hours.

“Rin, you know what? The hottest and latest news from OSCAR participants?” asked Nabila while shifting her seat to get closer to Arin. He did so that their chat could be more comfortable without interference from other visitors in the crowded canteen.

“Emang any news what?” ask Arin curiously.

“Many of us really ngefans same head of our space loh!” reply Nabila enthusiastically. “Oh!  I'm proud to have a guardian in the room, Brother Firman. Especially you, huh?  Who have known him before! Moreover, there is still a brother relationship. Be prepared a lot of people who want to ask for your help.”

“What help?” tanya Arin was half surprised by the words of Nabila who nyerocos without pause.

“Ya help for PDKT is the same Brother Firman! Cook with you!”

“Idih, don't want me to be a matchmaker! I don't think I'll do anything else!.” Arin protested half-grunts furiously. “What's so great he tried? Are there many more beautiful?”

“Not a problem look doang Arin..  The problem is that it's a complete package. Most patient in the face of OSCAR participants. Most sinter said his old friends. Cuckoo and not much intimidating like the others.” Nabila explained one by one the advantages of the Word to Arin.

“The cuckiest thing I think I agree. But if you are most patient, I don't think so!” arin protested to Nabila who was busy braining his phone screen.

“Hai!  I didn't forget the order, did I?” Sapa Vivi who suddenly came from behind them. He pulled out a chair and sat on it.

“Iya, already licensed.  Meatball pens don't use gubis and noodles.  Kita kite aja and use lontong.” Nabila explained to Vivi.

“Oke sep!  Oh yeah, what are you talking about again?  How come I'm not in the news?  More gossip huh?” Vivi was curious about what they were chatting about earlier.

“Brother updates!” Nabila deliberately provoked curiosity Vivi. Sure enough, Vivi immediately buttoned up and close her sitting position towards Nabila.

“Hmm...  Repeat again dong!” the door was half whining.

“Apaan si Vi!  Ordinary news, do not make a scene.” Arin said a little irritatedly. If the topic is related to the Word he is indeed the most lazy person and ogah responds.

“That's a lot, Senior Firman.  The Indonesian version of Mark Print! So college idol tauk. All OSCAR participants who ciwi-ciwi made klepek ama dia.” Nabila explained in a slightly lowered voice from before.  Worrying about the rumors was heard into the ears of other visitors.

“WHATT??” Vivi was wide-eyed while covering her mouth with her palm. “It turns out not only me who is smitten with his charm?” vivi said in a voice that was no less quiet than Nabila's voice.

“HAH?” this time Arin and Nabila were made shocked by Vivi. They both did not expect that Vivi was one of the students who idolized also at Senior Word.

“Ouch!  Will many rivals dong!” vivi said with a slight grimace.

“Happy competing!  I do not want to follow.” said Arin while accepting their order brought by one of the servants. “Udah yes, I eat first!  If you still want to gossip, mending later!  Let me eat peacefully first.” Pinta Arin on Vivi and Nabila.

After breakfast they headed to the field for the morning apple with other participants who also participated in the orientation.