Our Love (REVISED)

New Lecturer

While patting the palm with the intention of cleaning up the dust and small pebbles that were slightly attached, Dira glanced to the side, where the man who had already hit her was. He said so softly and it felt quite calm.

Who her? It seems familiar. The eyes .... This feeling is also calm. I should have been angry because he was broken. But ....

“Halo, why silence? Let me take you to the doctor, afraid you have blisters or internal injuries,” bargained the man who again makes Dira's heart vibrate.

Dira didn't quite see the man's face. The girl's heart was so unreasonable just hearing her voice.

“Sa-I don't pa-pa. Sorry, I was in a hurry because this morning there was class,” said Dira who still felt reluctant to look into the eyes of the man who had made her fall.

Dira hurriedly tidied up all the books that were scattered on the ground, then quickly left without even turning his head in the slightest.

“Hey, wait,” call the guy but Dira still doesn't bother him. He could only shake his head with a smile. Both hands were put in her pants pocket. “It turns out nothing ever changed. The head is always bowed when dealing with other men.”

The man returned to the car and continued his journey to the faculty of economics and business. There, he parked his car in front of the lecturer's room.

In five minutes, Dira's class is about to begin, but the girl hasn't revealed her nose yet. Aira and Jonatan, Dira's two best friends who always accompany her under any circumstances, are so anxiously waiting for the girl.

Many times Aira and Jo (familiar greetings of Jonatan) look into their respective watches. They even turned to the left and right, hoping to find a friend soon.

“Dira really-gener, yes. When he forgot that this morning there was a class, Mr Usman? If it's late, he won't be able to get in. Where's quiz again, today. Geez,” the nagging Aira who indeed felt anxious to Dira.

“Maybe he's bad luck, keep it now again stuck. Why don't you pick it up anyway, earlier, Ra?” This time Jo just nagged on Aira who even though he did not know about Dira's delay.

Other students began to scatter into the classroom, when the lecturer was thin and not too tall it began to look at the trunk of his nose. In appearance, maybe Mr. Usman looks ordinary, not as scary as other lecturers with high-muscular posture. However, his decisiveness and discipline made the students become reluctant and afraid of him. Not infrequently he gave the value of D or E to his students who are not considered to apply discipline in the courses he can.

“Guys, not yet logged in, right?” asked Dira who had just arrived while panting.

“Jeez, Dira, can't you, don't always worry people?” nagel Aira's.

“Udah, already, do not nag first. We're going in now, the bald guy's already decked out. We can be locked if he first entered the class,” Jo's divorce while pulling Dira into the class, and let Aira follow.

“Aitsports. The dira doang. I don't!” gerutu Aira saw Jonatan's treatment.

Mr. Usman's course went well. All the students breathed a sigh of relief as the fiercely-stamped lecturer walked out of the classroom.

Aira, who was hungry, took Dira and Jo to the cafeteria. However, it did not immediately get a response from Dira who actually seemed silent and did not blink in the slightest.

Jo and Aira face to face, code by squinting their eyes and moving their heads, as if asking each other what happened to their best friend.

“Dira, you again think what?” aira asked as she patted Dira's shoulder, startling the owner of the body.

“Ah, why?” tanya Dira plain and it really makes Aira a drag.

“Lo why the hell? Dateng was late, now bengong mulu. What tatters?” ask Aira again.

“Lengan lo blisters, lo why? Abis falling what why?” Jo pointed to Dira's arm, who was wearing a light blue body fit shirt. There was also a hint of mud stains on the girl's shirt.

Dira did not immediately answer Jonatan's question. He was still looking at the condition of his arm that Jonatan had pointed at. Instantly his mind was thrown into the incident this morning, as well as increasingly make Dira think of the figure of the man who had made him have to get questions from Jo.

“Oh, this ... it was accidentally simmering ...”

“Kok can? Who dares to graze you? This college kid too? What majors? I am samperin now ..” Jonatan is too emotional, really he does not want anything to happen to Dira.

Dira immediately got up, and detained Jonatan who was about to leave the classroom. “Not, not a student here. You see, he looks neat, wears a shirt and cloth pants. At first glance I see the heck, the same age Kak Eka.”

“Don't be the new lecturer who is talked about by many children,” chirped Aira.

“New lecturer?” ask Dira and Jonatan at the same time.

Aira moved and sat between her two best friends. Not to forget, he also put the bag he brought onto the table. He nodded before answering Dira and Jonatan's questions.

“Yeppy, so, Miss Salma is on maternity leave. Well, the horrors who replace him are new lecturers, guys, cute, yes the same age as Kak Eka rumors,” explained Aira.

Don't-don't really say mama, said Jo in his heart.

“She also, still single,” continued Aira.

“Huuu, inget, Ra! We're in college here, looking for science. The mulu guy you thought of!”

“Sewot is a person! Inget yes, Jo! We are already in college, no longer school students who are prohibited from marrying ...”

“Married first, Ra, married. Napa so mate try,” chirps Dira while tidying up the book and bag, then rise up intend to go to the canteen.

“Yes, that's what I mean. Marriages. Eh, by the way, later the eyes of the lecture Bu Salma, meaning that soon we will meet the new lecturer dong,” said Aira happily.

“Cowok keeps the one you thinkin, Ra! Jomlo acute, anyway!” ledek Jonatan who then followed Dira, because first left.

“Eh, bushel! I went to the cafeteria and no one responded. Now I again ngehalu handsome lecturer, you guys even left me. Shit emang ye!” omel Aira chased her two best friends to the cafeteria. “Wey, wait for napa anyway! Jesus, hurry up!”

“Gue laper, Ra, it has not been perfect breakfast,” said Dira while looking back, because Aira walked very slowly like a snail.

“Dir, beware!” yelled Jonatan who wanted to pull the body of the friend, because it would hit someone. However, unfortunately too late, Dira had already hit the body of a man until the pile of paper he was holding, scattering to the floor.

“Sorry, sorry. I was not on purpose.” Dira immediately helps to tidy up the scattered papers, as a sense of responsibility for hitting the person.

“Lain times, more careful again.” The sound succeeded in making Dira stop his activities.