Rascal In Love's
End Of Season (1 of 2)
A few weeks later.
Not a few, though. About a year later.
(It's if I jump in years, what does it mean? Yes, my finger is cramping.)
On a hot morning, at my beloved college.
Abbas took a deep breath and exhaled in annoyance.
“Why are people living on smoothly?” grunts.
From a distance, Meneer's figure walked towards him, with torn jeans at the knees, a cigarette at the edge of his lips and a black shirt puffed up until his neck and arms folded up to his elbows. The chain of the ship is not that big anyway, anyway there is a chain hanging in his jeans bag.
Maybe his wallet is often a pickaxe of all wear chained.
The figure of a guy 180 cm is quite handsome when viewed. But Abbas is a bit narcissistic anyway, “With me anjir,” hiss.
If you think the standards of handsome people are different anyway.
Meneer is more westernized by his ancestor Londo. While Abbas is more of an Arab-Chinese mix but an Indonesian version. How huh?
Both are handsome and quite attention-grabbing, probably because of their combo. The problem is that people are rarely attracted to Abbas because his appearance is rather childish. Tattoos and piercings, silver accessories, eye wear eyeliner. Between KPop but Kids Band too. Amburadul.
Abbas also often makes ilfeel. Like him he just pretentious fame, but he lives but if he is left crying. Labile really.
While Meneer is more neat and elegant, does not vary and he is very cool, if in front of a girl. If in front of his friends, you know for yourself how.
Meneer sat slightly bowing next to Abbas, staring blankly at the front, while Abbas sat on the bench leaning his hands against the back of the bench.
“Bro...” greet Meneer.
“Cuy..” reply Abbas.
“Udah show off what you are today?”
“This clay..” Abbas showed me his cell phone screen. “My savings of 150 thousand includes admin fee. Yesterday 80ribu. Great right?!”
“Where is that?”
“Judi Online.”
“Win 70thousand, lo stop.”
“Iya there is no bad feeling. Sins bro.”
Then they fell silent, observing the passerby in front of them. Seemed one or two girls glanced at them then passed by giggling. Then pass again and steal a look, then pass again drugs and run away.
Up ahead there the graduation is underway. Student alma mater Jenny. And usually if there is such an event, David Yudha and Susan Tanudisastro, aka Abbas's parents, are invited as guests of honor. But now Miss Susan is not present because she attended the Press Conference in Switzerland, so she was replaced by her assistant, namely... About Kevin, Meneer's father.
“Liat tuh bokap lu,” murmured Meneer.
“Why the hell does he love to spread such charms. By the way, by the way, get in the car, the way home, so simple! Don't have to stop and serve the girls photos together... ah eah!! I know his son is single!” ask Abbas.
“Lo ask me?” muttered Meneer, “Lagian has a crush on the criminal, rejected anyway. Jeng netizen is not ridho. Sukurin..”.
Abbas quiet. And from the opposite direction, Om Kevin came while waving to Mr. David.
“Keep bokap lo why come here?” Abbas tightened his thin tie upwards.
“Ya you know why..” grumbled Meneer.
“Why do they both have to attend graduation?”
“Darning to make me a guest of honor. He was the first alma mater student of this campus, as well as holding the honorary title of Egregia cum laude because of his mindblowing script, uniting the concept of Amoeba and IT, and, because he is often diomelin bosen nyokap spelled out rarely at home even though the work demands 24/7. So it was the basis of the mager brain, he created an AI that could reflect on the projector himself in the office, while his original body at home helped him wash the dishes! Similar amoeba, can split!” meneer's words sounded grumbling.
“Iyaaa I know that too. Originally bokap lo rarely to the office.”
“If she can Egregia cum laude, I'm required to have Maxima Cum Laude!!” exclaim Meneer upset.
“No one demands lo.”
“Gue sue myself! If I can, why can't I?”
“Obsession lo it long time make lo crazy. I'm a 2.5 GPA already feel during the world-end. It's up to you dah.” Hiss Abbas.
“Lo's studying economics, memorizing all the points. How can a GPA be 2.5? Lo sleep in class?”
“So?!”
“My Financial Management Lecturer Mr. Baron.” Abbas aka Drafting Killer.
“Reason aje lu! I'm the same Mr. Ivander can quis dapet A, why are you just that much?”
“Takabur lo.” Mumbled Abbas. “Usually the GPA of 2.5 even became CEO. The GPA kumlot-kumlot only became a lecturer, or researcher, or expert staff. Still the CEO.” Abbas grinned.
“Sampe lo one day so my boss-“
“The name is destiny Meneer. Unspirited. Just accept the fate of loooo,”cut Abbas.
Then Kevin came to them and sat in the middle of getting rid of his two children. “Don't putty-sticking his seat, sensitive.” his hisses.
“Amit-amit, I also have taste times Pah!” his Meneer.
“How are you?”
“At least he looks like Junot but his body is like Jenny.” Kekeh Meneer's.
“Si Anggun is already the most obvious. But do not whose body is that high. Mungil's tone is bit again.” Hiss Abbas.
“Yang kayak Anggun but tiny little bit. The woman is.” His Om Kevin. “Slight naive but cunning.”
“Hate the same Aunt Wana anyway Om?” Ask Abbas.
“If in deket Wana, I get to Tololhaseyo syndrome, aka bad luck only. Feel hypnotized.”
“Amblaved more precisely.” Meneer Gumam.
“Kalo near my mother how?” ask Abbas
“Auto says.” His Om Kevin.
“But a very close feeling with my father.”
“This is me again caper so I can move up the ranks and away from Miss Susan. So willing to come here to be the guest of honor at his graduation Jenny to sit next to.” Said Om Kevin.
“Truthful deh Pah.”
Then they all fell silent as David Yudha approached them. “Why do threesome look tangled all?” ask Mr. David. As usual her face was glowing and her smile was sumringah.
“More than thinking about concrete pipes in Doraemon field is actually for what.” Said Om Kevin.
“Make a hide from Giant right?” guess Mr. David.
“We say that Giant is Miss Susan and Mr. David is the pipe. Plis hide my whereabouts from Miss Susallah Pak.” Said Om Kevin.
“Plot twist lest the pipe was a portal to the cultivation dimension. Kevin, you're more useful at Amethys Tech. Be patient, I'm the one whose husband takes care of me.”
“He met me more often than father.” hiss Om Kevin. “Have been hit by a jewel in front of the seminar participants, sir?”
“Yes you're nyetel video wakwakgung.”
“It was by accident, reference material semalem.”
“Don't childish Kevin. You're needed at Amethys Tech, your idea is already the most advanced. If you keep going how about... Susan the one I mutated?”
“Bener Sir?! Ah seriously !!” Kevin was instantly excited.
“Yes he has time to resign anyway, let's take care of Abbas alone. The wife's job is to educate and take care of the children. Don't you think how would Abbas be if there was Susan's interference? That is why a wife can be better educated. While we make a living to be able to pay for ART and our wives are not burdened with homework, take care of the children only.”
“I'm ground up!!” abbas exclaimed in disbelief as he stood up and shook Mr. David's arm.. “Dad why I think I love Om Kevin more than I am your own son!!”
“Kevin can escape, but you're not. You can hold 9 months in your mother's stomach does not protest..” Mr. David smirked at Abbas
“And I chained using placenta ayaaah, want to come out faster can'taa!” abbas Rajuk
“Not in vain I came here hot-hot jammed! Finally free from scolding early in the morning!” exclamation Om Kevin.
“At least, in the office is safe yes Pah, if you go home mah still satirized Mamah.” Meneer
“Mamah you stay papah slam to the mattress, already calm him. Miss Susan where it can be slammed. Can be butchered..” said Om Kevin use moonwalk because again happy.
“He's the only employee I can be brash about. Luckily it's a genius, I still observe..”.
