SHACKLED IN LOVE IN A NEIGHBORING COUNTRY

Never give up

Shackled in Love in Negeri 69

Shifa

Life in Jakarta is not as beautiful as it is in soap operas. You can play here and there. In a big city it's not safe for a plain girl like me. There are many crimes everywhere. They were now as if protected by a law that blunted upward sharply downward.

If anything happens to women, children and the people of the lower middle where the victim is blamed and becomes a suspect. Sometimes I want to move to a citizen but in which country? So I can get a fair law? Ah, forget that I have to do my job in my own way.

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Hauras

"My name's Haura. What's your name?" said a girl seems to have just graduated High School. The girl extended her hand to me. I was stunned to see her beauty.

He said hello, "My name is Shifa. Are you the new student here?"

"Yes, you too?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Come, we'll go in together. Looks like you're one major and one local with me."

"Oh, huh? Where do we know?"

"I've seen you before."

Haura became my only friend on campus. Haura is the child of the people but she is not arrogant and easy to get along with anyone. He is also royal and considerate of his friends. I often bring food for me.

Every day he told me about his man who is now still in the Negeri Negeri he was tile, kind, hardworking and in the near future will go home because he wants to continue his education that was delayed. I just smile like this girl loves her guy.

"Where do you know him?"

"We've been dating for a few months. Her mother was a close friend of my mother came to the house to find a future wife for her child. At first I refused. But, after seeing the photo turned out to be very handsome like a K-pop idol, I immediately accepted it," said Haura with a face that flowered. It became the center of attention of other students."

"Look around you watching you."

"Let's just say it."

"Do you communicate often?"

"So rarely does he say he's busy." Hearing the physical features that Haura spoke of so remember Khaizan. Is he the one? Ah, no way, Khaizan is married. I wanted to see his picture but was disinclined.

College while working is very tiring up to 4 years time I KKN in a very remote village.

Many of them cannot take care of themselves. Dirty houses, dishes everywhere and eating potluck. I choose to cook what I can until they break into me. Some judge my cooking is delicious and some are disgusted. I am bodo very.

"If you don't want to cook, I don't eat. It's free to reproach again."

"You're arrogant anyway. The fa." I know I can cook they tell me to be their cook on condition that they clean the house and the rest. They should buy food according to their taste. Fortunately I can cook.

It is time to write the thesis. I chose the easiest title.

Because I like to read books and write stories it is not difficult for me to finish where composing the thesis becomes the scourge of the scariest for some students.

Until the time I handed the thesis to the lecturer. Damn the teacher played me. Every time I go to the office, the lecturer doesn't exist. Until tomorrow he doesn't read my thesis and throws it in my face.

"Mistake it all, repeat it again."

"Where?"

"Refused."

"Try giving it to another lecturer." I received Haura's suggestion of trying to check into another lecturer that there was nothing wrong with our thesis. We are looking for the lecturer again turned out to be no more.

Until the second week the arrogant lecturer did not want to accept my thesis. I have to graduate this year too pity repeating for another semester the semester money remains in the expensive paid my finances have been thinning the work is no longer there.

"Yura! We take the arrogant lecturer to his house."

"Crazy for you, I don't want to."

"If you don't want how do we graduate? Want to repeat one more semester?"

"If our thesis is rejected by one lecturer means it has been rejected. Are you sure your thesis is true?"

"Say the other lecturer our thesis is correct the same time the lecturer guidance he said wrong?"

"Let's ask the lecturer to help you judge your thesis is correct."

"Well, that's dong." Every morning, afternoon, evening and night we did not meet the lecturer either where they went. Is a good teacher playing a student? Do they not think the parents of students who pay their children's high school fees will graduate in play?

Unfortunately Haura gave up and chose to repeat one more semester after one month of struggle is not a result.

I desperately struggled to peek at what time the lecturer came at the reject again and followed the lecturer to his house that was not close. I've arrived in Bandung and applied for a job as a free house assistant anyway.

I did what his wife wanted. Washing clothes except for underwear whether there are any bacteria on ********** I don't want my pride to be pawned again even if I don't do it for the sake of the thesis.

Washing dishes, sweeping, mopping and baby sitter for her child. The lecturer was silent to see me. But, every lecturer was home a golden opportunity to repair the thesis and hand it over at the reject again.

There is a story of this lecturer going abroad. Oh, my god! It can't happen I did everything I could to get the lecturer's grades and signatures.

I asked my mother to send her vegetables and take her child to play. Good thing his son wants to be the same me because people who are rarely at home are busy with their respective jobs.

Until early in the morning I revised my thesis wrong again. I want to talk to my wife and son about my experiences before I became a student making up stories that don't make sense.

"Mom!" my word came to mbak mira his wife lecturer was watching in the living room. "I'm a hard man. My sister ten is still small. My father was just a daily farmhand whose wages were erratic. My sisters never snack in school they often drool to see his friend snack. I also work part-time to pay for tuition, fees, living expenses and send them to my hometown for daily needs. I came here to graduate quickly and help my sisters."

His wife who had once kept me quiet shed her tears and asked her husband to accept my thesis. I don't know if he knew I was making up a story or not. By being forced to give the lecturer values and signatures. No. I see the value of immediately bowing in gratitude and saying a big thank you.

**

This month I also heard the thesis that no friends came. Only friends do the trial. I've been like the defendant and done interviews too. Nervous of sure to pray to be launched all thank God graduated and this month I also graduated.

While Haura cried seeing my success she asked for help in order to pass the trial.

"Congratulations, shifa. You finally graduated too. If you know this year we're graduating I'll go wherever you go. Where's my boyfriend today's graduation too."

"That's you I see not incapable. But, lazily take care of it, get tired quickly and give up. The lecturer was at see his student's efforts as well to graduate his students."

"Please ...!" Please Haura clench her hand, "Help me until graduation."

"After this I want to go home. I don't know when I'll be here again."

"You said your family doesn't like you just for your money. Settling here just let me help you get a job at the company that was pioneered by my guy. On condition that you don't get close to him he's also my future husband we'll be married in a few months."

"What is it that you are right? If the lure is there, I will definitely help you. But I have to work first. Just be calm I won't approach your future husband."

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