
Azzalia entered the auditorium of the Faculty of Prophetic Sciences and Communication. He also sat in the back seat, because the front seat was full by participants who had not received punishment. Azzalia sat in the back seat of number two.
When he just sat down, not long after, the host delivered the next event.
"The next event, was a speech from the chairperson of the Study Orientation and Campus Introduction by brother Ahmad Taufiqurrahman. To Ahmad Taufiqurrahman's brother, time and place, we welcome" said the host.
Instantly Azzalia turned to the person standing on the podium. A sweet man who had been kind enough to help her.
"Oh, his name is Ahmad Taufiqurrahman?" inner Azzalia.
Azzali also listened to all that was conveyed by the chairman of the committee that was so friendly, cheap to smile and it seems he was also a wise person. So did Azzalia's assessment of the men on the podium. Until after the reception was over, his senior brother stepped off the podium, then sat back in the front row, along with important people on campus who were invited to the ospek event.
At the time of the speech from the campus, Azzalia who was basically still sleepy, because last night was still lacking sleep, finally did not feel in falling asleep in a sitting position.
"Basic ni gals. Have you left late, not equipped, and now you can still sleep? Emanang ni ni nyebelin." inner Seem when he saw Azzalia sleeping quietly on the campus chair. As can be, because he is a reliable photographer, he took pictures of Azzalia who fell asleep with complete calm.
'Snap'
Seem saw the results of his shots on the camera screen, Seem smiled satisfied to see it.
"Funny too ni chick." Inner Seem.
Then Seem passed from the line where Azzalia was sitting. Because Azzalia is sitting at the back and there are no friends on the left right. Seem saw there was an empty bench next to Azzalia, finally decided to sit there for a while, landing his butt which since this morning had not found the right stopover.
Beside Azzalia, Seem sat quietly, like an ospek participant who also paid attention to the lecturer who was talking.
As Seem observed the girl's face, Seem remembered something. But he was not sure, was it really this girl who used to be in her past? Was this really the girl who helped him that night? And the face of this girl is indeed very similar to the face of the angel who was present in her dream. But he was still unsure, because this girl was a annoying girl and was too banged up.
Seem sat down to play his analog camera, trying to look at photos that were not worth saving or printing. While he was busy observing the camera screen, Azzalia was awake from her sleep, and she accidentally turned to the person beside her who was smiling to herself. Azzalia was curious about what her cold senior brother saw, Azzali also glanced at the camera screen, and a picture that made her surprised, namely the photo of him while sleeping was clearly visible there.
"Eh, you motto I'm sleeping huh?" azzalia asked Seem with an annoyed face.
"Eh, you're awake?" ask Seem who has set his camera to off.
"According lo? Where's your camera, I deleted my photo here!" pinta Azzalia to Seem.
"Enak aja lo. It's my camera. No one can hold this camera." reject Seem who then stood up and stepped away from Azzalia with a feeling of annoyance.
"Ish, you cold senior brother! Really nyebelin he, why am I photographed him fit again sleep try? Ih, look out lo, I will make ama elo calculations, if until the photo is not deleted." grumbled Azzalia.
Until the lunch break arrived, Azzalia who did not pray decided not to stay silent in class. Because Azzalia was once traumatized, while still in school was once accused of stealing the belongings of his friend, because he himself was in the classroom.
Azzalia stood on the balcony of the third-floor faculty building, facing the direction of another building.
"Hi." greet a girl in a headscarf wide enough, with a sincere sweet smile.
"Eeh, hi." replied Azzalia kindly.
"Assalamualaikum ukhti." greet the girl again.
"Wa'alaikumussalam." replied Azzalia.
"Ehm, can you contact me? I am Nadia" said Nadia extending a hand.
"Azzalia." replied Azzalia while welcoming Nadia's hand.
"Ehm, Azzalia, don't you pray?" ask Nadia.
"That's it, I'm another PMS"
"Oh .. same dong."
"Yes?"
"Yes, oh yeah. You're in the da'wah faculty, what are you majoring in?" tanya Nadia is friendly.
"Broadcasting." replied Azzalia.
"Oh. cool." replied Nadia.
"If you?" ask Azzalia.
"I'm a dakwah management major." replied Nadia.
"Assalamualaikum." hello.
"Wa'alaikumussalam." replied Nadia and Azzalia together.
"Eh, is there a new theme?" greet the girl is friendly. When viewed from his appearance, they are like children graduated from boarding school.
"Yes Az, I know this is Azzalia" said Nadia to introduce her new friend.
"Oh, yeah. Greetings. I am Azkya." Azkya said as she extended her hand, and received a warm welcome from Azzalia.
"Azzalia." replied Azzalia.
"And this is Syaqila" said Nadia introducing the other friend.
"Silkila."
"Azzalia."
"Nad, let's eat yuk first." Azkya asked.
"Azzalia, eat yuk." take Nadia.
"Ehm, please. I didn't bring the stuff. Forgot." Azzalia.
"It just so happens that you eat together with me Za. Because I brought a lot of bekel. It was brought my bude too much" said Nadia.
"Well, it's nicotine" said Azzalia sungkan.
"Look down Za. We used to be like this." said Nadia.
Then they sat in a long chair near the audit room, they ate the four of them by combining their meals.
"Wah wah, it's fun to eat together." said a man who turned out to be the chairman of the committee.
"Eh, kang, here we eat. It was bude bawain a lot, he said so that the Opik kang can follow the meal" said Nadia.
"yeah, situ. Eating with aja. kang Opik already get rations from campus. Here, still intact. Make you guys yes. Kang Opik already dapet eat heavy as well because" said Opik gave a box of snack breakfast organizers this morning.
"Ye, offered even more food. Yes, thank you" said Nadia shamelessly.
"Yes, go on. Kang Opik went there first" said Opik pointed to a room that was a lot in the crowd of the committee. Looks like they're going to lunch.
After Opik died, Azzalia who could not hide her curiosity asked.
"Who was Elo Nad?" ask Azzalia.
"Drawfish?" nadia asked, Azzalia nodded.
"Masku kang. Budeku's son. We're cousins" Nadia said.
"Oh..."
"I live with him in Jakarta" said Nadia.
"Oh yeah? So you're housemates?" ask Azzalia in disbelief.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Well, good, first lecture, already there is his brother who also studied at the same place. It will be delicious, there are people who help and ngawasin" said Azzalia.
"Yes.that's Za."
"Nad, your kangmas, have no candidates yet?" ask Syaqila.
"Why? You want a list?" ask Nadia.
"Yes, who knows I'm lucky" Syaqila said with a laugh.
"Emang raffle, use all the luck" said Nadia.
They eat while chatting a lot, until the entrance hour of the room has arrived. Azzalia returned to her seat, and separated from Nadia and her friends. Even so, after this break, Azzalia had a new friend beside her.