
This morning Ayyut woke up early in the morning when the ringing of her mobile phone that was so deafening forced her to move from dreamland to the real world.
With a sense of laziness Ayyut tried to look up, forcing her heavy eyes to open. He grabbed a phone that was located right near the pads. With a feeling of annoyance he read the name of the caller who had dared to disturb his sleep, but as soon as his eyes read the inscription on the object of his cheeks. Mahmed's perfectly rounded eyes were unexpected in a short time he was surprised by things that seemed to be able to dislodge his heart.
"Grandmother" he murmured distinctively with his hoarse voice.
Ayyut did not dare to raise a call. He got up, hurriedly ran out with a cellphone that did not stop ringing. He came down the stairs in a hurry to his mother who was cooking in the kitchen.
"Yes!" Ayyut's voice was a little loud. Marina who was slicing rawit was shocked.
"Ayyut, what's wrong?" he was annoyed with his eyes glaring sharply at his messy son.
"Grandmother" Ayyut replied seriously.
"Huh?"
Instantly Marina's heart was pounding. Pumping up so quickly that it creates an undefined feeling.
"Thank you bod–!"
"Mom knows I don't like to lie" Ayyut interrupted Marina's swearing.
"Ke come!" he said with a feeling of anxiety.
After giving the phone to his mother, Ayyut immediately went from there not wanting to hear the series of lies that his mother said to the grandmother in the village there.
...***...
In a large but closed room. A tall, slender girl, dancing slowly to the rhythm of music accompanied by minimal lighting.
So engrossed in dancing he did not realize that there were two men who had just entered and watched him in silence. The poignancy of the dance is even more a beautiful posture, a beautiful face. Charming the heart of the man who looked at him.
"Arrghh" a groan of pain escaped the lips of the beautiful woman.
He was mishandled when turning accidentally saw two pairs of eyes men were watching him which made him surprised to have an injury in his leg.
The two men who had been pampering the eyes saw the gentleness of dancing the girl, immediately jerked and hurriedly approached the girl and one other man immediately turned on the room lights.
"Are you okay?" Say hello to the tall man of European blood.
The girl did not answer. He looked up and saw the man who had noticed him was in front of him.
"Meira are you okay?" The man who had turned on the lights immediately approached the two men and looked at the girl anxiously.
"Well, I'm fine" he replied with a small ringing.
"Wear here!" The heavy voice interrupted Meira. He quickly took off his suit and wrapped it around Meira's body, closing the curve of the girl's body for wearing ballet.
"Thank you" a heartfelt remark came out from Meira's ruum lips. He revealed a clumsy smile to feel bad getting treatment from a foreign man in front of him.
"This is my friend, Jamie Walken," Rangga said. Meira's assistant has been instrumental in the girl's career growth. They pioneered success together and so many stories of their joys and sorrows went through.
Meira nodded in understanding. "Hi. I'm Meira"
"Nice to meet you, Meira," muttered Jamie staring gently at Meira's eyeball with her blue iris.
Meira was about to get up but she immediately grimaced in pain because her sprained leg turned out to bleed quite a lot to penetrate her ballet shoes and it felt quite sore and painful.
For some reason just looking at Meira Jamie was immediately touched. The full attention he gave Meira not only gave Meira his suit, he also took off his shirt and tore it and wrapped it around Meira's leg trying to give first aid to stop the bleeding in Meira's leg.
Meira was a little surprised to hear that Jamie could speak Indonesian even impressed very fluent.
"Thank you" Meira said again with a feeling of sincerity. He's a little embarrassed about Jamie whether this guy just sacrificed his shirt which doesn't seem like a cheap price.
"Let me drop off" said Jamie, rising up a little crouching, which only makes Meira reflex.
"I can do it myself."
"It's okay, come on."
Meira's subtle repulsion was not idolized by the European man. He lifts Meira's body in a bridal style. Rafa just silently held a smile at the behavior of his theme that was so concerned about Meira. He was sure the man liked Meira.
...***...
Ayyut and Buyung went hand in hand into the room. The class seems to have been filled with many people.
A group of girls in the corner of the room who were engrossed in laughter immediately stopped as soon as they saw two men enter the room, one of whom is handsome like an angel is the most handsome man in this faculty is almost a man the best on campus. However, having a hard soul like a stone, is completely untouchable but it becomes a challenge for the girls who idolize it.
As usual, once in the room Ayyut immediately sat down no matter the circumstances around different from Buyung who after putting his bag. He immediately sauntered to another table inhabited by several students, participating in the conversation of those people.
One of the women stepped up. She is one of the most popular female students because of her beauty and intelligence. He came to Ayyut who was busy struggling with his cellphone.
"Jokay. Could you please after class.we meet..." With courage that has been prepared so carefully, but did not close the jitters Desti. Even his sentence was dashed so much as his grooves.
"For?" ask Ayyut to the point cut out Desti's unfinished words.
"For the paper" Desti answered quickly lit up his true intentions.
Ayyut seemed to raise a puzzled eyebrow, "Are we not performing the next two Weeks?" tanya Ayyut believed her memory.
He, Desti and Vira, Desti's best friends. They are one group in the practice subjects of sharia financial institutions. Ayyut was very sure of what he said and he could not forget or be careless because almost all of their class syllabus he remembered the parts.
Desti looked puzzled but he quickly changed his facial expression to be more serious.
"Yes, we need to search for references immediately to avoid revisions. Isn't faster better?"
"You're right" continued Ayyut did not want to be involved in the discussion with Desti any longer. "You saved my number, right? Call me later where we'll meet. Okay?"
"Yes" replied Desti spirit. Unknowingly he revealed a big smile to make others who accidentally saw him amazed.
"I'm back, yeah," said Desti still with a smile that was still beautifully imprinted on her pretty face. Ayyut gave a small nod not returning Desti's smile. Even so it still made the girl feel immeasurably happy.
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