THE AFTER 20 DAY

EMAILING

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Ten days passed, they were busy making reports to be completed when they returned to their homeland later.

"Nellsa?! Is he really the one? I finally found that name. I thought I would find that name in Indonesia later, but he came alone to Rotterdam, "inner Raga smiled as she saw a letter in her hand.

Raga went on to study at Rotterdam University of Applied Sciences, a vocational high school in Rotterdam. Raga is an ordinary person, just his handsome visuals make him so flooded with jobs in Rotterdam, he is a photographer and model for several brands. Raga is very friendly to anyone including people he just met.

"Mom, when are we going back to Indonesia? Raga misses the atmosphere there," said Raga with a busy mouth eating a bowl of oats made by her mother.

"So soon Ga, you seem to be really going there. Your father said, we still have 10 days left, then we will settle back to Indonesia, your father will take care of it as soon as possible." Nera's mother poured a glass of milk for her son, her beloved mother Raga.

"Are you sure you left your education here?" mother's question made Raga weakened.

"Em, Raga's decision is already unanimous ma'am. Raga there will find a campus whose education is not less the same in Rotterdam, even if you have to repeat the semester or whatever, depending on the procedures of the campus. Because Raga just stepped on a young semester might be easier for that, hopefully."

One day Nellsa and her group of members Kian, Bima, Ressa and Putra got the task to go to Rotterdam University of Applied Sciences looking for resources for several eyes of his class research report.

"Hemm mute duty, when is the holiday? It's been 11 days we've been here, but we haven't had a real vacation yet, have we?" Nellsai complained. His second intention to Rotterdam in addition to research is to be able to vacation.

"Heh, after this we can only be free. Therefore let's spit out we have to spit up there. The completion of the task and the holidays as much as possible," said Putra.

They took public transport in Rotterdam.

"Mrs. Karel is waiting, he said. Let's go in."

The brand observations did, some professors were also students they interviewed. Some research they have already obtained. Just stay to process and take care of the completeness only.

A sharp nose, well-built tall can be seen walking through the campus corridor. One of the women invited him to drink a cup of coffee at the Cafe, still around the campus. They talk lightly, maybe just talk about the lesson. Yes, that man was of course Raga. He sipped his coffee while smiling after a conversation with his college friends. His eyes then turned to focus on the cafe's clear window glass that showed the outside. He saw a girl walking slowly with her eyes wide. Her mouth was so itchy as to immediately call out the name of the beautiful girl.

"Yesterday!" Raga's call left Nellsa shocked.

"Raga, why is he here?"

They finally had a warm conversation. Nellsa invited all her friends to get to know Raga at that time.

"Emm you're studying here? Hey Kian, Son, Bima, Ressa here and there. I've met Raga here."

"Hey, why is that coincidence always there. Lo go to college here? Wow great." He was so enthusiastic about applauding.

"Therefore, if you need a source for some information about this department, please ask, free."

"We are lucky .. if you think this must be a job completed guys," said Putra.

They were about to return to the inn, all his friends walking in front of him a step further than Nellsa who was behind.

"Nellsa wait." Raga's call stopped Nellsa's move.

"Why?"

"Can you ask for an email? I asked for your email, who knows we can exchange knowledge and information."

Raga thrust out a piece of paper, writing an email address on a piece of paper by Nellsa. At first confused, but his hand unconsciously then took the paper that Raga thrust at him.

"But, can I ask you a lot about doing my research?" nellsa asked nervously.

"That's a lot to do." Raga's smile even made Nellsa unable to look at her for long. He threw his eyes at Raga.

"Thanks." -."

"Gue go first, bye."

Nellsa walked unconscious, why? He was always thought of by Raga, whose visuals were familiar to his vision.

"Nellsa wastes that thought, and she's a stranger. But why do you give me that email if he's a stranger? What the hell am I." For a moment he complains, scratches his head reflexes, or just cursed himself who is always easily familiar with strangers. Moreover, a Raga who has something to do with his past.