The Curse of Two Languages

Chapter 34: The task of the campus queen

Clara lay on her stomach on her bed with her legs standing straight. His finger was typing something and his eyes focused on the screen of his laptop.

Shortly thereafter, Raymond entered his room holding his hungry stomach.

"Sister," call Raymond.

"Yes?"

"Please make Adek food dong kak, hungry!"

Clara did not answer immediately. He closed his laptop and sat down, then looked in wonder at Raymond. "Lho, haven't you eaten yet, have you?"

"Still hungry brother!" Raymond said with an unclear laugh.

Clara took a long breath. "Yes, you wait here, right? Make you food!" Clara. He got up and walked out of the room.

"What cooking, huh?" Clara's eyes stared fixedly at the cooking ingredients in the refrigerator.

After thirty minutes of struggling in the kitchen, Clara's cooking was finally done. Even though it's just instant noodles and cow's eye eggs anyway.

"Grandfather!" Shouted Clara calling her sister. Soon, Raymond went downstairs and sat down in the chair he used to sit in.

The boy looked really happy when he saw Clara cooking noodles. Rarely did her brother cook noodles. "Will I eat too?" He asked when he saw the bowl of noodles and eggs in front of Clara.

The one asked just nodded. They both ate very well.

"Sister, next time I'll have more noodles, okay?" Raymond's pinta on the sidelines eating.

"Can."

*****

At eleven in the afternoon, Clara sat in the living room watching her favorite drama on television. Before long, Nicolas appeared while looking at him with a sharp gaze. Shit, feel like skinned.

"What are you doing, Clara?" Ask Nicolas.

Clara looked up at her uncle's face. Did you see that he was watching TV while eating a snack? Why is it still? It's blind, huh?

"According to Angky?" Clara asked back. His new habit is to answer questions with questions.

"Aren't you in college?"

"No."

"Well?"

"Lazy!"

"If only because they are lazy there to go to campus. Angky doesn't want to know, if until you don't take the semester!"

Yes, it's not possible, if Clara does not go up for the semester. It's just Nicolas's course that's always red. Is it as important as what is matkul English computer in ICT majors?

Nicolas looked at Clara with a sadistic look as there was no movement from his bangs. "Udah, get ready!"

Clara did not respond to Nicolas' words anymore. He knew very well that if he kept retaliating then his business would be longer.

"Of course you're smart!"

What does that mean? You want to say Clara's stupid or something?

Hellow, please deh. Clara was a real pinter. Yes, you must not be good at English.

"CLARISSA RASANDRA WIRATAMA!!!" Nicolas yelled at Clara, "You get ready now or you score zero in all courses!"

For some reason, Clara felt very scared when she was yelled at by Nicolas like he was just now. He immediately ran into his room and prepared to go to campus even though he had to.

Clara did not want to risk the silence of Nicolas who did not guess how his mind went.

Twenty minutes later, Clara came down from her room. She wore a black long-sleeved shirt and a white knee-length skirt. Her long, blonde hair just got divorced.

On the way to campus, no one opened a conversation at all. Clara was busy thinking about something related to where she used to live. He wet his throat before saying anything.

"Well, we used to live in America?" He asked while raising his eyebrows.

Nicolas glanced at his bangs. "What do you think is that?" Ask Nicolas back.

"Yes, you want to know. If we have lived abroad, it means Clara can speak English dong. Then why now Clara can not speak with ing-language"

"Down, it's nyampe!" Nicolas cuts off Clara's words. It can be bad if it continues. Clara's past can be revealed a little. Would it be bad if it happened? Angelo would be furious at him.

"Make what?" Ask Clara wonder.

"For your pocket money!"

"Huh?" Since when has Nicolas been the attention of the like? Although somewhat hesitant, Clara also received the money given by her uncle. Don't let his uncle sulk or change his mind and not give Clara the pocket money.

"Let's not forget to wait for Angky in front of the campus. Angky pick me up!" Nicolas said as Clara got out of the car. Clara just nodded. There is no point in rejecting Angky's request?

*****

"Good morning college queen!" Say hello Clara heard as she walked towards the campus corridor. The girl simply replied to him with a nod of her head while smiling kindly.

After he won the campus king and queen contest, many students/i knew him. It made Clara wonder herself. Because, before she became queen, many people who already know her because of her appearance is very striking and very different from the local people. Almost all of Clara's physical form declined from her American mother. And Raymond too.

One of the students ran up to Clara, "Cla, Clarissa!"

Clara. "What's up, huh?"

"You're wanted by the dean, he said he wanted help!" The student said, looking the other way. Just like the other students, she was fascinated by the beauty of Clara.

"Oh, thank you for telling me!" Clara said with a sincere smile. Since he rose to the fifth semester, his usually rude and quite bar-bar nature turned to calm because there was no longer anyone who insulted his weakness in English. Wellh although his English skills never change anyway.is still worse than before.

Clara walked into the dean's room after knocking on the door first.

"Sir Arya called me?" Asked Clara with a friendly smile.

"Sit Clarissa!" Pinta sir Arya while pointing at the chair in front of him. Clara nodded, then sat down on the chair that Arya sir meant.

"I'm sorry, if I may know of any interest, you're calling me?" Ask Clara politely. Hehehe, Clara is actually polite. Just look who told him to. OOPS.

"So, I hear you can already copy the data, huh?" Arya asked back. Clara's romance wants to be told.

"Huh? Who did you hear from?"

"From Sir Nicolas Franklin Demasa Wiratama. He's your uncle, right?"

"I, yes sir."

Clara lowered her head. In his heart he blamed his uncle who casually told the dean that he could copy and make any data on the laptop or computer.

"So you want to ask me to help you to enter all the data of lecturers and students into my file, can you?"

"Ta, but sir, I have school hours!"

But the end of it is asking for help. It's not like Clara didn't want to help. But lazy.

"Nothing, I can ask permission from the lecturer who teaches in your class."

Well, what else to do now.

"You just use the computer in the language lab. Tell me you were told to be with Mr. Arya Saloka Batanta" Ask Mr. Arya, "And, let's just say this is your duty as the campus queen!"

TELL ME IF YOU WANT TO BE MY ASSISTANT DEAN! Clara's screams in the heart. He never ceaselessly swore at his uncle who he considered outrageous.

"Yes sir, if you'll excuse me, sir!"

HUWAAA IF THIS IS HOW DELICIOUS I AM NOT TO BE THE QUEEN OF THE CAMPUS! LET THERE BE NO MORE REASON TO TELL ME!!!

When out of the lecturer room, Clara had met with Aldiano who was about to enter the lecturer's room.

"Eh, Clara, where's it going?" Aldiano asked with a smile. Seeing the interlocutor smile inevitably Clara so join in smiling.

"From the dean's room!" Answer Clara honestly. "Yes, I want to go first yes, more work!" Her speech. Without waiting for Aldiano's answer, Clara immediately passed away.

Arriving at the language lab, Clara immediately sat in one of the chairs and turned on the computer. Uh, wait a minute. Which file does he want to enter, huh?

Holy hooch! Let's not forget where Clara put it. Or ...

"With Clarissa Rasandra Wiratama?" Ask a man who just entered the language lab.

"Yes, sir. I'm alone!"

"This is from Mr. Arya. He forgot to give it. Happy work!"

"Yes sir, thank you!"

As the man left, Clara let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mr. Arya forgot to provide the file.

Clara opened the file and took a quick look at the contents. There is a lot of data that he has to enter. SIAAAL!