The Destiny of Miana's Love

TCM 80'S

"Excuse me," said the brown-skinned man. He was silent for a moment waiting for the response of the occupants of the room and a little surprised there was a figure of a man between the two women who appeared from inside the room.

Once the occupants of the room were none other than Miana, Sisil and Bian out. One of them stood blocking the door. Bians.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" miana smiled kindly.

"Ah, here. Ad..."

The man's words paused as he turned his head and looked around for someone behind the body. Until he smiled as a quadrangular hijab-wearing woman walked quickly with a backpack on her back.

"Where are you, anyway?" the man protested and the cheeked girl only smiled awkwardly as she looked at Miana and Sisil.

"This is my sister, I. According to the head of the dormitory. He'll stay in room 21A. And this is his room." The man spoke to Miana while pointing at the door of the room.

"Oh, means same room as me, dong." Miana understood immediately. The veiled girl in front of him was his roommate in the dormitory. As the head of the Dormitory named Bu Winda said. He quickly extended his hand to shake hands and get acquainted. Until the man who claimed to be Nika's sister also mentioned his name. Zaki's.

The humble attitude that Miana had was well received by Nika. He revealed to the brother, if enough to get here he drove him.

The man advised the two to get along and remind each other.

"Yes, Brother. I hope we will be good friends. Soodara is new here. Yes, right, Nika." Miana said to Nika and turned to Zaki who greeted her sweet smile.

Zaki also nodded kindly at the glutinous-faced Bian as well as at Sisil who continued to review smiles. Soon Zaki said goodbye to the four people there and quickly left.

Miana invites Nika to enter the room. And chat for a while while arranging each other's belongings. Sisil is lying down while playing mobile phone, he is doing Vidio call. Bian himself was not there. Maybe go somewhere.

"Let me not, huh, sister?" sisil asked without changing his position.

"No, maybe. It's a cell phone just as the bag is still on the table. Show Miana at the table that there is indeed Bian's stuff.

"Bian, earlier...your boyfriend, Miana?" nika asked with her hands still arranging her clothes on the plastic cupboard. Only the face was still waiting for Miana's answer.

"Ah, no, Nika. He's my high school friend. Sorry yes, if it makes you uncomfortable," explained Miana, who was not happy with the face of the ketus that Bian showed.

"It's okay, just relax."

Both continue their activities. Miana switched on her books which she put on some file boxes.

Their activities stopped when Bian came and brought four cups of lemon tea and four cups of ice and invited everyone to eat together.

"Thank you, yeah, Bi. So it's worth it, me." Miana said while pouring seblak on the steorophom. He was hungry. And never claimed to Bian in the past. And that's what Bian likes. Miana is what she is.

Sisil also Nika said thank you also to Bian and immediately ate by sitting on the floor.

After talking for a while, Sisil whines to Bian to go home. He said there was also an appointment with Thea and Hazel after the magrib.

Lazily Bian agreed to Sisil's request. Though, Bian still wanted to take a little longer to accompany Miana.

Miana escorts Bian and Sisil until they reach Bian to park his car. "Thank you, yeah, Bi. You have to go to college. And quickly register. Remember that success has to be true learning." Miana spoke at the car door beside Sisil.

At first Miana wanted to ban it. But he was afraid Bian misinterpreted his cares. "Sil, send a greeting to papa with mama, yes."

"Yes, yes, bawel. From that mulu ngoceh," decak Sisil.

"Heh, Lo's attitude in Benahin is the same sodara! I'm going to college, still childish."

"As far as I am, huh."

"Nyesel I've known, Lo." Bian rolled his eyes lazily.

"Udah. Even fighting," said Miana. Breaking up the quarrel.

Afterwards Bian and Sisil actually left. Miana waits until the car on board Bian disappears at the crossroad. He quickly stepped back inside. Until we meet the other residents. Had become acquainted with the style of the degree by mentioning the origin of the faculty and the origin of the region. It was not difficult for Miana to adjust to the new environment.

Arriving near the stairs, Miana turned around because she was called by the residents of the house to help her prepare a meal. Miana complied and went inside. There are some women of her age who are struggling in the kitchen. Miana quickly joined them to help. Not to forget he sent a short message to Nika, his roommate to join. Soon the girl came and helped.

The return of several kitchen teams made the head of the Dormitory overwhelmed to prepare a meal for the children of the dormitory. Be all participating. Through this activity, they become a little more so know and exchange mobile numbers.

Until Maghrib arrived. And Miana immediately cleansed herself and continued ablution to do her duty. After that he and Nika ate at the front house and immediately to their respective rooms to prepare the complete physical files that he will submit tomorrow on the campus.

"I don't think we're a faculty." Nika smiled while keeping a plastic map on the bag. And join Miana on a foam mattress that is still tidying up her files.

"Yep. Where are you real?"

"Asli Magelang, central Java, Miana. Kok, forget ,si," she replied with a little chuckle.

"You know what, you have a boyfriend yet?" ask Nisa suddenly. The question turns far from before.

Made Miana stop her activities. He looked at Nisa for a moment and then looked down. "You want an honest answer or a boong?"

"Eh, really, that, that." Nisa patted Miana on the shoulder and started listening to Miana's explanation.

"There, girlfriend. But he said somewhere. So how do I answer?"

"I said, anyway?" tanya Nika started to sue.

"Yes, he didn't leave. What's his name if it's not saying."

"Yes too, anyway. But mending don't have to think about it first. Focus college and graduate with cumlaude."

"Yes," Miana smilingly nodded confirming. However, in the heart is turbulent to remember Arga. To dismiss Arga or forget it, it is not as easy as deleting the text by pressing the delete button. This is what Arga used to say. If he had dropped his heart on Arga, even if he refused it to be a priority, there will be a time when he can not let go of thinking about his name.

'What's my fault, Ga? Until you accidentally left me,'

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