The Duck of the Wolf

The Duck of the Wolf
chapter *45 graduation



Every final student who undergoes the lecture must crave the graduation procession. Likewise with Aryan, he has finished his lecture so he should be able to follow graduation and get his bachelor's degree.


From the bottom of Aryan's heart, he missed his friends terribly. I want to meet and joke like I used to with them.


miss the lecture atmosphere with many students studying around the campus area, piles of books in the library of course the crowded canteen where students hang out. Aryan missed those moments. His memory flew Aryan during college.


Aryan is not the type of person who easily forgets the people who have been by his side, but the circumstances that make Aryan must be a little distance from them.


in a moment of graduation, Aryan has finished and is preparing to go to university. Mira and Naura are also ready.Pak fortunately was waiting in front of the car to drive his young lady.


''You are so beautiful, dear''


''thank you ma''


'' let's go now''


They were rushing to the university now. Aryan's heart pounded, this was his first time meeting his friends after Temmy's departure.


And so are Aryan's friends. They were also looking forward to meeting Aryan. Want to know how he is and how he is. They had tried to go to the villa at that time but the results were nil. The villa's guard said it belonged to a businessman from a big city.


the car that Aryan drove up to the parking lot, he remembers the times he was still with Temmy. This place was a witness to their meeting. Temmy said that he did not want to leave her side.


Instantly the memory popped into Aryan's eyes glazed over.


'' why are you, son? Why do you look sad?''


'' it's okay ko bu ''


Aryan walked into the building where the graduation procession was held.


Some of the college students looked at him. Obviously because they got out of the car with special family license prof Yahya. While whispering and staring intently at Aryan.


Aryan felt uncomfortable when treated like that. when making an arrival reservation. Two officers approached them and took Aryan to his seat. While his mother and sister were placed in the family seats of graduates.


Aryan was placed in the front seat. Some of the students who had already attended were of course staring at him. Aryan himself was astonished. He is not the youngest graduate student or the fastest graduate student. Not the student with the highest ipk graduates.


Aryan was just being treated like that. Because it was true that the chair occupied by him was inscribed with his name.


after sitting down Aryan dizzyukan looking for his friends are. He was very happy to see that Dyah was several seats behind him. Husny and Wendry were far behind.


They both waved hands.


The graduation procession begins. The university officials entered the building. Sitting on the podium with the owner of the prof Yahya foundation in the front seat, as usual, he will move the rope graduation hat.


One by one graduates go up on stage and are called his name.this is Aryan's turn right in front of Yahya prof. He could not read the meaning of Prof Yahya's gaze. Atyan came down and sat back down.


All processions are complete. Graduates return to their families. Happy and proud to have completed his studies and got a college degree.


When Aryan meets his friends, he takes off his longing. Gery comes with a woman, Aryan's friends look at each other. Ask about Aryan's relationship with Gery. Prof Yahya's son.


'' Aryan''


'' c it's Gery''


'' this is my wife kirana''


'' congratulations to Aryan''


'' thank you miss kirana'' they shook hands.


'' this accept just think of it as a replacement for someone whose arrival you are very much looking forward to in moments like this'' Gery while handing over a series of flowers for him.


'' thank you so much, miss kirana''


kirana touched Aryan's shoulder as well as her sister's. Give a comfortable impression.


'' you are patient, Aryan''


Of course Kirana already knew about Aryan's condition. Kirana is a good and beautiful woman. She has a loving and motherly nature.


'' just call me Kirana. You don't have to bother me. If there's anything just say it. I will definitely help you''


'' thank you kirana''


Gery and kirana say goodbye because Pak aqib asked them both to meet prof Yahya.


'' who'' they asked


'' I will tell you guys. But not for now. Sorry yeah....''


All of Aryan's friends understood it.


'' this is my new number.'' Aryan handed her phone on her mobile number screen.


'' I can play back to your house sometime?''


'' that's very possible. But I don't live in my house right now. I'll tell you the address later.''


Long time they talk together while taking pictures, laughing and joking.Selapa Aryan feel nauseous. Her stomach is unbearable.


'' my friends go home first. ''


Well.......


'' you be careful Aryan''


They each looked at each other as they watched Aryan.


before entering the car, Aryan was nauseous again. From a distance there were a pair of eyes watching them.


''mamih's going down for a while.''


'' where are you going?''


'' just a moment, Ko''


the big madam got off her car approaching Aryan. Touching his shoulders and rubbing his head. Aryan was startled and immediately turned towards the woman beside him.


''mistress''


''you take care of your condition. Don't get sick.'' rub Aryan's stomach and leave him. Without giving Aryan the trouble to talk.


''Why is the big madam so?'' aryan thought to himself. Aryan while staring at the big madam until entering his car.


'' let's go in the car'' said mother mira


'' that was the big lady? Prof Yahya's wife''


Aryan silently did not answer because he did not really hear his sister's question. Aryan's mind flew off somewhere


Today is my special day. In a moment like this I really want your presence by my side. I want to show you my achievements, but God has presented people who seem to have replaced your absence.


Aryan's car drove through the highway to the villa that had brought Naura home.


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