
"Yes, get back to class! Don't forget my message, if you still want to study at this college! Later, I'll tell you more!" said Mr. Ali again.
"I ask for help from my father! I don't want to disappoint my parents, sir. I say yes sir, because there is a class sir. I'm 20 minutes late" said Dirga and Pak Ali agreed. Dirga immediately kissed Mr. Ali's hand. As his respect to Pak Ali, as a lecturer, and chairman of his department.
Dirga left the room of the chairman of his department, and returned to the classroom. He knocked on the classroom door and opened the door slowly. At that time, the lecturer was already in the classroom, and explained the Tax Accounting course.
"You are always late when you get to class. Now you better get out of this classroom! I don't need a student who doesn't intend to study my course! Already often truant, do not want to do the task from me, and most fatal did not take the test yesterday. You think this college has your ancestors? Want to pay dearly, can you just follow my course? Free you are a student, if your attitude is like a brandal child on the road. Model appearance is padlock!" said Mr. Susilo firmly, lecturer in Tax Accounting.
Dirga felt ashamed of being treated that way, but he tried to strengthen himself for Salwa's sake. If he had been overcome with emotion, he would have left the classroom happily. Moreover, Salwa saw herself being humiliated like that. For Salwa's sake, she would hold back the sense of emotion in her heart.
"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry, all this time I was wrong! I don't follow the rules of Father. I now, have realized the location of my mistakes all along. I promise you, I will never repeat! Please forgive my mistake Sir, I will try to follow the course of the Father well. Please, give me a second chance!" I'm ready, get a task from you to fill in my grades that have been left behind!" said Dirga.
There was a feeling of salute, which Salwa felt to Dirga. He saw that Dirga had changed a lot. He is gentle, acknowledges the mistakes he has made over the years, and promises to change. To be a better person.
Salwa felt pity, seeing Dirga treated like that. He intends to help Dirga, in order to follow the Tax Accounting course well. He will be a private tutor to Dirga. He was very angry with Dirga.
Seeing the seriousness of Dirga, Mr. Susilo finally gave the opportunity to Dirga to follow his courses. However, he asked that next should not be late, Dirga also not allowed to wear torn pants. He was asked to wear polite clothes. He should also be able to follow his courses well. In exchange for the tests and tasks left behind, Mr. Susilo will give the task to Dirga. If Dirga is able to do the task well, then he is allowed to follow the course until completion.
"Good, Sir. I will execute all orders from the Father well," said Dirga.
"Yes, now you sit down! I still have to continue the lesson today" said Mr. Susilo.
"Thank you, sir," said Dirga. Mr. Susilo and his classmates were shocked when they saw Dirga kissing Mr. Susilo's hand. After that, he immediately looked for a seat. Before sitting down, he had a glance towards the idol of the heart. But Salwa pretended to throw her face away. In fact, Dirga had seen that Salwa noticed him. As a result, Dirga was happy to be half dead. Directly smile.
Dirga showed to be a good child, during the learning he looked serious following the lesson well. Unlike before, always indifferent when the lecturer explained. Now, Dirga was just trying to find out. The first hour is over, just waiting for the second course.
With confidence, Dirga approached Salwa, and took Salwa to the cafeteria. Before the second class begins. Making Salwa into materials led by friends in his class.
"Lo with Salwa, Dir now? Didn't you guys just, mortal enemies?" sindir Andre's.
"Dreams!" salwa. He immediately left Dirga, taking his close friend out. All of Dirga's close friends, go straight to laughing at Dirga.
"Slow, Men! I like this girl model the most. Gemes-gemes how that is. Instead, it makes me even more curious to conquer his heart. Yes, pull yuk to the cafeteria. Thirsty me, want to drink," said Dirga.
Dirga and his three close friends, went straight to the cafeteria following Salwa and his two friends. Since Dirga came, Salwa has shown a face that does not like. Salwa told him. If on campus, let's just say they are not close, and now Dirga deliberately publish their closeness. Even Dirga said, if he was his future wife.
Dirga sat next to Salwa. He doesn't feel kapok, even though Salwa treats him jutek. It was precisely this type of woman that he liked. Tame as a pigeon. Made him crazy.
"Can't you just sit here?" salwa ketus. While on campus in front of his friends, Salwa said I was with Dirga. Moreover, he was currently feeling annoyed with Dirga.
"Loh, why? This is a public place. I'm free, sitting anywhere. Don't be so fierce, Wa! Remember, hate is just as thin as love. Thin skin ari. Hating is really love" said Dirga.
Salwa did not answer Dirga's words to him. He chose to leave that place. Seeing Salwa leave, of course Dirga will not stay silent. He immediately chased after Salwa, and pulled Salwa's hand. Make them the center of attention of those who see them.
"What do you want this to be? Take me off? Don't make me get mad at you! I can just cancel our agreement, if you always mess with my personal life! I affirm you, and help you listen carefully! Our relationship is only limited to students with teachers! Not more! Don't dream, you can be my girlfriend! You're not my criteria!" salwa said firmly.
"Ok, I will try to make it a man who is your criteria" said Dirga.
"Oh, huh? Sure can? I'm sure you'll never be able to!" salwa ketus.
"If I can, how?" challenge Dirga while playing her eyebrows.
"I'm not just looking for a girlfriend, but I'm looking for a future priest for my life companion. If you want me to accept being my future priest, do all my wishes!" challenge Salwa.
"Who's afraid? Listen yeah! I'm not just following your request, I'm going to go to your parents to propose!" dirga Sahut. Making Salwa gawk, she couldn't believe that Dirga would be that close. Saying so to him.