The Love of Kalila

Confession of Love on the Night of Graduation

Flashbacks: flashback:

On the eve of graduation of high school students in Indonesia. Just like in general, Marcel and his young-looking classmates celebrated the graduation. By stripping clothes and hanging out on the beach while talking about their future.

"Congratulations to those of us who graduated to PTN!!" exclaim Nana who is famous for being noisy and humble since High School.

Others cheered, they raised aloft the canned soda they bought in lieu of beer.

"What didn't pass?" said a sad student.

"Ish, there are still many roads to Rome! The spirit!" continued Nana encouraged those who have not graduated to PTN.

Instantly the beach became the playground of the children. Ending the fatigue of school regulations and PR. As well as a form of freedom before entering the world of adult society.

"Lo two?" asked Nana to Marcel and Dem who did not participate in playing on the beach to maintain the aesthetics of 'bullshit' that they have lived with.

"What?" ask Marcel culas.

"Especially lo Cel, where are you going to college?" show Nana.

"Gue went where Dem came. That's it." she replied briefly.

Nana's face showed a sense of annoyance to a friend who could not be spoken to.

"He was threatened om, if he did not want to college will be married. So come with me to Singapore." continued Dem pointed out, so that Nana did not get emotional.

"Awas, get rid of Dem!" whispered Nana.

Nana still glanced at Marcel who was silent like a statue looking at the beach.

"Judah, the point is wherever we go, keep fighting and the spirit!!" yelled Nana again. Dem welcomed that spirit.

"Whisper lo ah!" chirps Marcel.

Suddenly came a girl who joined the stand between the three. That girl is pretty sweet, and a little shy.

"Why Ri?" nana asks Sri, the smartest student in their class.

"Hm Anu, I want to talk to Marcel." he was embarrassed.

The friend who already knew the situation instead of helping actually teased Marcel with a strange smile and a strange glance as well.

"Why?" asked Marcel ketus while glaring at Dem and Nana who were still giggling.

"Here," she gave something to Marcel. Wrapped neatly with pink paper love motif. It's about the size of a tart cake box. "I have long gathered the courage to give this to you. I like you."

Oops, hold. Don't laugh. Compact Dem and Nana through their eyes. In order to maintain Sri's good name, they chose silence.

Not something that surprises. Since elementary school until then, both Marcel and Dem always get a love confession almost once a week. But nothing is accepted because they think there is no challenge.

"Huh." hela Marcel. "Gue doesn't like you, I like Demian." Answer Marcel. Every time you get a confession of love, the answer is always the same as this. So neither Dem nor Nana were surprised at all. His good name should be destroyed because of Marcel's answer, but so are many women who do not give up and are determined to turn Marcel into a straight path.

Sri is the one who is shocked. Hands shaking. Plus Dem who smiled meaningfully towards him.

"Sri, you're smart and pretty. Find a nice and rich guy who can. Let aja ho** their kayak." follow Nana to calm Sri who is frightened by trembling.

"So, join the normal people there!" expel Marcel cetus.

With a move Gontai Sri went back to her friends and told what happened. Inevitably, they cursed Marcel who was being rude to his friend.

"Crazy, smart girls like Sri have been rejected.****not true?" heboh Nana to Dem who daritadi with all his might held back a laugh.

"When it's sweet too" added Dem who finally could stop his laughter.

"Yes, you're the same with him. If he's sweet." jolted Marcel upset at being made fun of.

"And the Elo shot, Marlon!!" repas Dem making fun of old man's name. Typical of old-time children. Father's name.

"Shut up, Burhan!"

"Don't you not like girls, Cel?" guess Nana whispered to make the two guys look at each other and shudder.

"About lo ah. I like younger girls. At least 3-4 years." said Marcel showed his desire about the ideal type.

"Oh, younger. Cousin of you, Na. Still SD, right? Love him, love him!" canda Dem's.

"Seriously, Cel?" asked Nana amusedly holding back a laugh.

"It's not that small. Ah****** both of you. My slack." Marcel then went to join another boy who was burning near the beach.

"If there is a clear campus, tell us yes, Na. Let there be a reason to come home from a country of people." said Dem who then rose also following Marcel.

"******, I'm left alone." Finally, Nana also went along and joined other girls who were busy gossiping while the boys worked.

***

Eventually the three friends went to college in different places. Marcel attended Dem college in Singapore majoring in business to avoid marriage which is actually a threat from the papa. While Nana, continued to study at the state university of Jakarta while spending money at the house of om and his aunt in Jakarta. Even so, their communication is still going well. Even when one is under stress due to a college assignment, the other is there to add to the fatigue.

"Marina," call his lecturer who is the head of the department.

"Yes, sir." said Nana politely.

"Is there a student named Sindi Sarastika in your whip?" ask kajur again.

"Yes, sir. Sindi Sarastika regular class A. Why yes, sir?" ask Nana politely.

"Try to visit where he lives and ask why he has not been there for two weeks? Yesterday he applied for a leave of absence, but unfortunately, this smart student must be nurtured to take part in the provincial student debate this year."

Nana listened to the lecturer's explanation carefully. Without even a second of vision to another place. Focus. Focus on the wrinkles on the lecturer's face.

"You just look for the data, keep coming to him and invite him to meet the father." continued the lecturer.

"Good, sir. I will look for." as a member of the secretary (secretariat of majors), this task is his responsibility. Especially, when it comes to high-achieving students.

"Apartment C. Hm.." muttered Nana.

He felt reluctant, because the apartment was famous as a place to live in the upper class. Celebrities, businessmen, and politicians dominated the residence. Means Sindi who will be visited including from the three circles. Gee. Make Nana's heart beat fast and train the words he will convey later.