The Moon Among the Stars

60

After delivering Ayumi to Pondok Pesantren Al Azhar, Kahfi drove his car back to his new campus. The orientation event on campus has been conducted one week before the lecture event began with the reason that it does not interfere with the schedule of new student lectures.

Kahfi has parked his sports car in a special student parking lot. Actually, Kahfi is more comfortable using his favorite big motorbike than having to drive this cool car, the first reason is that Kahfi only himself does not have a girlfriend or a bully to carry, he said, the second city of Yogyakarta is congested and jammed so it will take a long time if you use this sports car.

"Fi!!" yelled Andra from behind while patting Kahfi on the shoulder.

Kahfi looked back and smiled faintly at his best friend since that Junior High.

"The hydra? By himself? Where are the others?" kahfi asked quietly while taking her sling bag from the back seat and then closed the car door and locked it with the remote.

Andra and Kahfi walked up to the stairs that connected the classes.

"What class eyes? I forgot!" said Andra quietly while patting his wide eel.

"Introduction to Business" said Kahfi slowly and keep walking through the campus hallway towards the back.

Around the hallway there are many classes and aisle seats to wait for the previous class to be completed or wait for lecturers who have not attended.

Kahfi walked looking straight ahead, his handsome face did look cute and cool coupled with a suit of short-sleeved shirt and long pants made of blue jeans and sports shoes are in trend, which is a trend, making Kahfi more charming and valued by many women.

"Fi, look, women are staring at us, feeling artist yes" Andra said slowly but looking narcissistic.

Kahfi just silently did not respond to Andra's words, his eyes looking for a lecture room numbered two hundred and five which means the room is on the second floor. The front number of the room gives a code that the room is on what floor.

"That's Fi, room two hundred and five" Andra said spelling out the room number.

Kahfi looked at the room, and saw there were still many maba who were outside the room because the lecturer of the course was not present.

The arrival of Kahfi and Andra became the center of attention of the women. One week ago, Kahfi was elected as the king of Maba for this year's generation, and Mutia as the queen of this year's Maba.

So, at least many already know the name of Kahfi and have memorized exactly what kind of Kahfi warai.

"Fi, we're in one class too?" mutia asked quietly from the direction in the room.

Kahfi turned towards the familiar source of the voice. Staring at the face of ayu Mutia with a knee-length dress, long hair with a layer cut and strappy footwear that has a high heel.

Mutia's smile widened as Kahfi looked at her face and smiled at her.

"Yes we have one room, Tya" Kahfi replied briefly to Mutia.

Kahfi's smile was stifled, her face also looked cold.

"Pick behind Ndra!" ucal Kahfi with a rather loud tone.

Andra stared at the chair in the last shaf. One table can be occupied by four students.

The world of schools and the world of lectures is certainly very different. In terms of susana, environmental conditions, friends and also lecturers who teach. The rules of the school are very standard and authoritarian, inevitably must and must be done, in contrast to the world of lectures, although the standard rules, but not authoritarian or binding, are, it's just that the risks and consequences are borne by each student.

Today was really exhausting for Kahfi. Since breakfast at Ayumi's house, this afternoon you can only meet rice and friends on his dinner plate.

With his mouth still full of chewing food, Kahfi with his chuckle while speaking answering the question Mother Icha.

"Alhamdulillah, well Mother, Kahfi friends are also fun, but .." Kahfi's speech stopped for a while.

Mother Icha who heard and listened immediately stared intently at Kahfi. It has become a habit of a Kahfi if talking often in breaking up makes curious who hear it.

"Peace Mommy, soon again ngunyah, ditelen first yes, later Fi sprain if hurry," said Kahfi reasoned.

Kahfi knows very well the level of curiosity of the Mother to the romance life and activities of Kahfi.

"You continue the story or Mommy says Brother, if his sister likes the same woman," said Mother Icha while laughing out loud.

"Mother!! Don't dong, brother don't ever know this. If you know, you will definitely give up on Kahfi. Kahfi wants to see Abang Afnan happy with the woman of his choice" Kahfi said slowly to his mother.

Mother Icha just nodded slowly to understand the explanation of Kahfi.

"But, are you sure you will still love Ayumi? Why not try to love Rara, she is no less beautiful, Fi," asked Mother Icha slowly.

"Who is the Mother who can reject love? If you can choose for sure, Fi chose the best, but it is fate Fi loves Ayumi and not others, of course Fi can not force the heart," said Kahfi slowly explained to Mother Icha.

"Mother does not have the heart to see you like this, as there is no spirit of life," said Mother Icha slowly.

"Fi is still lucky, can meet Ayumi, see her smile, even though now Fi does not know when else can meet Ayumi," said Fi slowly.

"Fi, you better continue that Quran memorization. Unfortunately there are ten more juz right" asked Mother Icha slowly.

"But Mommy, Fi is again in college here," said Kahfi slowly to his mother.

"You are during Fi lecture, the night you try to stay in Pesantren again, you can continue your shipment Fi," said Mother Icha slowly.

Kahfi chewed her food while thinking for a moment. His mother's words and advice have a point as well.

"Later Fi think Mother. I mean Fi, how to set Fi time," said Kahfi slowly explained.

"That's what Mother wants, but also for your good, Fi," said Mother slowly.

"Iya Fi understands Mother," said Kahfi lirih how to spend his food.

"That's the same bracelet Ayumi wore, isn't it Fi?" tanya Bunda Icha stared at the bracelet worn by Kahfi.

"Yes Mother, it is the same, Kahfi who bought for Ayumi as a memento," said Kahfi casually.

"Don't hurt your brother with little things like this. Forget Ayumi, Fi. Open your heart to other women, find a new idol to settle in your heart, Fi," said Mother gave a solution.

Kahfi just fell silent swallowing all the food that had been chewed and then sipped water that was in the big glass at the dining table.