The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder

Chapter 22: The Subjection of the Heart.

"Geez, what dream did I have last night, until I met this cute guy!" pekik a girl who made Zayan and Karman compact turned her head in the same direction.

A moment later, Karman covered his face with his backpack.

"Bitter! It's bitter! It's bitter! Demit ora ndulit! Satan ora doyan!" murmured the man, softly. Zayan smiled broadly at the behavior of his friend.

"Mas Kar ... Where are you going? I'm going here, you know!" The girl with simple clothes and round glasses perched on her face, swaying spoiled at Karman.

"Ih, don't do that. Shame to be seen by people!" prevent Karman.

"Yes, they have eyes, Mas. It is natural!"

Karman signs Zayan to help him escape Yumna. The girl had round eyes with a round fan in her hand. The man pretended not to understand his best friend's gesture. Then he got up from his seat.

"It's so .. You guys enjoy your time together yes, I want to go to class first" said Zayan. "Paper of my duties will you please bring, Man?" she continued later with an ignorant smile drawn on her lips.

"Weeh ..weh! How am I even left to, Bro?" karman shouted as soon as Zayan walked away. Zayan turned around for a while, then waved his hand around to sneer at Karman.

"Fate .. fate!" karman lirih. Next to her, Yumna still crazily hugged Karman's arm. "It's okay to, here right, there is still Yuyum who always faithfully accompanies Mas Karman!" Yumna flicked her round fan towards Karman. The man pursed his lips in return, then continued copying his duties.

Elsewhere, Zayan walks down a hallway to class for his next lecture. From the opposite direction, walked a girl with long hair tied back. Her yellow skin looks so contrasting with her blue tunic. He smiled as Zayan passed by him, but the man simply nodded expressionlessly.

Grisa turned her body, then called out to the man who was still walking earlier. He felt that he was becoming interested in the man.

"Mas! Zay!"

Hearing someone call him with that call, Zayan's footsteps came to a halt. He took a moment. The man thought that someone he knew would call him by that call. But he was surprised when the girl stood in front of him.

"Mas Zay, I haven't officially apologized for this morning ...." Grisa's words came to a halt as the girl clearly saw Zayan's face. This time, the girl was actually getting fascinated with the man before her. Kharisma, her sharp eyes and masculine charm, completely ransacked Grisa's heart.

Zayan hurriedly lowered his head, avoiding the gaze of the girl before him.

"No need, not your fault. Not intentionally either. I'm sorry, I still have a class schedule, excuse me!" Zayan passed after saying his stern words.

While Grisa, he remained unmoved, until he realized the man in front of him had left.

"Yes pardon .. What the hell am I? So shy!" grouse Grisa to herself.

While Zayan, he smiled wryly as he recalled the incident earlier. He wished someone else had called him at that time. A little girl with two pigtails who always wanted to meet him. Then he hops annoyed.

"Relight, after I'm worthy. I'll find you, Cha." Zayan raised his hand and looked at the circular object on his wrist.

***

Elsewhere, two girls were sitting in a garden. A cup of drink in each of their hands.

"Where's your lecture, Fi?"

"Just want to start, Sha ... eh, how are you? So Zay's nyari?"

Mesha smiled as he shook his head.

"I'm scared, Fi. Afraid that if he met her, he might look down on me."

"Why is that, Sha?"

"I've been married. My husband died because of me."

"Hi! It can't be, Sha. Don't infer other people's thoughts if you don't know what they're thinking."

"You match, surely we will meet again, Fi," said Mesha resigned.

"Yes, but not for effort. Same thing, Sha ...."

Mesha smiled wryly.

"Yes, Sha. I go home first yes, want to get ready to go to the city of S, visit my cousin, continue to my campus in the next city. Take care of yourself, yes!" Zafia took a goodbye after hugging Mesha.

"You too, Fi. Be careful ...."

"Whatever you're going to face here, you have to be happy Sha. I always pray for you from far away."

Then the two girls parted with smiles on their lips.

***

"We'll see you again, Mom. Are we maybe a match?"

Grisa greeted Zayan who had already stood at the campus stop. Waiting for the bus to take him home.

"What do you know about a soul mate?" sahut Zayan is expressionless.

"Smatch, Mum! Don't be so spaneng ...."

Zayan glanced over and looked at Grisa with his sharp gaze. Then the man was upset.

Grisa laughed at Zayan's behavior.

A bus stopped in front of the two of them, dropping off several passengers.

"I go first!" zayan said as he breezed away, getting into the bus.

Grisa laughed again. Heart's happy. Although his tone was so cold, but Zayan was still willing to talk to him.

"I just hope that your heart doesn't belong to anyone, Mas" Grisa murmured. Moments later, the girl got into the next bus that stopped at the stop.

Orange color in the sky of the city. Marking the day almost shifted towards the afternoon. The bus that was boarded by the two men earlier, penetrated through the city crowd. I don't know what fate the two of them will have. But soul mate, remain divine secrets.

***

As in other parts of the world, Mesha was staring at the window of his room. He remembered the words of Zafia, his friend. He should be happy, whatever happens. Suddenly the girl wants to visit the grave of her late husband Giyan.

"Sir, can Echa borrow the bike? Echa's going to Mas Gi's grave." Mesha's words made Bagas and Mayang look at each other. There were expressions of worry on the faces of the two people.

"Echa is fine, ma'am, sir. Echa just wants to look at the tomb of Mas Gi aja," said Mesha smiling.

"Oh yes already, do not be long, it is almost surup you know, Nduk," said Bagas.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you." Thank you."

Then Mesha greeted his parents, curled his long hair and raised the veil that had been draped on his shoulders.

Slowly Mesha took out his father's matic motorbike. Then, he slowly drove down the village road to the public cemetery where Giyan's body was buried.

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