The Times New Romance
Chapter 9: Times New Romance
Chapter 9
The Times New Romance
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Hearing the news that lecturers do not teach, may be happy news for some students whose homes are not too far from campus, but can also be a disaster for students who have come all the way to campus, he said, spend the fare, only to hear impromptu notifications from lecturers who are unable to attend.
It has been a pain of students, if the lecturer arbitrarily cancels the class without notice so that new information is obtained when all students have gathered on campus. Similarly, Ayna who snorted as soon as she heard the statistics lecturer cancel the class. If you know this he will not wake up early to prepare himself because the course starts at eight in the morning.
Zayn, Ayna, and Hari were one presentation group took advantage of the time and opportunity they gathered to prepare presentation materials. In the library, Zayn immediately divided the tasks on Ayna and Hari which were done on their respective laptops. Hari brings her own laptop, while Ayna uses Zayn's laptop. On Zayn's clear instructions, their task was quickly completed. Zayn who is considered to be the most knowledgeable about the material directly composed the materials that his group members had collected.
“My job is done, right?” tanya Day when Zayn was tidying up the materials in powerpoint. Zayn nodded, Hari was ready to go home because the motorbike he was wearing would be worn by his brother. Zayn thanked her the day before the boy left the library. Ayna and Zayn were sitting facing the window on the third floor of the library, the top floor.
Ayna occasionally notices the laptop screen, trying to learn what Zayn is doing. Although regret why Ayna entered the IT department is still attached to the heart, Ayna does not want to be labeled stupid by her friends when the presentation later.
Zayn glanced at Ayna who was sitting next to him. The girl never turned away from Zayn's work. “You can focus also on the gelatin,” said Zayn who sounded like a prick in Ayna's ear. The girl also threw away her face, preferring to see the expanse of the city seen through the Blue Campus library window.
Zayn chuckled at Ayna acting like a child. He pulled Ayna's chair to get close to her, causing her eyes to widen as her two arms came into contact. “Liatin. This is also science for you,” said Zayn while looking Ayna in the eyes. The guy also re-tidied the data by giving titles, rearranging sentences to be effective, and giving effect also colors on their powerpoint display.
Ayna ignored her heartbeat which instantly went wild. He shifted the chair to put some distance between their arms. Basic Zayn handyman mode! Ayna cursed why he was so easily complacent because of trivial things.
“You said good presentation we use what font?” ask Zayn.
“Font that is often made aja, so that it can be read clearly,” reply Ayna who was greeted with a nod of understanding by Zayn.
The guy also rolls the cursor to the font button that raises hundreds of font names. “This one, right?” tanyanya while pressing one of the names of the writing. Then he looked at Ayna who looked back at him.
“Times New .. Romance?” asked Zayn while raising his eyebrows teasingly. Ayna was flabbergasted and slapped the man's arm. Zayn also grimaced while giggling with amusement.
“Times New Roman Zayn. Not romance,” reset Ayna justifies. The girl sizzled. It could be the name of the font Zayn made a fombalan material.
Zayn still left a laugh, before saying, “If you're alone with you, Ayna, everything that seems meaningless can be special." Zayn smiled until his little eyes narrowed. “Such a font name just now that represents the togetherness of you and me.” Zayn grinned widely while continuing his work. While Ayna creeps on the chair as if sitting with other planetary creatures.
Zayn is getting more and more sane and even stranger. Ayna never thought, did Zayn really like it? Or is this just a trick to play with his heart? Ayna could not get rid of the thought that Zayn was just joking considering his attitude that was indeed happy to make jokes. Ayna has to get away from Zayn before getting caught up in the guy's game.
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Finished working on the presentation material of the information system course, Zayn permission to go to the toilet on Ayna who the girl thought was the right time for her to run away. It doesn't linger with Zayn. Because in addition to the emotions that always overflow, he does not want the gossip to spread more if people see them too often together. After making sure she was safe, Ayna slipped out of the library.
The girl breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped lightly as if he had just been released from prison, even occasionally he giggled amusedly at the reaction of Zayn who might be upset with him for leaving Zayn's belongings just like that and not obeying the boy's orders. Zayn's gonna hate him faster, isn't he?
Ayna walked around the sports hall. A stand that sells drinks in front of the building. Ayna approached the stand.
Arriving at the stand that provides various drinks as well as ice cream, Ayna immediately said that she wanted warm milk. As soon as she said her order, Ayna was surprised to see who was serving her. “Nata? What are you doing here?”
Nata. He was wearing a basketball uniform in a booth. “I keep jerking off, which sells again to the toilet.” Ayna nodded in understanding.
“So what do you want?” tanya Nata makes Ayna repeat her order.
When the stand guard returned, Nata immediately invited Ayna to enter the basketball stadium. They sat on the edge of the room while a group of basketball kids were doing practice throwing balls into the ring.
“Now is still in college, why are you playing basketball?” wonder Ayna.
“They're all my friends. Since today is empty there is no matkul, we agreed to use the basketball room. Just messing around anyway, Ay.”
Ayna. “What SME do you want to take?”
“I think I'll just take basketball, so I can exercise regularly.”
"Truly?” but Ayna did not believe it. Nata also nodded. “I also want to take the SME. I love basketball even though I'm not a jago.”
Ayna chuckles shyly. He has loved basketball since Junior High. Ayna is quite quick to learn and understand how the techniques of playing basketball correctly. Many thought Ayna was a basketball athlete during Junior High because of her shrewdness. However, when asked if Ayna would be serious about basketball, Ayna shook her head. The girl only considers sports as a hobby not her great potential.
They were both in silence. Ayna was busy watching Nata's friends play basketball while sipping warm milk poured on the cup. While Nata, still sitting resting for a moment while accompanying Ayna.
“You don't play anymore?” ask Ayna to Nata. He did not realize on his lips there was milk remaining attached, making Nata hold back a laugh. “Cock you laugh?”
“Your face is funny,” Reply Nata.
“Hah?”
Nata also stuck out his hand to clean the rest of the milk on Ayna's lips. However, not yet had his thumb pulled over, there was someone who came to suddenly pull Ayna up to stand up. Nata gasped as he raised his head, while Ayna immediately glared back at Zayn.
“Why did you leave me and even be alone here?” cerocos Zayn glanced in dislike at Nata who was slowly standing up.
Ayna snorted, “Yes it's up to me, who are you?” it was his cynicism that made Zayn glare in disbelief.
“I?” zayn said as he pointed to himself. “Tutor you,” cetus. Ayna rolled her eyeballs.
Nata who stood between them, frowned while watching Zayn. “Zayn Abhicandra?” his terkan convinced the faintly felt memories in his head.
Zayn. He noticed that the face of Nata he had just realized was not a foreign face. “Nata Baskara?” ask him in a hostile tone.
Nata smiled broadly as soon as Zayn remembered it. The guy stuck out a hand. “How are you, Zayn?”
Zayn stared at the helping hand for a few seconds and then lazily shook Nata's hand. “Very good, as always,” Answer Zayn made Nata chuckle. This guy's nature hasn't changed one bit. Keep maintaining his ego and always feel the best whenever it is.
“You know each other?” sidelines Ayna after the two guys in front of her shake hands.
Nata nodded. “We are both neighbors from SD but Zayn moved house after entering SMA.” Zayn nodded, although his expression was not as happy as Nata met an old friend.
“I go first,” say goodbye Zayn while holding Ayna's hand. Even Zayn deliberately tightened his grip between their fingers as if he was deliberately showing it to Nata. Ayna growled but could do nothing. He can only be mishandled when Zayn drags him out of the basketball stadium.
Zayn let go of Ayna's hand as soon as they walked away from the basketball stadium. “I don't like you for the same Nata. Keep him,” orders Zayn which of course does not make sense to Ayna. Who did that guy forbid this and that Ayna?
“Emang you who are you? My boyfriend? My dad? No, right? So do not have to deny me anything,” reply Ayna fierce.
“Oh is?” Zayn slid his shirt arm until it was flapped to the elbow. “Yes already, I report to your father if you are not college and even together with a guy.” Zayn turned around and galloped away. Ayna immediately caught up with him and pulled Zayn's hand to stop stepping.
“What the hell? It's not clear if you want to do everything.”
“Makanya, Ayna. Follow my request. Don't stick with Nata.”
“What's wrong, Zayn? You like me?"
"No!"
"Why then?" Ayna frowned in wonder. "You're jealous, huh?" tanyanya put on a face of disbelief.
Zayn glares. “I? Jealous of him? No, Ayna. I'm better than him in any aspect,” concluded overpede.
“Ya keep your reason what?” Ayna was tired of being close to Zayn. Zayn not only cheered his college days, but also broke into his friendship environment.
“I'm your tutor, so you have to obey me.“ Ayna. Zayn is missing. “Come, I'll take you home."
Ayna rolled her eyeballs. He refused to continue the discussion. He follows Zayn to the car park even though in his brain, he is strategizing so that Zayn immediately hates him. He thought of the brilliant idea of seeing Zayn who was furious at him this time. But he can't do it alone. He needs Nata's help.
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