True Said Mamah

Chapter 8

Hurriedly Anan put on clothes and polished his thin face with natural makeup. Grumbling he put his books in his bag. Soon he put on his shoes and did not forget his glasses, then walked to the room where Mamah Yati was.

Arriving in front of the ICU room, he peeked a glimpse through the glass door. He canceled his intention to meet his mother. Not only because he was afraid of being late to campus, but also he did not want to interfere with his mama's rest.

He walked over to the nurse in front of the room.

He left his phone number, "Please call me if there is anything, sus.sister Mira" asked him to glance at the tag name attached to the nurse's clothes.

"Well miss, call Mira" said the nurse.

Anan nodded.

While running small, Anan headed towards the lobby and exited the hospital. He stopped the taxi that was about to pass.

Anan slipped his body and sat him in the back seat and then mentioned his purpose. Actually he is very fond if you have to spend money for taxi fare. He prefers to take a bus or other public transportation if he cannot use his motorbike.

Sometimes he glanced at the clock on his phone.

And I don't know how he glanced, his phone suddenly rang. He almost let go. He immediately shifted the green icon towards the top of the sign receiving the incoming call.

"Assalamualaikum. "Greetings Anan.

"Where are you, Nan, how come you haven't nyampe? Eh, Waalaikumsalam. " asked Rara in panic in whispers.

"I'm still on the road, maybe 15 minutes away" Anan replied no less panicked.

"Sir Arya was 10 minutes ago. I hope he understands. Yes, I closed it".

Their conversation was also interrupted.

"It could be a little faster no sir" asked Anan to the taxi driver.

Along the way Anan really cursed himself. If only he woke up as usual, if only he did not linger enjoying the facilities in the bathroom VVIP. And if only he had asked Rasmi to bring him his matic motorcycle. It will be a different story.

"Huf..!" Anan breathed a rough breath.

He hoped Mr. Arya would allow him to study. He wishes Mr. Arya well for today.

And sure enough, he arrived at the campus 15 minutes later. He ran back, running back to get to his room. He widened his steps as his room drew nearer. He took a deep breath and then took it out slowly. And he steadily knocked on the door.

"Excuse me sir, sorry I'm late" he said as soon as he was on the doorstep.

Arya, who was writing on the blackboard at the time, stopped the activity, then turned to the source of the sound. Likewise with students and students who are in that space. The room suddenly quiet.

Arya closed the stationery she was wearing and placed it on the table. Go a few steps forward, "I don't tolerate anyone coming late to my course" he said.

Anan did not accept it, he went forward, then said, "But sir, I.. "

"Please out!" arya's orders are unwilling to hear any reason.

Salma, Rara and Adji are very concerned about what happened to his best friend. But they can't do anything either.

In contrast to Septi, Yuli and Serli who actually smiled were satisfied with this incident.

Anan does not accept Arya's treatment of her. Boldly he went forward and hit Arya's head repeatedly with his backpack while babbling, "Bapak does not have a heart anyway, you should be horrified the reason I used to be, you should not be careless dong, I also tried not to come too late sir. If I knew you'd throw me out, I'd better not go to college today" he said.

Anan took a step back.

The deg! Netra they meet. Anan looked at her in annoyance while Arya looked at her with a difficult to interpret gaze.

Anan then turned around and ran away from the room without caring for the people who were staring at him.

Shocked, in disbelief, it was a picture of their expressions in that space.

Aryans? Don't ask, he grimaced stroking the hand he was wearing to withstand Anan's blow earlier.

The atmosphere is still quiet, until finally, "The meeting this time is over" Arya stressed.

The class was supposed to finish 45 minutes earlier because of the drama.

He grabbed his bag and left the room.

"Basar village girl, has no ethics" said Arya annoyed once in his vehicle.

"We'll see, you'll definitely come apologize to me. And when that comes, you'll see what I can do to you" he muttered in anger with a firm grip on the wheel of his car.

He also left the campus parking lot to the Wima Group company.

***

Once out of the campus area, Anan kept running and kept running. Like a possessed man, he was completely unaware that he had run hundreds of meters away.

Up to a garden chair, he sat down and cried, spilling everything. Felt fucked. Between sadness, resentment, contentment, and guilt.

He was sad because he didn't attend college today. He was upset, because of the treatment he received from Mr. Arya. He was satisfied because he could vent his frustration. But at the same time, he also felt guilty, because he had humiliated a lecturer in front of his students.

"Mah.maafin Anan's. Mamah must be ashamed to have a bar-bar boy like Anan" he said sadly, because he felt his mother would bear the shame of his actions.

"Anan will fix everything. Anan will apologize to lecturer Anan" he murmured.

In the midst of his sadness, he felt his head dizzy and his stomach ached. He also realized that since this morning he had not had breakfast.

He wiped away his tears, intending to leave the garden chair to fill his empty stomach. However, just a step he stepped his foot, he shrugged.

Grep's! Luckily, there are those who hold their body weight so as not to fall to the ground.

Half-conscious, he turned his face to someone who had just helped him. He was then seated by the person, as soon as his consciousness gradually recovered.

"You sick? I drove to the hospital" the man asked as well as offered.

"No, I'm fine" she refused.

"I just haven't eaten since morning" he said softly in embarrassment.

The man smiled faintly, then bowed his body about to lift Anan's body.

"Eh-eh.. What do you want? anan asked frantically to make the person stand up straight again.

"You're hungry, right?" he asked while clasping both his hands around his waist. And answered a slow nod by Anan.

"Well, what are you waiting for" he said, preparing to lift Anan's body back.

"Stop! I can walk by myself" Anan stopped.

"You go first" Anan said.

Anan followed the man and got into his car.

As soon as Anan sat in the front seat beside the wheel, Anan realized one thing.

"Why would I want to follow this guy?" tanyanya.

"It turns out this guy is bad, how dong.." he thought.

Because he noticed Anan's face is not clear, "Just calm, I'm not a bad person really" he said, immediately then make Anan calm.