Waiting End
episode 8 # RACANA
"Rin woke up and went to college again" asked me to shake his leg.
After asking my permission, Rini was able to fall asleep for a while. His face looks exhausted. You can also ride a motorcycle back from his home in the area Tell to campus almost every day he did. By exerting full concentration on the streets to survive and avoid accidents.
That's why I let him get tired. While Rini was asleep I started to pack up some of my stuff that I thought I needed this afternoon.
The rest let me make it tonight I will continue to tidy it up.
"mmm... What time is it?
" It's one o'clock, so wake up the prayer first continue to campus again there is a lecture this afternoon"
Rini woke up from her sleep moving her body to the left and right side with her hands held together over her head doing a stretch.
"Now, drink let his life return to perfection first"
"hmm. thanks yeah". The glass filled with water from my hand.
" you have prayed? " just Rini
"Already dong, dah hunted late"
"Yes, yeah.. Patience napa"
After the dhuhur prayer, Rini and I prepared to go to campus.
That afternoon despite the scorching heat hit our bodies, but we were still eager to go to campus because there was still a lecture this afternoon.
"Tafsir's lecture this afternoon? " ask Rini as if unsure
"Yes"
"You already have a copy that was asked yesterday to copy with Muna?" I asked Rini
"Already"
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When I entered the parking area I saw Olif walking into the gate, he walked in tandem with Salamah and Ettin. Apparently he just came from his house.
"Lif, you just arrived? " my reprimand was answered with a nod of the head by Olif.
"I should have looked up earlier when your stats weren't visible" I said as I walked up to Olif.
I stretched out my hand to shake hands and I threw a smile at Salamah and Ettin my old friend and happened to be a major as well.
"Bareng in angkot was the same Olif? " take me to Salamah and Ettin together
Once again just nod their heads in response
"There are statistical tasks" I continued
"Yes, I had to help my mother first my grandmother was sick so that she replaced the selling grandmother in my mother's market" Olif replied
"Oh.. What is grandma sick? " many
"His habit is to like pegel pegel plus cough and throat rasp" he explained
"And how do you cook the sale of maternity but who sell cough coughs, later the buyer stay away dong"
" Oya Lif, I've been moving this morning "
"O yes?, I may be tomorrow Thursday after finishing college directly part, but if I can't bring all the goods waiting for Sunday will be taken by the father"
"Yes ga papa, the important thing is that there has been a talk to sewah or bulik"
"Eh Rin were you the one who helped Ifa transport the goods? " don't forget to ask for Rin's fare, he just melted his scholarship" Olif led to me
"He.. He's.. He's.. I got my beef fettuciny yesterday" replied Rini
"Well, cheating I haven't been part of his fortune" laughing he glanced at me meaningfully
"Let your father still have a lot of stock in his savings Lif, "my dear
"Well, that's different... "
Our jokes came to a halt when we got in front of the same class we entered this morning
Because indeed this Tafsir course is also a lot of enthusiasts including kating kating that is left behind its value has not met the standard then it must repeat
The atmosphere started to quiet down as fantofel sounds sounded
Tok....
The step of the motherly lecturer whose face is adem when seen, began to enter the podium available in front.
Bu Tasnim yes he is a Tafsir lecturer who this time wearing a chaky brown suit and a matching color veil. The look is simple not make-up thick like an English lecturer. Thin powder and thin lipstick adorned her middle-aged face.
Ms. Tasnim began a lecture this time discussing the Quranic verse about arrogance.
The explanation is so complicated from the fragment of the book Tafsir Jalalain.
"What does al-Kibr mean? In this verse? Ask him in the middle of the time he explains
At first glance I was like I had read a photocopy shared by Muna this morning after matkul statistics.
I show my hands with confidence. "al-Kibr bi ma'na bithrul haqq wa ghamtun ill-fated" I replied "the pride is to deny the truth and demean man" I answered based on what he said just now
"True, "said ma'am Tasnim justifies my answer while giving a thumbs up.
"Alhamdulillah of the many students who attended it turns out that there are still true intentions to learn" said the professor quipped us his students.
At first glance I glanced at the kating sitting next to me, he was the last semester who took this matkul because it had once got a D and had to repeat.
He is an outspoken campus activist and often criticizes campus policies relating to student conditions. Especially about finance. He is also a theatre activist.
"Thank you Mother" I said with a shy blush because it had been praised by lecturers in front of a crowded hall that numbered more than 50 people in one class.
"I am not looking for face but I am the type of person who dares to voice a truth." My mind.
And it just so happens that this thing I mastered so what's wrong if I dare to answer yes right?
Two hours passed. One by one we got out of our seats after Tasnim left the podium.
"Sir, can I borrow your note? " said my bed that was sitting next to me because I did not know him well
Just like to see the activity when being decorated in front of the secretary and lecturer room.
"I'm sorry I don't have a notebook just a photo copy of this" while I show you the copy sheet that I hold
"Oh that? " he continued "yes it's been in papa ga so"
"Yes mas"
I walked with Rini to the racana secretariat. While Olif went straight to the boarding house Darmo to take his goods.
"Assalamualaikum, while knocking on the door that was already open, Rini and I entered the small room.
There was Fitri the chairman of Racana, Farida and a few more people behind the rattan satire that limited the reception desk and dressing room near the bathroom.
" Fa you turned out to be a pinter yes "welcome to Fitri the chairman with a handsome face and the fatherhood.
"There can be a mas genengan", I replied, "everyone can also really if the concentration of time Bu Tasnim explained" kilahku, will already be in the photocopy"
"Well that's the Fa a little thing that sometimes missed from our hearing as students" said Mas Fitri again
I just smiled broadly at his explanation.
From the slang of news that I heard mas Fitri again PDKT same mbak Farida, I think it fits the same saucy and beautiful harmoniously, but he also said that Farida did not like it because he already had a dream man who was also equally active in this race.
Yes, that is their right. Because love cannot be forced even though the face is pleasing to the eye, but it is not able to thrill everyone.
"Friends of friends should not forget that tomorrow we have a meeting to discuss the awareness of new students that are routine every year" said Mas Fitri reminded
"This is Allah" answered everyone in the room
I saw Brother Fattah, Soleh, Makin and Muflih were clearing the messy ropes, seemingly worn out.
Brother Hana who is writing behind the reception desk, I don't know what he wrote because he was the secretary of the race.
In the corner of Rini like having a serious conversation with Kak Fatiya.
This is the activity of my friend who is still active in this campus organization. They though often joke but when working they all show seriousness and average morals they are arguably stable ga neko neko.
This is the reason I chose to join here.
