When Love Should Choose

Nia's introduction to Hansen

Chapter 17

“Hai...,” a voice greeted beside her as Nia was engrossed in looking at her fingers while daydreaming.

Nia raised her head, looking to the side. He saw, a male student just sat on the chair beside him while throwing a smile.

The guy has glasses minus, but his face looks handsome, clean white, and smooth. Innocent's look, Nia's opinion was so seen.

“Hai too,” reply Nia while throwing a friendly smile.

“Include, I'm Hansen,” he said, thrusting the opening palm towards Nia.

Nia seemed to think for a while before welcoming her helping hand, “Hansen, I'm Nia,” she said.

Hansen. Every time he met someone, be it a boy or a girl, they would just say their own name, never repeating the name of the person who introduced themselves first. That girl said, “Hansen, I'm Nia.” First impression, stupefied.

Hansen shone at Nia's hand. The girl's hands were soft and fragrant. He noticed Nia's face that looked beautiful in the middle of her long hair that was unraveling. The hair also looks so soft and seductive.

“Ehm-ehm,” Hansen pulled his hand when he woke up a little long holding Nia's hand while shaking hands earlier. “Sorry, first get acquainted, so a bit nervous,” he said.

Nia shakes. “No, really, normal,” smile Nia.

Hansen sat beside Nia, not moving from his seat until the bell came in. Previously, they talked about common things, such as Hansen asking where Nia lived, where her High School used to be, who to campus with, and some other questions.

Nia answered honestly with nothing covered up. Nia herself did not ask anything related to Hansen, as she felt it had nothing to do with him. Perhaps he will ask Hansen later if there is anything he does not understand about their course or campus.

The first course is Introduction to Economic Sciences I as they take the Faculty of Economics. The lecturer who entered was a beautiful woman with minus glasses, probably in her 30s.

Nia listened to the lecturer's explanation attentively. Not one bit he wants to miss it because he does not want to waste the tuition that has been paid Om Vishnu.

Introduction to Economic Sciences I 3 les, after which the bell breaks.

“You copied all the explanation of the lecturer earlier?” hansen asked curiously, looking at Nia's notebook that looked full of scribbles.

“Iya, Hansen, none of which I missed,” said Nia. His head looked down at his notebook.

“Wah, your copy is so many,” Hansen reached out his hand, held Nia's notebook and tried to count sheet by sheet filled with Nia's writing. “One, two, three, four, five, six.”.

“You want to borrow?” Nia raised her head suddenly, looking to the side.

Surprised, Nia looked at him suddenly with one offer, Hansen was wailing.

“You want to lend me?” hansen asked in disbelief.

“Iya, but copy it here now, do not take it home because tonight I want to read it and learn it,” said Nia.

“Wah, means I can not rest, dong?” hansen. “In the meantime also next course. My time is suspended so?” hansen's protest seemed to object.

Nia fell silent, fondling for a moment. “Yes, lend it to you, but have to turn it back tomorrow, yes!” the message.

“Well, so, dong!” hansen is happy.

Nia kept her pen in a pencil case in the bag.

Looking at Nia's movements, Hansen said, “Nevent need to be saved first, will soon enter another course and must record again with the pen.”

“Nnothing, just saved first so as not to be scattered to the floor later,” said Nia.

“Oh...,” Hansen feels, Nia is a diligent, caring, friendly, and meticulous person. Good too

of course, otherwise, the girl would not have lent her notes on the first day of her acquaintance.

“Come, we're out of class for a short walk,” Hansen.

“Exit class? Where are you going?” ask Nia.

“Ke corridor is also okay, take a walk while refreshing the mind,” said Hansen.

Nia accompanied Hansen out of the classroom and took a walk in the corridor. They stopped on the 2nd floor balcony, looking down and into the other faculty buildings opposite it.

“Vast of this campus, Hansen,” says Nia.

“Our campus, Nia,” reply Hansen.

“Iya, our campus,” smile Nia.

Nia's eyes looked far ahead, looking at the crowd of students who still seemed crowded pacing around the campus and in the corridor. It turns out the picture of the campus is like this and the lecture feels like this, said Nia's heart.

“You've had breakfast?” ask Hansen.

“Already at home,” replied Nia.

“You haven't had breakfast yet, huh?”

“He-eh. Already, anyway. Just feeling hungry again now. Yuk, we find snacks below, would you like?” bring Hansen.

“Lonceng in still a long time, yes?”

“Yes, enough time to find snacks below."

“Come,” break up Nia.

They walked side by side down the 2nd floor corridor, calling out to the crowd and crowd.

Nia could feel, Hansen was a caring, gentle, and loving man. It fits well with his favorite type of man.

Their steps reached outside the building. Hansen approached a seller of fried noodles, ordering 2 servings, for himself and for Nia.

“Lho, how to order 2 servings? I've eaten, Hansen, ” said Nia.

“Neither, Nia, the fried noodles are small portions only. Eat again a little bit okay, will not make you fat, even increase nutrition so you get smarter,” as long as Hansen.

“Smart? How do you know I'm smart?” nia Goda.

“Yes, from the way you copied the teacher's explanation, from your gestures, your writing, your words, your views.”.

“Wah, well, it turns out you have already rated me so far,” laughs Nia. “I lost, deh!”

“Smart people are hard to beat,” Hansen winks one eye.

Nia laughed again. So easily Hansen made her laugh. His heart felt comfortable being near Hansen, there was not the slightest worry or fear like when with Ardian who was easily emotional.

Although Ardian's attitude has been a bit patient lately, but Nia still feels she always has to be careful of him, afraid of misspeaking provoke his emotions. After all, this Hansen was like someone he had known for a long time, understanding himself.

Casually, Nia sat beside Hansen, in the chair of the owner of the fried noodle snack whose merchandise was being tasted by a pair of newly acquainted people but already seemed familiar.

“Nak no fried noodles?” ask Hansen.

“Wow, so good!” praise Nia while showing her thumb.

“Add again, yes?” tawar Hansen's.

“No, Hansen, just one serving. Love me. Anyway, you want the bells in, don't you? Later we are late.”

Hansen finished his meal with Nia. When finished, he paid to the brother of the seller of fried noodles 2 dishes they ate.

“Still, Hansen, already treated,” said Nia got up from her seat. “Tomorrow I treat you,” promise.

“Hmmm... Yes tomorrow you are the one who bought?” hansen.

Actually, it is not a matter of agreement that is important to him, but if the girl says tomorrow she is the one who treats, it means she still wants to continue the friendship with Hansen even with him to eat together.

“Iya, yes, but tomorrow we find another snack again. Tomorrow again you are the treat, tomorrow then I, and so on,” jokes Nia while laughing, not realizing that the words were made Hansen like a promise, the girl will continue with him.

While walking together, Hansen noticed that there was a small fried noodle that touched the corner of the girl's lips. “Wait a moment,” he said until Nia stopped her steps for a moment in wonder.

Hansen took out a piece of tissue from inside his shirt pocket, pointed it at Nia's face and carefully wiped the rest of the fried noodles attached to the corner of Nia's lips. “Nah, already,” said after cleaning.

Nia was fixated, not expecting the guy to wrap the corners of her lips with a tissue. Although it was done politely and carefully, but did not mind Nia choked as well.

“Come, we go,” smile Hansen.

Nia smiled, even though this time it was a bit forced.

The incoming bell rang along with the steps of those who reached the classroom. Sitting back as before, Nia and Hansen waited for the next lecturer to enter.

As if forgetting the incident earlier, Nia and Hansen again chatted excitedly accompanied by a joke. For some reason, Nia laughed so easily when she was with Hansen. Moreover, the guy is also smart to provoke his laughter with funny stories and his own laughter that is so loose.

“Seru once befriended you, Hansen,” praise Nia honestly.

“Seru? Hmmm... That's it, Nia? No other compliments?” fishing rod Hansen tease.

“Iya, exciting!” Nia nodded.

They then stopped talking when the next lecturer entered and started teaching. Again, Nia watched painstakingly and copied herself the lecturer's explanation.

This time, Hansen competed with Nia to copy the lecturer's explanation, so that when the lecturer finished teaching, the number of note sheets was not inferior to Nia.

“Wah, it turns out that you can copy yourself as well quickly,” Nia said when the bell came home rang.

“Yes, dong! After seeing you, I imitated you,” Hansen replied honestly.

His words were very pleasing to Nia. For several hours with Hansen, I don't know how many times Hansen said words of praise that made Nia's heart feel fresh and flowery.

For an instant, Nia seemed to forget about Ardian who never gave her a compliment let alone please her heart with sweet words.

“I'll take you home, Nia?” tawar Hansen's. “I have my own car,” he said.

Nia remembered Ardian suddenly and then shook her head, “No need, Hansen, I came and went home with this friend. We stay home.”

“Oh..,” hiss Hansen. Indeed, Hansen asked Nia who came to campus with, he said with a friend who he was riding in his house while in Medan. Hansen thought, it must be a girl friend, the daughter of his mother's best friend perhaps. Otherwise, time to allow Nia to stay at her house?

Or Nia boarding at her house? guess Hansen.

Never imagined by Hansen, if suddenly came a tall burly man entering his class and directly approached Nia, it was the friend in question.

“It's done, Nia?” ardian asked as he looked at Nia who was putting her writing utensils and books into the bag.

“Iya, Ardi. We're going home now, huh?” Nia.

Because she was busy cleaning her things, Nia did not see the change in the face of Hansen who was still nearby. Mimik was surprised to see Ardian's presence.

Nia got up from her seat, looking down at the chair in case anyone was scattered. Feeling that everything had entered his bag, he rushed to follow Ardian's footsteps who had moved away. He still turned his head for a moment waving to Hansen who was standing wide.

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