When Love Teases

1. Firstborn

" What's your name?"

" Kala Adiguna, sir."

" Tomorrow you direct guidance with me. Ten in the morning, no late. At the central campus! Next one..."

Kala exhaled his bated breath while clicking the 'stop share screen' menu on his laptop screen. He no longer listened to what the middle-aged man in the laptop said and chose to press the 'mute' symbol and 'stop the video'.

This is the first time Kala has followed online guidance after submitting the title of a thesis proposal that is still abstract. It was about a month and a half after the title was received.

When his fellow mentors had been revised many times, even the most famous person on campus, his proposal from Chapter one to Chapter three was slightly acc, Kala was busy thinking about how he could pay all the bills from the Faculty this semester. The value is no joke. Twelve million rupiah. While Kala has just paid no more than two million as a requirement to submit a thesis title.

Apparently, wanting higher education is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand. Kala got rid of his laptop and broke down his body. While listening to the words of Mr. Rahmat as his guidance lecturer, as much as possible. Mind whizzing. Take a walk at a time when he finished his High School well.

Look, Kala was once popular during school. As time went on, Kala dimmed like a lifeless firefly. When he wants to continue his education, at least one level higher than the majority of people, Kala can not be like before. Kala should know, if the fate is not like those who can continue college at the cost of parents. Registering - leaving every day - being paid and pocket money - live a peaceful life. In fact, Kala can't be like that. Kala had to give up his first year after graduating from High School to work to help the family economy which is very bad if only rely on his father who five years ago was thirty-eight years old. Everyday only rely on money from maintaining parking in front of the minimarket or if there is work, his father will join the contractor and work as a porters building.

As a first child, especially a man, Kala felt he could not be selfish. Three sister. All female. The first was named Lila who is now in third grade High School, Raya still sits in second grade Junior High School and Vita who is still fifth grade Elementary School. They, including Kala, live from his father's money which is a little helped by his mother selling rice every morning in front of the house.

" Little!"

I heard the cry, but he was silent. Know if ignored even a flirtatious woman named Cinta it will go into the rent of three rooms with a rental price of seven hundred and fifty thousand a month. When closed his eyes, he no longer heard the voice of Mr. Grace roaring on his laptop.

" Light! I brought you the DKV books!"

Kala just glanced at the woman without interest. As Kala has always believed, Cinta has thrown a paper bag bearing the name of a famous bookstore in Indonesia and sits berserk next to it.

" Kala, wake up! Don't pretend to be asleep. I brought ice."

Kala opened her eyes, feeling a chill on her cheeks, "Love! it can't be ordinary."

Love laughs. That woman is so. He is a year younger than Kala. Twenty-two and twenty-one Love. But, the behavior of Love really does not show if he is already in his twenties.

" Now, for you."

He changed his position to sit. He received a small cup of ice capucino cincau for five thousand in front of the alley. For students who wander and have mediocre money, five thousand drinks are more than enough.

" What book?" Kala glanced at the paper bag that Love had brought. Not intending to open its contents that are confusing.

" That's a DKV book, make it help compose your second chapter later," Love commented with a smile. His face was invisible when he was twenty-one years old. His large eyes, his huge nose and thin lips, as well as his plain facial expression made him look like a fifteen-year-old child.

" Chapter one is not yet!"

" Yes... Why? you are males!"

Not males, but demanded the campus to complete the payment! Busy work, so no time to prepare.

" Kala... anyways why the hell did you study in a complicated major?"

Kala pulls a paper bag containing books about DKV (Visual Communication Design) giving Love. Three books that he heard about quite often. Kala glared at the price listed on the back of the book. Two hundred thousand, one hundred and fifty thousand and one hundred and seventy-nine thousand. Love sure all these books are for him?

" This is for me?" Kala. He was not too sure Love bought these books with his money. Considering that the woman is not a descendant of a very rich family. You could say a simple family who diligently in entrepreneurship to produce decent results for the cost of education of their children.

Love nodded, "for whom else is Kala."

" Stttt, no comments."

" Love... Where do you get money?"

The woman smiled and looked at the ignorant Kala, "you want to know so much?"

" Yes already. I don't want to accept it!"

" Eh. yes. I just got an honorific from one of the media."

Kala turned his back, "when did you write?"

" A month ago."

Kala looked at the woman next to him in wonder. Not all this time, Love is not interested in any field? If he is now studying Communication Science, it is because Love does not want to enter the boring economy. Even Cinta once admitted if he had absolutely no talent and interest in every course that he was obliged to follow.

" Great, right?"

" Great!" Kala scrambled the bangs of Love that had just been combed with her own fingers.

" Kala, mess!" Love Protest.

Kala didn't listen. It even becomes more by shuffling the curls of the back of Love. Makes the owner yell angrily and hit Kala's arm.

" It hurts!"

" Bodo very. Why so jail?"

Laughing, "hobby."

Love hits Kala's arm again, chattering about her script proposal that is almost done. Her royal mentor lecturer. His guidance friends asked a lot. And himself who complained about getting bored of college. Want to graduate soon. The soon!

Same with Kala. If you want that, Kala must be more active in finding money. He had to pursue overtime targets in his part-time workplace and pursue others assembling his research background that had not even been thought of.

The voice of Love disappeared when suddenly the door of his contract was knocked on by someone. The voice of the man saying 'excuse' made him and Love look at each other.

As a mediocre student, Kala does not hang out with his classmates if not too necessary. So, he does not have many friends who are willing to bother playing to his contract if there is no want.

Stand up and walk towards the door. Behind him, Love follows. Kala was more confused when he saw two large and burly men staring intently at him. Kala glanced at Cinta, trying to ask if she had any debts to the dealer until the debt collector charged to her residence?

" Any Adiguna?" Ask a bald-headed man.

" Yes, I'm alone."

" Can we come to the office?"

" The police station?"

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