
The weather today looks bright. The sky was bright even though it was still half nine in the morning. When entering a laptop, Love books, notebooks, printed reference journals and a stationery into a carry bag.
Kala's been preparing everything all night. For this first guidance, Kala should not forget anything. His image in the eyes of Mr. Grace has been ugly because he had no news for a month and a half. Do not get, at his first meeting, he gave a bad impression as well.
Riding his bike, Kala is confident. He left an hour and a half before the meeting. The reason remains the same, Kala must create a good first impression to his guidance lecturer. However, his eyes felt a bit. Kala yawned many times because of working on all this.
Last night, after Cinta came home, if you immediately open a laptop to find references to journals and previous thesis. He received more than twenty journals and ten theses that were similar to the title of his script. Then, it prints all of its reference materials to overslept. When he woke up, Kala was disappointed because the printer ran out of paper. Only six journals were printed and none of the samples were printed.
Actually Kala was disappointed. But, want to be flanked again. He must still show himself in front of the guidance lecturer if he really seriously wants to graduate this year.
Kala stopped his motorbike in front of the central campus. It's still nine. Apparently the trip from his rented to campus was very short if he did not mepet. In fact, Kala was riding his motorbike only forty kilo meters per hour. Like turtles.
Now the problem is: When confused about what to do. Look around the crowded campus. People hang out in groups on the sidewalk which is transformed into a street food stall, then move to observe the canteen which is also crowded. However, out of the hundreds of people hanging out, Kala did not recognize anyone. Finally came the idea to contact Love.
Kala took her phone in the bag, looked for a contact and was about to contact Cinta. However, remember the incident last night when Cinta caught her pointed bamboo standing, Kala became embarrassed. His fingers hung in the air as his eyes looked at Love's mobile number.
" Call..no...phone...no phone..."
Phone's vibrating. Kala glared at the name on her phone screen. Who else if not Love. Isn't it the only person who contacts Kala often just Love? But Kala was worried again. If he lifts up, will Love ever talk about it again?
" Lift.. don't.. lift... don't... lift up.... just lift up!" he said on his phone. Perhaps, if anyone saw this stupid behavior, Kala would be considered insane.
Accept.
" Hello Kala.. long ago really lift it!" Love nags. I heard a very deep breath. Love must be evaporating. Must have just woken up.
" What's up?" ask Kala pretending to be indifferent. Intentionally, so that Love considers him not a cheap man like what the woman might have imagined last night.
" It's terrible, om! again, yeah?"
Kala does not work with the temptation of Love like that, "what is it, Love?" now, Kala softened her voice and lowered her intonation.
" Is! what the hell are you. Tired of tau."
Kala's blood seemed to rise to the crown. Why is being a guy always so wrong? Hard talking wrong, soft wrong, rough wrong!
" Kala, where are you? Temenin I'm offline guidance yuk?"
Opportunity. She smiled proudly, "when?" but the tone is still cute.
" This morning it was. Eleven to twelve o'clock. At the central campus."
" okay. But, you took the angkot aja his case. I'm at the central campus."
" Seriously on the central campus? why?"
" Tutoring, Mother..."
" Can't you pick me up for a second?"
It could be twenty minutes late. And it was not good for the first impression he would build in front of his tutoring lecturer.
" Yahoo!"
" Love, I think you're riding an angkot. I have ten o'clock guidance."
" Guidance?" The intonation of Love's voice was clearly shocked. Then there was the sound of laughter echoing from Kala's phone, "i'm not wrong, right?"
If you're clucking, "if you're hearing wrong, your ears are in trouble!"
" When have you changed?"
" Since Mr. Grace I've met."
" Kala..."
" What?"
" Mister Grace already has a wife's child."
" Why if he has a wife?"
" Kala, the comparison of men and women is one in four. If you want to have a wife of four is also okay. Just don't be the same Mr. Grace."
It feels like Kala wants to slam her own phone hearing the advice from Love. What the fuck does that mean? although Kala's face is mediocre, his income is also mediocre, but his soul is still a man who likes women.
" That can't answer. Kal..."
When you cut the words Love, "Love, rather than you think nobly, you better wake up and take a shower. I'm waiting for you in the cafeteria. If you haven't arrived by ten, you wait for me in the cafeteria. Okay?"
" Y..."
Kala ended the phone call Love unilaterally. She must have cursed him many times while taking a bath. Kala doesn't care. He put his phone in a bag and drove his motorbike to the village. Not until five minutes, Kala immediately walked to the cafeteria, then looked for an empty chair. Because Kala was hungry because he had not had breakfast, he ordered fried rice for fifteen thousand servings and mineral water for three thousand.
Sit down, Kala pulled out her phone. He received five short messages from Love that he refused to open. Let the boy be independent. Putting down her phone, Kala remembered her mother's words yesterday, if Dian Miranti was her real mother. Then Kala remembered the credit card Dian Miranti had given him.
Does Kala have to trust Dian Miranti just like that and use her credit card to pay off her final semester fee shortfall? When worried, but ten million is not a small value for him who has an income of three million five hundred a month. To pay the rent, buy prepaid electricity tokens, quotas and to be sent to the village alone have been found out almost two million. The rest to eat and as much as possible save for payment.
" Mad, the rice."
Kala surprise. He let the food vendor put a plate of fried rice and a bottle of mineral water in front of him. Hungry, Kala immediately ate the fried rice in front of him greedily. Fuck who his real parents are. If indeed Dian Miranti allowed him to use her credit card, Kala would be happy to use it. Besides, he only needs ten million. There is still a limit of ten million more if Dian Miranti asks for her credit card to be returned. For the rest that he has used for payment, it may be paid off slowly.
The important thing with the Faculty is to settle first so that Kala can calmly catch up.
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