Annoying Ex-Boyfirend
Senior Campus

“Zevanna?”

The man with the undercut haircut was widening the eyes. Marvel who felt too expressive then cleared his throat to return to mediocrity. “Car lo broke down?”

“Ngak. Just a flat tire doesn't know why. Knock times, yes?” Zevanna.

“Gue there are mechanic acquaintances who can be called here to change your tires, but if you hurry, then ask the mechanic to take it to the workshop. Let you be with me.”

Zevanna's widened round eyes. His senior lecture time was indeed very anti-nonsense from the first time Zevanna knew him. “If not ngerepotin can, dong, telephoned,” he said greeted the weirdness of Marvel.

The man who tonight appeared casual with an ivory yellow sweater was immediately reached for his phone in the pocket of jeans.

Twenty minutes passed, a thin man in the typical clothes of a workshop person finally came. Marvel walked over and explained about Zevanna's flat tire.

While waiting, Zevanna invited Marvel to sit on the sidewalk. The man gave her a soda drink that happened to be purchased before finally finding Zevanna halfway through.

"Why stop the car?" ask Zevanna. On the left right of the place there was nothing, except a row of shophouses that had closed. Hence, he had negative thoughts.

"Because look at the person who seems to need help. Uh, not to mention lo."

"Shock, huh?"

Marvel chuckled, then nodded. "From childhood has been doctrin Papa to nolong people while able. Know for yourself, my grandfather was both a girl. So, suppose that if I do good, I also get good from others when they are in trouble."

"Such a good boy."

Again, a slow laugh of Marvel was on the air. “What's busy now?” his question with his head turned to the girl who was now focusing on the crowd.

“Busy toy brushes. Lo?” Zevanna asked back. This time the girl looked at the man next to her.

“Painting?"

"Nope. Make up artist."

"Oohh ...." Marvel's lips are rounded. "Gue again mengerintis small business together with temen."

Zevanna. Not at all surprised by what Marvel said considering the family of thin mustachioed men have also been in the business world for a long time.

When asked where Zevanna knew, the girl knew because they were an organization in college. Although not long because Marvel opted out because it had begun to enter the final semesters, but they were fairly close. At least the two have been on both roads several times. Zevanna was once interested in Marvel. However, as the time goes by where both are equally busy and the intensity of meeting is getting rare or even non-existent making the feeling slowly disappear.

They moved when the tires of Zevanna car finished replaced. Unfortunately, when he wanted to pay the nominal mentioned by the mechanic, Zevanna had to grimace to see the cash in his wallet was not enough.

“Gue no.” Like a true hero, Marvel spent some money and then paid the total cost that should be Zevanna's responsibility.

The atmosphere was suddenly awkward for Zevanna after the mechanic had left. “Gue change this abis, Sis,” said he was not feeling well.

“How about instead with your phone number lo?” Marvel put the phone on and it's no longer locked.

Zevanna was gawking. His eyes took turns staring at Marvel and the flat object in the man's hand that he had not yet received.

“Nothing if objection.” Marvel was about to pocket the phone back, but suddenly Zevanna took it out of her hands.

“No objection, kok.” The girl typed in her number, then returned Marvel's phone.

“Thanks.”

Zevanna just nodded, then got into her car.

***

Astrid's mouthful filled Zevanna's ears upon her arrival at a Japanese restaurant in a mall.

Yes, indeed who would not tamper if the wait is almost an hour late?

Zevanna can only show off her neat rows of white teeth the result of wearing stirrups for years. “Ban car I deflated earlier. Don't be angry, dong. Don't pity me what?” He welcomes. Afraid that Astrid would abandon her intention to treat him. Not what, Zevanna if you have eaten sushi does like to flutter to the point that the ATM was once broken. Understandably, the contents are not much.

“Iya, yes. Patience, gih. Then I passed out again,” Astrid said, then ate her last sushi.

Zevanna snorted annoyed. Only after his mood felt better did he call the waitress and mention her order.

“Lo not given how many years, anyway?” astrid asked, still surprised to hear Zevanna ordering a meal seabrek. They were friends from the beginning of college.

“Seabad.” Zevanna answered. He was busy typing a message to his father who was still worried. Especially when Zevanna said her car broke down. Adrian immediately offered his daughter to exchange her old car for a newer one. Which was immediately rejected outright by Zevanna because the girl will buy a car with her own efforts that somehow will be done.

Astrid was messing around with her phone when Zevanna finished arguing with her father via a chat app. Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, he chose to eat an assortment of freshly served sushi.

Zevanna ate it voraciously considering she wasn't eating lunch because Jayden somehow worked as her mother's photographer.

“Lo seems like it hasn't really eaten a century, huh? Wh why? Brother Prissy don't give you time to eat?” Astrid flocked to Zevanna as soon as the affair with her phone was done.

“Ngak. This afternoon, he ate aja,”, said Zevanna did not want to tell about Jayden who returned to his life.

“Lo's habits! Anyway yes, Ze,” Astrid justifies her sitting position, “lo why not open your own makeup services, anyway? It's delicious, especially if you have a certificate of the results of the course first,” he said, then put a sushi belonging to Zevanna in his mouth.

Zevanna's hand movement to take sushi was stopped when she heard the spark of Astrid's idea which she had been craving for a long time. “Although I have already got a certificate, I am still very amateuran. Lo know myself I used to date more than the course.”

“Oh, yes.” Astrid whinesan. “Until I forget I'm with Jayden. Can you move on yet lo from him?” This time the Bandung-born girl really laughed.

Zevanna's mind growled, while her lips were pursed. But, speaking of men, he remembered his guardian angel a few tens of minutes ago. “Thank you who nolongin me when my car tires deflated earlier?”

“Cih! Issue transfer.” Astrid sneered, then finished off her half-living drink.

“Lo wouldn't believe me if I mentioned his name. Cepetan guess!” zevanna did not care about Astrid.

“Who is it?” Inevitably, Astrid becomes curious because it seems that helping Zevanna is quite important. It doesn't matter who it is, but Astrid is really into it after her best friend mentions a few clues.

“Kak Marvel!”

“Kak Marvel? Marvel Nuka Lesmana?” Astrid mentioned her senior name on campus first.

Zevanna nodded steadily. “Yup.”

“Kok, can?” astrid asked half in disbelief.

“Yes, can be. Nothing is impossible in this world if God has willed.” Zevanna said wisely.

Astrid immediately became nauseous hearing it.

“Tadi, because my cash is less, Sister Marvel also pay. He also asked for my phone number. He hasn't changed, yes, in the past. Attention.” Zevanna with chin support. Remembering his moment of closeness to Marvel a few years ago made him smile himself.

Astrid looked at her best friend in horror. “So, you don't want to discuss Jayden again because Kak Marvel already noolongin continue to pay the cost of changing the car tires?”

“No, lah!” Zevanna dodged quickly.

Astrid laughed again and again. “Gag? So now you're ngarepin both? Who's fast he got that?”

Zevanna's head pulsated. It's hard to have friends whose lives are so purposeful, but come to think of it why could it fit this way? Marvel re-emerged into his life as he was messing around with Jayden who seemed close to his mother. Did God just send someone who might be treating Jayden's heartache? I don't know, clearly Zevanna must go home before her brain is contaminated by Astrid's words that will only make her more dizzy.