ARTELARIVAN
Ale-45
# Happy Reading #
Tarqa was in the hall of the campus with many other maba, he was sitting a bit in the corner to avoid people.
While Tarqa was only ignorant he chose to read a book of philosophy in Greek.
Not long after, the mention event began, the event was opened by the chairman of BEM, Tarqa kept his book and pay close attention to what was said by the person who introduced himself as the student president.
After the speech by several rectors and congratulations for joining the famous private university owned by his father or rather his own.
At the end of the event, the members of BEM began to invite maba to play, just to strengthen the relationship between senior and junior.
Tarqa just stared flatly at his senior who was babbling on the podium.
"Well what if we call someone to interview?" As the member of the BEM said, he looked excited.
"Yes sister" replied the female-dominated voice of the maba.
"Emmm if once we point at random yes" said the BEM member then spread his gaze around.
His eyes capture the location of Tarqa that looks aloof, do not forget the beautiful face of Tarqa which is certainly the attraction to call the child.
"The one in the corner let's go forward" he said, pointing at Tarqa.
Tarqa, who felt himself on the call, looked back and to the left right side there was no one, and then showed himself as if asking 'me?'.
"Yes" replied the BEM member.
Lazily Tarqa carrying his bag because it is impossible to leave, he does not have someone to take care of him.
Walking with a definite step, he climbed to the top of the podium without hesitation.
"Today" said the BEM member directing Tarqa to stand right next to him standing on the pulpit.
Tarqa according to it as a formality because it is still reasonable.
"Whose name?" Ask the BEM members.
"Tarqa" answered Tarqa in a hostile tone, he really does not like being seen by many people.
"Okay, Tarqa if you may know Tarqa entered the university through what route?" Ask again.
"Report" replied Tarqa.
"Graduate?"
"Business"
"okay.... So Tarqa's a rich man's son, huh?" Ask tried to make the conversation so as not to be too awkward.
Tarqa nodded, not denying that he was a rich man's son.
After Tarqa nods the atmosphere becomes a bit clumsy because Tarqa always answers short and makeshift.
"What old man Tarqa works for?" Said the BEM member.
Tarqa directly turned to him with next to the raised eyebrows.
"Incourteous" his cynical voice softly.
"What?" Ask the BEM member who seems to dislike the words of Tarqa.
Tarqa was just silent, he was lazy to see the familiar face of the person in front of him.
"The father works while the mother is at home" Tarqa replied after sighing deeply.
"Oh so Tarqa is papa's son and mama huh?"
"Hm" answer.
"OK then to end our activities today, let's all stand up and follow the Tarqa movement according to my instructions" the BEM member said.
All maba began to stand from his chair waiting for what would be instructed by the BEM members.
"OK Tarqa son papi and mami raise both hands high, others follow ya" said the member of BEM.
Tarqa glanced for a moment at the member Tarqa's face looked very unfriendly, before he began to raise his hand high up to his head.
"Look to the right"
"Hirup" Sahut.
Tanza just kept quiet without caring for the last instruction he lowered his hand staring coldly at the BEM member who seemed happy to play tricks on him.
"Brach?" Ask the BEM member with a jahiliah face, he looks chuckled lightly.
All the maba who were under the podium seemed to be laughing at their stupidity. Unlike Tarqa who really does not like the game of the BEM members.
"What is Tarqa" asked the BEM member.
"Why don't you try that too?" Tarqa.
The BEM members were confused by what Tarqa said.
"Try what?" Ask the BEM members.
"Kiss your armpits" Tarqa said.
"What's up with that?" Said.
"No, it's just that I smell some strange smell from you" Tarqa said, not forgetting that his flat face added to the annoying impression there.
Instantly the BEM member raised his hand and smelled the scent of his armpit which made all of Maba laugh at him.
The face of the BEM member appeared to be flushed with the embarrassment.
Tarqa leisurely walked down the podium to get out of the hall, ignoring the angry look directed at him.
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And this is where the two of them were wrestling around the entrance gate of the campus witnessed by many other maba.
Not to forget there is Rivan who is still faithfully carrying kia, his tall body makes kia safe from others.
Rivan stared flat at the fight seeing how his beloved nephew overcame the person who fought with him, not the slightest intention to break up.
Bukh
Bukh
Bukh
Tarqa in the top position hit the face of the BEM member who looks sprawled underneath, both faces turn blue but the face of the BEM member looks worse.
Tarqa's expensive bags and books are scattered around, the phone that Xavier just gave as a gift to enter the campus also did not escape being a victim of a fight.
Shirts that can afford an android phone look dirty and messy.
Hufft Rivan took a breath, It was a really hard day.
Tarqa stopped after the BEM member seemed unable to fight back again, he stood wiping the blood on the corner of his lips and then picked up his cell phone and books before being put in a bag.
The flat-face rails cut through the crowd that automatically stepped aside, until he did not realize that there was Rivan in front of him who was watching his movements.
"When?" Tarqa said he sped up his steps until he got right in front of Rivan, gave a hug as a greeting and in reply Rivan by wiping his dirty hair full of dust.
"You shouldn't have let him live" said Rivan, who could still be heard by the crowd.
"Come on" Rivan asks the two of them to start walking off campus towards the car park.
Tarqa sat beside the wheel after Acras moved back with Sakran.
"Who is she?" Tarqa asked the little girl in his lap.
Rivan shrugged his shoulders indifferently. And start driving the car.
"Who's brother?" Ask Kia.
"Who are you?" Tarqa.
"Kia" said Kia looking at Tarqa's eyes.
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Bye ⁇ ️