Between Me, You, And The Past
Campus

The next day, as predicted Nasha would wake up late. Yesterday his time was spent working, and in the evening Nasha did some tasks that he had not been able to do.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck..

There was a knock on the white door that read Zaina Arfha Nashafa. After a few minutes, the door was opened by the person who knocked it. Who else would have come in if not the Mother.

“Nasha, wake up 7 o'clock, he said you have a seminar today,” said Ms. Nasha after approaching and sitting on the side of Nasha's bed.

Shortly after mentioning what time it was, Nasha got up and hurriedly picked up a towel and a change of clothes, after which she went to the bathroom to perform her bathing ritual. Of course, he said he was grateful to his mother for waking him up.

Nasha's bathing ritual did not take long, about 15 minutes she was finished and out of the bathroom with clothes commonly used for college. Nasha also did not forget to do the usual worship of Muslims, although late but worship is an obligation that should not be abandoned, right? So even though the time has been missed try to keep running it.

“Mother, Nasha left firstwell. Thanks for waking up. Dah Ibu, assalamualaikum,” said Nasha as she greeted her mother.

“Ngga breakfast first Sha? Habits if you rush to be gini nih, waftaikumsalam,” said Nasha's mother while shaking her head, seeing the habit of her son if late like now.

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After taking time on the road about 40 minutes, because it had been stuck in traffic. Nasha goes straight to her best friend who is also late and waits for her to enter the seminar building.

“Zana, very long time, usually already nyampe first, very late tumben,” said Rumi who was a little upset because waiting for Nasha too long. On campus Nasha does have various names used by friends, but better known by the name Zana like his first name but minus the letter i.

Not infrequently many who call it by the name of Nasha, as in the office, only Bu Eno and also his friend who are both still in college named Rumi only those who often use the name Nasha. The rest would call her by her full first name Ziana.

“Yes sorry, I had bad luck plus the streets were jammed, and the angkot was also quite long, sorryin yah,” said Nasha as she made it clear that her best friend was not angry.

“Yaudah da already, let's go in, said the others anyway the show has not started so it is still free to go in and out, uh but mending us jajan first yu let the governor later,”

“Huh.. should we just relax datengnya, a really habit if there is an event always ngaret. Yaudah deh mending we snack first, kbetulan I was also ragasapan first,”

They also went to the minimarket next to the campus to buy some snacks and drinks, and also Nasha bought candy that is the mainstay if drowsiness began to attack. Sometimes listening to seminars is also a little boring, in addition to snacks, eating candy can also help keep the eyes focused. That's said Nasha if asked why always buy candy if the stock is up.

This seminar is related to the technology used to make an environmentally friendly construction. There are about 3 speakers from different campuses and agencies and have the same theme in making books and materials tested. Among the speakers there are those whose age is still fairly young.

The seminar took almost 8 hours, and was interrupted by a break at 12 noon.

The seminar was over and closed by questions before the time ended. Before disbanding there was also a photo session together, but basically Nasha was not too fond of taking pictures so she ran away by leaving the event site first and waiting for her best friend around the corridor near the building.

While waiting, and because Nasha was not careful on the slippery road so she almost fell if there was no one behind her who held Nasha's body from falling.

A man who was one of the speakers at the seminar had helped him. Nasha would have been grateful if only..

“ck.. can you if you are on the road eye focus and not careless like this, just troublesome,” said the man named Farzan .

“Iya sir, forgive me for bothering you earlier. But if indeed you do not want to help me you should not have to bother like that,” Nasha said to the person and just passed after.

“ck... has been helped even like that, if so I will not help earlier,” annoyed the man.

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“ck.. what the fuck is that guy, if he's not sincerely helping shouldn't have helped me earlier, hopefully I don't see that shitty guy again later, then,” Nasha grumbled along the road to a seat near the campus parking lot.

“This is Rumi where else, old photo ko very. Really habits, it was late afternoon, just ate first to the place of ramen, if long time will be hunted malem home, huh” said Nasha while adjusting her emotional breath.

On the sidelines of his grunts, Nasha saw a lot of crowds around the latest sports car parked in a special guest place. And what added made Nasha upset because there was his best friend also the person who had helped him corridor. The man was in the spotlight because of his handsome face and also the wealth he had.

“Tuu son, I wait for it from earlier even stuck there. Really made my frustration grow on this day. Look at it later he came to me gasegan reluctant to anger him,” grumbled Nasha slowly.

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“Nasha.. you know nothing, Mr. Farzan Adya Lakeswara is very handsome geezn. although his face is flat but still gangurangin good looks itulohhh, Nasha pokonya I seneng bangettt. Ehh.. ntar why that tangled face, not just okay?” rumi's words relentlessly made Nasha's annoyance grow even more.

“You I have been waiting for so long!! I was even photos of the same people, really cool. Why the hell are those guys on the bum today. Want me to say rude O Allah, astaghfirullah sabarrrrr patiencerrr,” Nasha said at length while stroking the chest.

“Lah ni son why the hell, I was there who did not talk first and most who did not talk even nanyain you, should I was the same, I should have been, why so you try gini,” annoyed Rumi.

At the end of the photo event with several boys from other classes asking for the whereabouts of Nasha, such as..

“Rumi why herself, Ziana gautikut?”

“Umii how have you been sidelined yet greet me to Nasha?”

“Rumi, Nasha how are you? Is he hankering?”

“Rumi, can I have Nasha's number?”

That's the kind of question Rumi gets. Luckily he was with his other classmates and they invited him out of the seminar building, so he could be free from answering the questions of people who were some he knew.

Most of them analyzed Rumi because she was active in several campus activities. His other classmates were also frequently asked, but they always answered that if Nasha was closer to Rumi, so he often became an impromptu speaker haha.

“Huh.. Why the hell are the people mulu? I'm sorry I know their pergepin. Next time if there is someone who says that Ziana already has and who has a person fiercely gabby I deket each other besides him. Hopefully they will understand later,” said Nasha with a rough sigh, because many ask about it. They should stay away because he is also often said to be fierce with the class. But strangely, there are curious. Why try?

“Hahaha.biasalah is fierce more interesting because haha. 'has been the trouble of getting angry constantly, mending now we go to warkop aja buy boiled noodles equal to pure milk, well would be madep bangett, mending now we are going to warkop,” said Rumi while imagining there is hot noodles by drinking pure milk cold haha.

“Judah than add kesel continues, go there,” said Nasha.

They also went to the warkop (coffee shop) that is across the campus to prop up the stomach of those who are not too hungry.