FAITHFULLY YOURS (BSBB)
Chapter 7

...Chapter 7 | Faithfully Yours...

A reluctance to do anything is haunting. This mood fell so far to the bottom. The number of problems like this now makes me want to vent it on sleep all day. Is correct. Just sleeping. I don't even want to wake up anymore. Forever.

But how can we rest? Last night I could not sleep well because of the thinness of the mattress in this room. I saw the clock on the phone showing at 07:30 in the morning. Mia in me wanted a fool with the continuation of the Final Task, but Mellyssa would not let that happen.

Finally, I got up from the bed, rushed to take a shower, and got ready. "Please God, give me a good teaching instructor" I asked out of the worst room while clinging to the index and middle fingers.

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It has been a week since I submitted the change of lecturer guidance counselor form at that time. Thank goodness my request was accepted. Today at ten in the morning, I was already on campus to receive the direction from the Head Prodi. Bu Yulia's room was very neat and clean, as well as many good books in her personal library. Sometimes I borrow books from him.

In the explanation on the form, I wrote Mr. Dendy as my previous guidance lecturer had a very busy so that the consultation could not go well. I'm pretty good at writing that. If only I had written for abusing me, could you imagine how embarrassed he was? Bu Yulia also seemed to understand my decision to ask for a change of lecturer. Did he know that Mr. Dendy likes to tease his students?

"The other friends may have compiled the initial chapter, you just asked for a replacement dosbing," said Bu Yulia.

"Yes, Mom. I was forced because the consultation process went in place. I actually want to quickly complete the Final Task, too" I replied.

"Yes, it's okay. Currently the lecturer who still has free time is only Mr. Hansel," said Bu Yulia while presenting a decision letter. I read it and in the letter was the name of my new supervising lecturer, Mr. Hansel Andarsa, A.Md., Par., MBA. The new lecturer at the college seems to be, because his name is so foreign to my ears.

"Yuk, come with me. I delivered it to him," continued Bu Yulia leading in front of me.

We went to the lecturer room. To be honest, I'm more comfortable if the room is joined, because I don't need to feel anxious if events like being with Mr. Dendy happen again.

DEGGS!!

I passed Mr. Dendy's room. Just muttering inwardly, that person had already glared at me from inside the room before finally the door was closed by a student. As if he knew I was cursing him. Huh, her gaze sucks.

I hastened the step of aligning the position with Bu Yulia. We went down the stairs and turned to the right. Put us in the lecturers' room. As I circulated my gaze, my eyes stopped on a not-so-stranger-looking man. And now, Ms. Yulia directed me right at that person.

"Good morning, Mr. Hansel," Bu Yulia said to the man. Apparently, he was the owner of the car I hit in the parking lot at that time. Wait. So, he's a lecturer here? Since when? Why did I just find out? Finish my history.

"Mom Yulia, good morning," replied Mr. Hansel kindly, standing up from his chair welcoming us. This man is young. Could it be around 28-30 years old? Her brown hair was neatly combed. His eyes were slightly narrow and his body was indeed high from this close distance.

God, why am I paying attention to such detail? Hopefully he doesn't recognize me. I hid behind Bu Yulia's body that was five centimeters taller than me.

"Sorry to interrupt, sir. Some time ago, Mr. Hansel had received a letter of decision to change lecturers, right? Today I want to bring a student who will guide Mr. Hansel," explained Ms. Yulia, making me listen. Oh so, Mr Hansel is going to be a substitute lecturer for Mr Dendy?

"Mellyssa, this is Mr. Hansel, your new tutor. Mr. Hansel, this is Mellyssa, a final semester student in Hospitality. Please help, sir," said Bu Yulia.

I poked out from behind Bu Yulia and greeted Mr. Hansel awkwardly. "P-morning, Sir. I'm Mellyssa." I bowed my head in a sign of respect. Hopefully he doesn't remember me.

"Oh, you. Hello," said. From that answer, he clearly recognized me. Mr. Hansel who seemed to recognize me. "In my hands, you have to pass immediately, yes," said Mr. Hansel, who holds a silver pen.

"Ready, sir," I replied.

Ms. Yulia let me leave after delivering me to Mr. Hansel. Mr. Hansel asked me about where I was interning, what I learned there, and what issues I was interested in raising to be research materials in the Final Project.

It didn't feel like we had been talking for nearly an hour. Mr. Hansel is the type of person who is easily familiar with others. One question came to me that made me think.

"Rather, if you become a hotel owner or say as a hotel manager, what will you do to advance your business?" tanyakanya. This question is easy for me to answer which seems to remind me of my dreams so far.

"I want to have a hotel or at least a guesthouse that is a comfortable stopover that is always awaited by visitors. I don't know where it is. I want the hotel or inn that I manage to provide the best service and also have a unique and memorable. So, it can be remembered by visitors. So, if one day they visit the city, they will definitely stay at my hotel again" I replied.

Mr. Hansel smiled. "Nice. Real nice. You seem to know what you have to do" praised Mr. Hansel. "If students think, the campus is asking them for an internship just to train them to be a hotelier, then they are wrong. Precisely, by learning the management, who knows someday you will have your own lodging business," he added flicking his fingers.

Yes, I dream like that too, sir. How could you know? "Again, sir." I smiled broadly. Hence, I must immediately compile this Final Task and pass satisfactorily. Then, I will apply for a job at a prestigious hotel to live directly through the intricacies of the hospitality business. How do you know, when good luck comes, I could have set up a hotel. Ah, just dream first, hopefully can be accomplished.

"Business Strategy Analysis in Improving Services and Image of Hotel Lumiera Jakarta. How, Sir? Can I submit this title as my research material? I've made sure there's no title in common with this" I said.

"If there is no title in common, then you can continue. Let's try," replied Mr. Hansel in support. He also gave a piece of paper the title submission form that should be quizzed.

Holy hooch! Why not change lecturers from the past, anyway?? One meeting, my title was accepted immediately? Can quickly complete my Final Task. I filled out the title of my chosen Final Task on that sheet and Mr. Hansel signed it.

"Thank you, Mr. Hansel. Thank you very much. I've wasted a lot of time. I have to graduate on time" I said thank you. After the consultation ended, I asked Mr. Hansel's contact number to more easily contact him when there was something he wanted to ask.

Leaving the lecturers room with a very happy heart, I occasionally speed up my steps as I descended the stairs to the parking lot. However, this bright smile seemed to be erased instantly when I saw a familiar figure standing next to the car.

"Ha-hello, Mel..," she awkwardly waved her hand.

I'm glaring. Really passing Rara made my mood instantly change. "You want what, lo?" I just don't want to make up at all.

"Gue's already making 10 million for you, Mel. Change it yesterday." Rara handed me a brown envelope. "The rest I'll take to the bottom."

"No need. Consider me apes again. Anyway it must be the money that you pinjem from Mami lo. It's enough repotin me, do not need more lo repotin parents," I refuse rude.

"Please, please accept. Consider it Adel's tuition in the next few months." Rara pleaded.

I thought for a moment. Yeah, that's right, anyway. I can't deny that I really need it. "OKAY. I take it," I take the envelope, "Adel's school money is important to me. Thanks. Now, move. I want to go home."

"Where to go? The apartment can stay until the end of the month. After that, we look for a contract," Rara asked.

"Oh, so this is what I mean by nyamperin? Want to share the contract payment, then? NO. Whatever you want, far from my life, I don't want to live with a con. It was a long time ago, yeah. A lot more important than you," I said reasoned, got in the car and left.

I'm still very angry at Rara. He was too careless for money. If only we hadn't cheated that investment, now I still have savings. In fact, previously I had also loaned money for the birth of Mas Agung's son. I really need money right now.

A cat that just passed by made me surprised and braked suddenly. My bag fell on the floor of the car and it was scattered. "Crazy! Almost aja! I left the car to pick up some scattered stuff. I accidentally saw the business card Ms. Grace gave me. I was silent for a moment before finally deciding to visit there later tonight to just talk. I want to know how he was after that bad day.

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