Fiction Campus
SEQUENCE 12
A week after the impingement of the drama brought the chemistry of romance a little closer between me and Hajar, the heap of trouble emerged as the red rope of the story. Yes, the story I would have sent to Mus if I had been able to reach the country of kangaroos. If not, I will lose him forever.
Losing is like a broken raffia rope. You can connect it back but still it will not be the same as the bonding strength of its natural elements. If I had to choose between my best friend and my dream, then I would choose my best friend. Because this storyline irradiates me to my best friend who is also my biggest dream.
In that second of the day, the names of the scholars who escaped to Bali have performed valiantly in the small mading of our campus. And Hajar Aswad infiltrated the official in that series of names. I also got wind of news from Bung Rocky to get ready to accompany the PHBD seminar team in Bali. And Sir Batak suggested we leave along with the debate team, considering the date of the incident is not too far away.
But I refuse to go against principle. The sketch of my great romance, which has not been a six-month-old baby, gave birth to a coin of doubt on me. In my mind I crossed a sentence, “If I go there, then I will lose my own inetellectual direction. Because Hajar will be the beginning and the end for me virtually. I want his heart cavity to look for me without any intention of ever being told. I want him to be present in the shoots of success without having to be bothered by the snoring of my sweet passion for him.”
My painful decision prompted another pulse of Sir Batak. He asked me to be present in his room for the next day. As the signs of tension slipped at the base of my heart, I passed my mind on another plan. Of course, order directly with Hajar. And I made a plea to Picolo to help me once more. I fished for Hajar's openness at night near the campus cafeteria. And it happened when all my emotional forms were attached to the girl.
“I feel sister's theatrics back then were pure. Really serious.”
“Which show? In this world there is no serious drama.”
“Ada.”
“Really?”
“Showing brother while reading that poem to me. I'm female, so 80% more sensitive about reciprocal psychology.”
“You mean?”
He smiled faintly, “Kakak is the strangest man in Sumbawa.”
I was gobsmacked.
“Then you must escort home the victory from Bali. You pair with Zoro, so surely the chemistry will be more pronounced,” I said half flat. “Only ..”
“Mus says ... brother does not want to join the seminar in Bali?”
“Iya.”
“Reason?”
“You.”
“What's my fault?”
“You're not wrong anything.”
“Then?”
“Then?”
“Why don't you want to fight together? Brother doesn't want to fight with me?”
“No.”
“Ya pardon .. why is it so flat?.”
“I think you'll be fine without me.”
“Not that the problem!”
“Yes, so what? Don't discuss this.”
I started to get emotionally poisoned.
“This is a time of struggle towards the rainbow of ideals. You don't have to mix it with your feelings. And also ..”
“So you understand the reason? Then why is it still so underwrote?”
“Who?”
“You!”
“I .. hem. That's because,” Hajar lost himself more than I assumed. “Your life is not for you! Other people are also the reason your life is present. Don't be selfish!”
I have never been advised by such a great man. Instantly the sentence was thrown like a big bang explosion, Hajar gradually away from me that night. Her eruption of kindness dispelled her formal call to me. He did not mention the word ‘kakak’ again on his final ballot. And I'm still frozen. I stood in the dark and permeated something no one else could see.
And the next morning I went through the ritual of summoning it to Sir Batak's room. I dwell on a bewildered lantern. He asked me to go out and talk in the outside chair of the campus office. He immediately began a paragraph of annoyance.
“You are why? If you can write, why can't you speak? You should be present as an inner supporter for your seminar team. Mr. Umar is also disappointed in you.”
“Iya, then what? You seem to know, right?” balaku.
“What's because of that Hajar? You feel bad and weird if a ship crosses with him?”
“Bapak why can ..”
“The canteen aunt told me about the irregularities between the two of you. You and Hajar have violated a new vision you made for our campus.”
“But we just chat usual ..”
“You are, do not be as good as your intentions! Ethics you have to uphold. You didn't even say hello to you when you wanted to take you to buy concrete nails yesterday afternoon.”
“It ... I am again upset, Sir.”
“Then your relationship with Hajar, so part of your turmoil too?” Sir Batak is getting flaming.
“We only discussed myself who did not want to come to Bali. That's it!”
“Listen carefully, Bee. At any college, ethics is number one. You don't see ... The big banner that says mission vision santri character that you created in the corner outside the second floor of our campus? You should be able to better understand ethics as a student under the NW foundation, which reflects the light of the santri's character. You don't know how the students of santri fought in colonial times? You're a candidate for Bachelor of Education but don't open an ideology about it.”
I'm actually talking to a small hole deep in my heart, “I've always been worse than a psychopath in your eyes lately.”
I felt that my principles of morality and compassion for mutual understanding did not apply to him. But I do not blame his point of view on the santri character education. I may have made two good mistakes.
First, I did not come to Bali for reasons of principle. Second, I had a girl talk at night as a form of ethical perversion of our Islamic campus. Did you I just tell you that my college is religious? If you were really with me from the beginning, you would have understood without me telling you. Sorry if I'm being disrespectful to you. I'm in a daze now.
As soon as I came out of the office, that second Hajar suddenly passed me from outside and went inside. So I stopped my pace. Can you guess what's going to happen? When a few minutes a second conversation flows.
“You and Bee are the same. You will be the hope of this campus in the future, you do not understand the direction?”
I was pressured to interfere.
“But, Big Boss is just a guy who doesn't know how to leave the right ahlak,” martial Hajar for me. “He only maintains the principle of giving as much as it is much better than fighting alone to take a chance.”
“Yes, but .. you should be able to work together. Sorry if you overreacted. I just don't want you guys to be robots.”
When I thought the conversation was coming to the estuary, I went in and spontaneously pulled Hajar out. I really don't care. And we were submerged in that trough of indistinct feelings again. On the empty campus stage, we met each other without caring about the other's barking of our case.
“I and all my dreams here are solely to meet my best friend again.”
“I know, Picolo already told you all about Big Boss sister!”
I quite blushed with his tone calling out for my disguise. He wears an adorable rhythm.
“I made this mistake because of you. So don't get involved with me anymore. This moral burden let me bear it, you will not be able to.”
“But this matter asked me to come along without my own wishes. Brother doesn't understand the story?”
“Yes, sometimes I always explain something more stupid than a fool.”
“That means brother genius.”
“Oh? What kind of conclusion is that?”
"The explanation of geniuses can be difficult for average intellectuals to understand. That's because they reach out to abstract understanding and ambiguous intelligence that is invisible to geniuses.”
“What is a compliment?”
“Kakak can think of it that way. And the point is big brother so come along, right?”
“No.”
“But why? Brother still not comfortable with me?”
“Not so.”
“So?”
“I like you.”
“Oh?”
“You pretend you don't understand?”
“But ..”
“You resist the feeling of Big Bos?”
“Not so. To me, it was just a chemical substance that suddenly activated unintentionally. Rejecting your sister's chemical feelings does not mean that I do not have the same love element,” explained Hajar acting cute.
“Basic bawel! Who wants to ask you out. I just want to date you in a more divine life.”
“Hem ... Why is my language so rigid? we can't talk about that class yet, Big Bos.”
“Why? Will Sir Batak scold us for this forbidden romance?” I held back the lips that wanted to let out a small laugh. Hajar just faked his dimples.
“So, Big Boss will still be coming. Yes, I do not know clearly what kind of dream that brother fought to want to go to Melbourne and meet his brother's best friend. To be sure, I want to say that I will accept that feeling at the right time in the next life series. Then ..”
“You will also be the reason behind this story.”
“Oh?”
“Don't you say my life isn't just for me? Then you should be part of my life series heading to Melbourne. You'll be the perfect ladder. And while at the airport, do you know why I asked you not to show us our delay?”
“What?”
“Entahlah. What is clear, it is the same as the decision I am running now,” I said wisely.
“Sometimes we have to pull ourselves back like a rubber to advance forward firmer than anyone else. It was a form of fighting sincerity that was invisible.”
“Bang Alen who taught it?” tanyanya. “But for a moment, Big Boss said the stairs? I'm just a tool?”
“Eh .. not like that. You're so fucking badass, aren't you? You are indeed very suitable to participate in the debate competition with your high level of behavior,” I concluded.
“Hehe.”
And I finally heard him laugh.