GRINNED
Chapter 18: on Campus

The journey to the campus only takes about 20 minutes from home.

Arriving at the parking lot, we met with two brothers. Who else if not Haidar and Reza.

Chairman and treasurer of the committee for the rihlah tomorrow.

"Hi,"he's making a surprise. Whose voice if not Haidar's.

"What sich, why say hi... no other word what?" reply Hani with his 'berdu' tone. Which always makes us laugh.

"Assalamualaikum warohmatullahi. Ustadazah all .." said Haidar. He doesn't seem so serious. So Hani is getting sullen.

Haidar is not focused. Because he stole a look at Dinda. He looked at the clock on his wrist.

"Wa'alaikum salam warohmatullahi wabarokatuh," we replied no less excited.

"But not so many times...."

"Lha why?"

"We do not deserve to be called ustadzah" replied Hani.

"Indeed for you?!" answer Haidar. Still with his indifference, to make Hani more furious and resentful.

"Have ... already .. if you meet exactly tom and jerry dech. You guys can be fooled."Silvi tried to mediate.

"Haaaaah .." the two shouted together. Makes us all happier to flirt with both of them.

"Yuk, we go to the cafeteria first." take Reza

"All of us." asked Hani.

"Yes, it's about our recreation tomorrow."

"I go first .." said Silvi.

"Why. You're not coming?" ask Haidar seriously.

All I asked was a smile.

"I'm sorry, I can't."

"Bidden by Dinda. Not given a holiday. Tega you, Din ... Din ...?" Haidar replied with eyes always on Dinda. Haider ... Haider. I don't know what he's thinking so his eyes never get away from him.

"No. You're the one who likes to guess the no."Silvi felt uncomfortable with Haidar's words. But Dinda just smiled.

"Of course, you guys come along. Sustenance for you." replied Reza brief and sincere, diluting a matter that began to make fun. And at once Hani's face became bright beating the sun's rays were again scorching.  He also started to get dizzy seeing Haidar.

"Okay ."

"Well .. so sweet, and can eat for free. Yes, Za." said Haidar.

"Heeem wants ..." Reza replied with a murmur, making us laugh.

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Arriving at the cafeteria, we chose to sit in the right corner. Face directly to the basketball court, with mahogany trees around it. Blowing wind that blows, adds coolness. For a moment I think the caress touched the cheek. Disguising the heat from the blazing rays of the sun this afternoon. And also with the lush leaves, which shade us, it makes us more comfortable sitting together.  While enjoying a very fresh young coconut ice drink, which Haidar had just ordered.

"Enak nich. And now we're ready to listen." start dech... Hani it. Making Haidar glance at him sebel.

"Gini.. for our rihlah on Wednesday, many friends ask in the retreat.  It will be Sunday." said Reza.

"If it was, yesterday it was discussed in the group, right..?!." Nich Hani's habit of interrupting conversations. And again Haidar tried to warn him, with a glint of his sharp eyes. But what he looked at seemed not to bother and did not care.

Reza who was familiar with them, since the beginning of entering the campus, just a smile.

"Who's with 60 people. And for the setting of the place, for Muslimah Dinda who set. While the Muslims have arranged the same Haidar. And why did I bring you here Hani and Silvi...? We need people who take care of the consumption part. Don't mind, do you...?"

"God willing can." answered Silvi. Well, if the business with food containing money directly his mind so smoothly jaya. Silv ... Silv ....

"For 60 or is there something else?"ask Silvi seriously.

"God willing ustadz and his family will be invited" replied Reza

"Ustadz we're coming. No exclamation ah ...." We stopped enjoying this ice drink. And smilingly looked at the wry Haidar. And laugh together.

"Ich wants. When will you wake up?! Haider ... Haider. Cooking doesn't bring them. Taaak ... sopaaan .."replied Reza lightly and pleasantly.

"So how many?"

"Maybe 70 is enough. All the snacks you set."

"Why and what kind of cake?"

"okay."

"His financial problems are related to Haidar."

"Easy. It seems like my lecturer has come" Silvi said goodbye and left us for her lecture hall.

"It looks like my lecturer too," said Haidar anyway.

We passed from the cafeteria to each other's destination in a bit of a hurry. Including Dinda and Reza.

Unfortunately my fate is right, hastened to the lecture room, not to mention the lecturer there is no alias does not come. Grumbled Dinda inwardly in disappointment. But happy too uh ....

Enjoy it ....

He leisurely headed to a sturdy wooden bench, under an acacia tree, which was in the park, near the campus library. For a moment he fell silent and looked around with a smile. Then open the phone, choose the application of the Qur'an. Read it with a clean sliver.

All of that can not be separated from the observation of someone who had been watching him. He was the same person, who greeted him in the parking lot earlier. It's Reza.

He had long since put his heart on the girl. From the beginning of ospek, where he became a senior who guided Dinda. There was a gentle tremble growing in his heart. Dreaming of the presence of the queen in the house of his dreams. And this feeling was the first one he experienced. Considering he's not used to hanging out freely with women. His feelings were kept tight. This might be the best. Considering he's still in college, so is Dinda. So that no one knows.

He came to Dinda who was sitting alone.

"Hi Din's. What are?"

"Hi too, Reza. Relax again."

Then he closed his phone and noticed Reza who was already sitting in front of him.

"Sir Reza's empty too?"

"Yes. Suddenly the lecturer's permission."

"Just like our fate." replied Dinda.

"From now on, I've noticed that you're quiet. Why?"

The question made Dinda smile.

"No, it's me again tilawah."

"Not this, ever since you came and were in the cafeteria, you've been quiet too."

"There's nothing, brother."

"Don't lie. I've always been watching you."

Makes Dinda laugh until her teeth look white, neatly lined, and dimples cheeks. It looked so sweet in Reza's eyes.

He doesn't know what Reza really means. It was a heartfelt expression from his deepest heart.

"Males by the way. And tired too."

"Dina. You must follow?"

"God willing."

"If you don't come, there's no point in me coming."

"Lho. It can't be so, Reza. How to rely on someone's decision. Especially the chairman."

Makes Reza smile and sad. Because Dinda doesn't understand her feelings either. That's what he's been feeling all along.

"Oh yeah, can I ask you to please?"

"What, Brother?"

"Make sure Silvi's coming."

"What's wrong, brother?"

"Take it. Someone wants an acquaintance."

"Because, I will persuade you again. He said he didn't want to come."

"That's great!"

"okay."

Being the mother of others, he has often done and succeeded. But the business with his own heart, until now has not succeeded as well.

Dinda, when did you understand my feelings. His whisper so softly that even the wind could not hear him.