Husband's Regret: I'm Not a Little Child
Coed

That morning, the sun was shining brightly, there was no fog or cloudy, let alone a speck of rain. What feels just the touch of the warm sun drives away the lazy cells that reside in you.

What felt in Nila's heart was just the spirit, the spirit of living the morning and starting his new sheet. The new sheet bears the status of a student, the tub rises one stage, opens the window and sees the outside world she never stepped into.

Nila's high school education abroad in a strict boarding school, should be continued like Hanan. But Nila decided to go home. Turn home hoping to be close to family and live a normal life, Nila turned out to continue in parent boarding school Rendi, even tighter.

So even though Nila has been 6 years away from people

old, this was the first time, Nila would lead a wider, more diverse life, and one that was definitely in a more mature state.

Nila was already dressed neatly, not much to wear makeup polish because Nila was not used to make up, she was not used to make up, only face cream that nourishes the skin is also sun protection that protects the skin to stay healthy.

She also doesn't wear perfume. Nila knows, she does not want to be too flashy with fragrances in public forging that many of the opposite sex, which will actually cause negative things. Nila only wears deodorant so that the smell of sweat does not harm others.

Nila taught the important is not dirty, just wear fragrant clothes from the maid who has mixed it when ironing. Though expensive perfumes lined up in his closet, let alone a collection owned by Orange, already welcome to Nila. Make Nila it for later when she is married, also gather with her family and closest friends.

The appearance is so simple even though Nila was born from a conglomerate family, because Nila only wears a plain white shirt, a black skirt and a rectangular hijab that covers almost all of her chest and stomach. The clothes were indeed a rule for the first 3 days they would be oriented along with their level older brother. Even so, all that simplicity does not discourage the charm of Nila, which is so ayu and soothing when viewed.

After almost 2 weeks, Nila and the new students wait, now finally arrived Nila began the lecture.

Previously they had indeed left for campus to re-list students, also taking care of related administrative and some socialization costs. But it was a different moment, because there was no interaction between students and lecturers. More to meet the administration also accompanied by parents.

Today, the first day Nila will enter as a first semester student, enter the classroom learning, and gather with other students.

"Ba..," said Nila slowly.

"Yes, Naak?" baba answered.

The first day of college, Baba Ardi though old does not want to miss the precious moment putrinyq. Baba takes Nila before she goes to the office. Now they are sitting next to each other in that big car for billions.

Nila also grasped a warm and strong hand, which was always out of her affection.

"Ba. As Nila often pinta and convey to Baba. Believe me the same Nila. Nila doesn't want to be like Kak Jingga. There is no need for a bodyguard or eye-to-eye" Nila said gently as she stroked Baba's hand.

Nila knows how Babanya is. Throughout the day each time they were together, Baba always gave lectures at length times high to Nila to take care of themselves, not fall into the wrong company or fall in love with the wrong person, he said, must tell if there is bullying or who is not nice to Nila, also offer a bodyguard like Jingga used to be.

But Nila did not want to be like an orange. Even Nila did not want to show herself Princess Gunawijaya. Nila wanted to write her own story. That's why he asked Babanya for understanding.

Of course Baba was treated like it was being touched. Nila is indeed different from Orange in terms of speaking words and asking. Baba smiled and nodded.

"Yes Nak. Baba believes Baba believes Baba's son can take care of himself. Baba is just too dear to the daughter of Baba, Baba does not want you, Sis Jingga or Vio to hurt or cry because of others. But you guys are apparently Buna's kids. You are exactly like your Buna, prefer to be independent, actually Baba does not like, Baba so looks useless," said Baba so melow.

"Baa... Who said Baba was useless? Baba is the coolest dad in the world to Nila. Buna is also in love with Baba," replied Nila encouraging Baba

"Kc.... Baba's Message. Later if you meet a soul mate, with your husband, promise a little, do not be too independent!" baba said again.

"Baba. Nila if you need help Baba will definitely tell Baba, Nila is also a lot of spoiled right to Baba?" replied Nila again now hugging tightly onto Baba's arm.

Baba smiled happily. Baba clasped her beautiful daughter's delicate hand back, then kissed Nila's forehead warmly.

Nila also leaned her head against Babanya's shoulder warm. Not long after, Nila kissed Baba's palm after the driver stopped her car.

"Yes already...Nila departs Baa.

"Waalaikum.... His college spirit is Naak!" reply Baba let Nila go to campus.

Baba smiled nodding, and after waving her hand Nila walked straight and cheerfully into the campus fence until she was no longer seen in Baba's view.

"I'm old, sir? My fourth child is in college and doesn't want to be watched?" muttered Baba to the driver and his confidant.

The driver nodded and smiled. Baba is old, her heart still wants to be young.

"But Mr. Ardi is always handsome and healthy!" the driver praised Baba.

"You can just. This one month still sends people to watch over my daughter!" baba gave the order.

"Ready Sir!"

Apparently even in front of Nila said yes. Baba still does not believe Nila will be okay on campus. The two of them then walked into the office.

*****

"Bismillahi tawakaltu'alalloh, la haula wala quata illa billah, rodzitubilla hirobba wabil islami diina wa bi muhammadinnabiya wa roshula...."

Throughout the steps, looking for the hall where the students gathered, Nila's heart continued to read the prayer, Nila was not much in her eyes after all nobody Nila knew because she was a freshman. Until Nila was unaware there were pairs of eyes watching her.

"Ehm....," dehem someone while pressing the horn, because he wanted to park his motorcycle by deliberately bartering in front of Nila road.

"Astaghfiullah!" said Nila spontaneously because of shock and glaring to see who he was.

The man turned around and stopped his bike and opened his helmet.

"This guy?" muttered Nila gulped her saliva in annoyance after seeing Farel's face.

Unfortunately Farel was being indifferent. Nila looked at him.

"Why did Mom see me?" farel answered with his face

Of course Nila swerved called Mom and looked at Nila strangely.

"Mom?" muttered Nila, "Who saw you too? This is also a wide campus road why should people step aside and honk loudly?" nila to Farel protest.

"Like me, my bike!" farel replied lightly, while pairing the headset in the ear and passing it by.

"Hiiiishh..," heeded Nila growled, there are people like Farel. "Hh.. Astaghfirulloh, patience...Tilapia. Patience!" inner Nila held back patiently.

Nila also did not want to bother anymore, Nila also walked towards the hall where she gathered.

In the Hall apparently classmate and one faculty with Nila have many who come. Because they were told to wear uniforms, all the clothes were the same. White shirt and black pants. Some are hijab like Nila, some are not.

In the middle of a group of friends Nila, apparently Hanan had arrived first. Hanan is also seen surrounded by his new friends. Nila did not want to disturb and chose to take her own seat.

At that instant, Nila circulated her gaze, from the glass of the hall, their campus was so spacious, cool and pleasant. Suddenly his heart was beating. Remember that she was back with her ex-husband.

"Since that afternoon meeting? Re-register and several times I came here, I did not see Mr Rendi again, what today I will meet with him? Is he gonna come back to ask me to refer?" muttered Nila daydreaming.

"Assalamu'alaikum..," someone's greeting shocked Nila.