
The large auditorium has been filled with S2 students who will graduate. Seno and Nick are in it. Now Nisa knows Nick, the one who is the reason Seno did not come home to attend her wedding with Viko first. Seno and Nick are indeed undergoing cooperation, but Nisa does not know and does not understand what form of cooperation, which is certain, Seno said his cooperation with the blond man was very profitable. I don't know, maybe cooperation in the form of multimedia concepts or copywriters?
"Here it is, you do not know later dizzy," said Seno Nyebelin. Okay, Nisa does not really understand about advertising.
Now one of the Professors is doing his speech in front of the pulpit, after that the speech of one of the outstanding students with the highest grades in the Seno class. A black girl of African descent won the title. The thesis he proposed was no joke, and reportedly became a barometer. The student majoring in political economy has become the pride of his country, and one of the Professors said he would later become a politician genius.
Well, no matter how genius he is, Seno is not impressed that his business with politics is full of intrigue.
One student is called to the pulpit to receive a izasah and toga rope transfer. At graduation every student must wear a toga, and in the end the toga rope will be moved. Why will the toga rope on the left be moved to the right? Toga rope on the left means that during being a student, the part of the brain used by students is mostly the left brain in the brain that is associated with language and memorization. When the toga rope is moved to the right side, it is interpreted that after graduation the students not only use their left brain, but must use more of the right brain. The right brain itself is related to the power of imagination, creativity is also a person's innovation.
This also relates to the type of work that graduates must choose, which is expected after graduation they not only use the left brain that only works for others, but must be able to think creatively, he said, imaginative and innovative and use the right brain to create your own work. The meaning of everything is so that graduates can entrepreneurship well.
That philosophy is actually not necessary for Seno, because he has lived it well. And he's grateful for that.
Pride enveloped Nisa's heart when her husband's name was mentioned to receive izasah. Though he was very bad when Seno decided to leave him to go to college here. And Seno's departure has also awakened to his own feelings. If Seno doesn't leave, maybe forever he won't notice.
Nisa smiled to herself thinking about that.
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After the event was over, all students took pictures with their families, as well as with Seno. He has brought his best camera from the country. He took pictures with his parents, in-laws, and of course Nisa. However, Seno is shocked when Mr and Mrs Arman come to see him to congratulate him.
"Well, thank you so much for coming" Seno said as she hugged Mr. Arman and Mrs Arman.
"No problem. Congratulations, darl," said Mrs Arman while rubbing Seno's arm.
"Thank you, Mrs. Oh yes, she is my wife," said Seno, wriggling Nisa's hand in front of the matching husband and wife.
They were stunned to see Nisa. "Beautifull" said Mrs Arman.
"Thank you, Mrs," said Nisa.
"And they are my parents and my in-laws" Seno said, introducing her parents and in-laws. Instantly they began to be familiar and warm even though a little constrained language. Seno's father was the most proficient in English.
The photos were taken with Mr and Mrs Arman. However, suddenly a beautiful woman in a pink hood came over. He immediately looks familiar with his papa mama Seno. Nisa's eyes squinted, she just saw the woman. Who her? Does he know the Seno family well? She is very beautiful with a typical Indonesian face.
After being friendly with Seno's parents, the woman approached Seno and embraced him intimately. And Seno also looks very familiar with him. While Nisa was watching with her parents with a questionable face.
"Congratulations, Sen," cried the woman.
"Crazy, I miss you, Sen. The cave oath. When I go back to the indo, I lose my focus."
Seno nodded slowly at the woman's head. "Lost focus? Huh! You don't lose your focus, but lose your walking money!"
"Damn it! I really like to say, haha."
"Ken, it's Nisa, my wife."
"Waaah, so this is Nisa? I know, I'm Niken. Didn't I ever call you? Hopefully inget yes, hehe. Pantesan Seno love died with you, beautiful the person."
Nisa's dead, so she's Niken? Because of the woman, Nisa had never thought about Seno because early in the morning who picked up her phone a Woman. And because of her, she knew that Seno had feelings for her.
"Oh yeah, and this is my in-law."
"Hello Om, Auntie" said Niken, nodding his head politely. Nisa's parents smiled warmly at Niken.
Then the hooded girl greeted Nisa's parents warmly.
"You're Seno's cousin?" ask Nisa's father.
"Yes, Om. Tente Nurul is my papa's sister."
"You're in college here too?" ask Nisa's mother.
"No, Auntie, I stay here, I happen to work here, and I happen to be married to someone here. I rarely go back to Indo, so I really like to go to college here."
"Keep you here, son?" ask Nisa's mother.
"Well, don't feel right, Tan. Hehe. I like kangen the same Indo food, especially my mama's cooking."
"Later, if you go back to Indonesia, play to Sukabumi yes, I make you a lot of mochi."
"Well, really, is it?"
"Ready if that." Niken semringah's.
After that Nisa's parents joined Seno's parents who were chatting with Mr and Mrs Arman.
"Sen, your in-laws are very kind. I am the most demen if the business is free. Haha"
Nisa grinning.
"Sori, Nis. Nih gals are talking about ceplas-ceplos," said Seno.
"My default orok is so, Nis, sori ya."
"That's okay, exclaim it."
Seno looked at Niken from head to toe. "Since when did you jimbaban? Buset, pangling me."
"A month ago it was about. Shame on me, Sen, my husband's family is all, I don't want to get lost alone, hahaha."
"Oh yes, greetings to Edward ye,"
"Ready, you guys go to my apartment. I'll make the best barbeque."
"Oh, sori, we're going to Switzerland."
"Well?"
"Remain again, honey moon," Seno said with a smile.
"Vidiii. Yes, it is appropriate, eleven years of harboring love already like home credit paid off with a honey moon to Switzerland," seloroh Niken.
Nisa giggling. Niken is funny too.
"Or not Nis, when you run out of the phone early in the morning, Seno hung himself in the room, not college, not eating. All day I waited for him to come out of the room, agitated, afraid he would die in the room. Haha."
"Damn it!" Seno clapped Niken's arm.
"Disassemble everything, Ken!" exclaimed Seno annoyed.
"Gue guess why this guy, he knows heartbroken because he said you want a proposal. Haha. Sometimes guys are even stranger to not knowing. My cousin is a kendurian-class playboy, but doesn't dare shoot a real girl he loves. I ampe gemes myself, so I call you say Seno love. Uh, but I'm being homelinized instead of saying thank you. Not a damn fool?"
Nisa laughing. Seno's face was already flushed red from being humiliated in front of his own wife.
"Gue stoves, all of you, he made a mojok-mojokin to express his feelings for you. You either reveal it or not after that."
"Seno revealed it via email," said Nisa as she giggled.
"Huh? Buset, lo bad, Sen! Lo says revealing love is the same as applying for work using email? I thought the phone was direct, hadeuh. Cemen very much you!"
"Haha no papa, it's even unique, until now the email has not been deleted, make mementos."
"Well, anyway I'm happy you can finally get married. And sori I can't come to your wedding, but kadonya nyampe dong?"
"Nyampe. Thanks, Nik."
"Have fun, you guys in Switzerland, hopefully baby dapet, let my son have his friend" said Niken while holding his stomach.
Nisa and Seno were shocked. "Lo's filled?" ask Seno.
"Alhamdulillah, it's only been 5 weeks."
"Congratulations, yes" said Nisa.
"Thank you."
"Our doain, Nik, may Switzerland's abis get souvenirs" Seno said as he mingled with Nisa.
"Siiiiip, I doain."
After the photos, the event continued with a joint lunch at one of the restaurants.
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