JUST LEAVE IT ALONE
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"revisian dik ?" ask while trying to think.
"when are we kasi kag?" ask again.
" 2 days ago my prof has entered it and the word prof today I can take it." I said patiently explained.
"oghh what's your name?"
"widya prof"
"widya, widya astuti dik ?"
"not prof widya ayuwarningsih prof"
"oghh yeah, I have your script at home I've read."
"so prof when can I take prof"
"aiesss when's dik?" he said back asking
"prof don't do that my prof dong also want to cepet-cepet this scholar" said I lost patience but still asked for certainty
"for what is a bachelor's degree?"
"...." wah the question of the menstrem and at that moment I felt the fall of a big rock right above my head
"what kind of force are you?" he said it again because I answered his question
"2013" prof"
"ogh not long ago D.O dik ?" he said with a happy face
"yes prof so I really feel like I can finish this year" I said with a hearty
"this year, brother?" he ensures
"ye"
"what else was your title yesterday"
"social cultural effects of early marriage in the city of Pinrang prof"
"are you a pinrang?"
"not my prof is from bandung"
"begg belapa sisalana bandung na penrang. in bandung where are you in bandung?"
"sukabumi prof"
"sukabumi doesn't like heaven?"
"heheheh there is no village like that with prof"
"tomorrow we make he' but you're ready to be his first lady"
"egg means prof" I said cangoh did not understand the flow of the conversation
"aieess you are" he said, showing a puffy face. "until where's your writing?" he said again
"that prof I will have finished writing until the final chapter well I take the rest revisian of the prof let me know which part I should revise again." ujarki again with misgivings.
"oghh, is that so, brother?"
"hehe yes prof" I said awkwardness is not clear but because I did not get a reply I finally asked again.
"so prof?"
"what else ?"
"my revision how prof?"
"how long is that?"
"likes me dong" outside perish this guy thinks I'm starting to get caught off guard.
"prof" I said spoiled and seduced
"let's just say you know my contact anyway"
"yes prof"
"just call me later to bring it"
"eghh he said tomorrow to the netherlands?"
"yes, you followed me to Holland"
"prof"
"aisss you are very troublesome already want more noodles in D.O more troublesome ko again" he said smoothly and the words itus successfully pierced to the tribulation of the soul.
"prof" I said with a clear face
"what?" dengab face beram
"how did the prof and when did the prof return?"
"eghh about the return I don't want kasi tahuko but you follow me to the airport at 3 shubu how?"
"prof"
"are you from earlier praf prof continues in how the father of grace ?"
"kasian tawwa prof" said his assistant lecturer who had only been a loyal audience of my conversation with my lecturer.
"how do I want to be beautiful like this what do you think grace is?" he said once again it seemed like his mouth was tired of manners so easily said nothing like that.
"...."
"so so mi dik, that's my best solution"
"eghhh which is prof?"
"edede you dik, aisss kasi tau i a little grace aiss" he said while shaking his head
"you met the prof before leaving" he said casually and without burden
"dampandara" said I confirm but in a weak voice
"yes our marriage period" said grace cuek aisss turned out to be a very suitable assistant and lecturer, they are equally annoying
"prof" I said once again begging and hoping the speech from the teacher changed.
"i don't have any other choice if you want my contact let us make a deal if not" he said watching me intensely "how" he said again.
"iye prof" I said resignedly
"yes that's all" he said it then passed by leaving me and his assistant in the room that had contained the three of us without compassion I packed my arms in exchange for my mouth not to commute to take an oath of mercy on him.
my world seemed to collapse against the old man who did not remember the muffler and the nakir really I want to mix up all the feelings that are in the heart so as to extend his sentence later in the afterlife.
but if I am a college student who is not strong in a typhoon, I just duck and start to step foot to leave the room, but before I actually leave the room, the voice of the assistant named that grace has driven away my steps.
"save my noku also let us both go to the airport for a while if you want to ko"
like the breeze of the beach I came back cheerful and gave up on him I didn't want such a good opportunity to just disappear, and after it was over I finally completely left the room.
I drove my way to the canteen of the maces there plastered with real maba in black and white clothes into a more dominating scenery me who uses casual clothes to be their only highlight but I do not care anyway me not the one who holds the seniority system but when someone from my dark times comes and greets the lizards it further lowers his gaze, even more, how not a BAM leader with a body like a gondrong-haired bouncer shamelessly sat in front of me with his trademark clumsiness, it looks sweet to those who have seen her smile for the first time, but to me it is a sign of war between us.
huh really shit today has not run out one next bad luck waiting is enough today with lazy finally I did not so fill my stomach then I left the canteen just like that regardless of gonrong nista and all chaos.