Let Me Fall in Love
112. Welcome December

Akbar had just finished leading the meeting as the phone in his blazer pocket vibrated. A name that appears on the screen can make him smile. Not caring that there were still Leo and Gita who were still in the meeting room were having serious discussions. The tremor was only a moment later dead. Makes both eyebrows Akbar linked. "Why just miss call?"

Akbar immediately made a phone call back as he moved from his seat, stepping towards the exit with the phone attached to his right ear.

"Sorry Brother, just got pissed." Ami said on the other end of the phone accompanied by giggling.

"Yakin disgust. Not because of kangen, hm?" Akbar smiled mesem. He walked into his study and sat back on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"Ish, no. We met last week night. Now I'm accompanied by durian."

"Durian...what is it? What is durian abbreviation?" Akbar smelled a smile. Not too sure if Ami is talking seriously.

"Durian really dong, brother. Sitting alone in longing. Hihih."

"Haha. My father could most. Cutie, December is going straight. I've been gregetan biting." Akbar got up and moved to sit in his chair. His smile was smashed, his face was crisp.

"Don't-don't first. Don't be disturbed. Let's just sit quietly 🎶." Ami replied by singing.

Akbar laughed crisply. It is freer to express this time than when he was at Ami's house where his laugh was held. Especially when listening to Mr. Bagja. Sense warning. It is not necessarily directed at him. Maybe it's because of the throat.

"By the way, is the class empty? Tumben this clock can call."

"I'm new from the teacher's room. Help Ms. Elin bring the duty books. This is the way to go to class again. Yes, yes, brother. The durian is cured."

"OK, honey. To Surabaya buy antiques."

"Rigid. Continues to?"

"I'm happy to hear the voice of the beautiful."

"Arghh, I'd like to get some salto but I'll wear a skirt again."

Akbar again laughed crisply. Totally out of the box Cutie's behavior. Forced communication must end because Ami has arrived at the front of her class.

While in the meeting room, Leo held Gita who will go out after the discussion to arrange Akbar's work agenda because many meetings clashed in the next week.

"What's wrong?" Gita sat back and looked at Leo with a frown.

"Gita, I give you the last warning. After this I cannot help you if Akbar does not take a firm stance." Leo stared intently with a serious expression.

"What the hell is this? Ambiguous deh." Gita's forehead wrinkled. He does not know the direction of Leo's discussion.

"Last month when you were on leave, you went to the lake to visit Ami, right?"

"Oh, it turns out you're familiar with him. That boy ngadu?"

"If it was Ami who said it, have already talked to me. Or directly with Akbar. The girl you think of as that boy, turns out to be more mature-minded than you who are an adult."

"Keep you know where if not the boy? You should help Akbar realize that girls his age are the most matre."

"It's not important to know from whom. What matters is that I remember. Overcome obsession. You can be ruined because of your own actions. And you don't like to negatively judge others huh. If you are curious about Ami's profile, find out for yourself. Keep comparing it to your attitude that it's city women and highly educated." Leo got up from his seat. Leaving Gita who changed her face.

In the corridor to his study, Leo runs into Pongky, Gita's deputy secretary who just got out of the elevator. "It seems like it's time to prepare a replacement secretary. Just in case the Gita is reckless," his inner voice said as he returned Pongky's smile.

***

The date in November changes in numbers as the night changes by day, the day changes by week. The closer the preparation time for PAS High School students will be held at the beginning of December. Ami happily accepts the arrival of her friends who want group work. He is not stingy to share knowledge let alone finish this semester when preparing to join the selection of state college registration for students who have an interval of grades according to the requirements.

Ami relayed the news to Akbar who returned to visit the house at the end of November. At the same time the discussion determines the date of application with Mother and Papa.

"If Ami is already in time for school holidays until January 1. Well only Mas Akbar has his free time on what date. So the date of the application, I hand it over to Mas Akbar." Said Mama Sekar after lunch together. And still sitting in the dining room together.

"What about the 28th, Mom? Sahut Akbar after seeing the calendar on his phone and see his work agenda. The end of the year is a busy job but on the 28th it coincides with a Saturday holiday. Where the possibility of all families in Jakarta can be present to Ciamis.

Finally time was agreed together. Including also fulfilling the wishes of Ami who wants to hold her event at home . And the happy Akbar this time he was allowed to take Ami out of the house. With the intention of looking at Enin who said he was sick. Allowed because of daylight or for looking reasons, I don't know. It must have been a pleasure to go for a walk together.

"Cutie, borrow his hand!" Akbar looked at the glance when the yellow car he was driving had already driven on the highway to the residence of Enin's house.

Ami hesitantly placed her right hand on Akbar's already open left palm.

"A little while, baby. I want to hold your hand. Kangen...." Akbar squeezed the fingers of Ami he held. He was driving with one hand while his gaze remained focused on seeing street traffic.

How is it with the heart? Obviously Ami felt his chest rustle and his chest filled with excitement. And surely his face turned red and hot as Akbar kissed the back of his hand. No words were said during the trip. Instead, each enjoys the effect of hand-linking that flows to the heart and mind. Comfortable.

"Enin, what pain?" Ami asked first while in Enin's room. The limp-looking cousin was sitting with his back resting on the head of the bed. Enin had just finished eating being fed by Padma.

"Biasalah the grandmother was physically weak. Yesterday there was a breeze abis a walk in the rice fields look at the harvest. This is Padma who menganjain Enin until bribed all."

"If not bribed Padma, Enin eat it carelessly just a little. Let Enin heal again soon." Sahut Padma from her seat on the sofa. Give Ami and Akbar a chance to sit on the edge of the bed.

Ami gave a gentle massage at Enin's feet while listening to Enin's chat asking the certainty of the application event to Akbar.

"InshaAllah on December 28th his application. Amen asked for his show at home. I am following aja . Enin must be healthy yes because Enin later must be present."

Enin. "Hopefully Enin lived a long life to see Enin's grandchildren happy."

"God willing Enin will live a long and healthy life always dong. Aamiin." Ami's speech was also guaranteed by Akbar and Padma.

***

Bismillah welcomes the first day of PAS which will last for five days. The coach does not forget to always motivate with attention and guidance. There is no special study facing the test days. Because Ami has learned to be reprimanded in advance. There's no overnight speed system in the Ami dictionary. Enjoy leaving for school delivered by mang Kirman. This has been Papa Bagja's decision. During the test, you cannot bring a motor. Will be picked up by the driver.

"Kia, let's compete again. Congratulations on a new life. Erroneous. Happy journey to PAS." Ami shook Kia's hand while raising her eyebrows.

Kia laughs. With Ami for almost three years, the days are always colorful because of the many laughs and haru inserts. Because Ami's attitude is relaxed and funny and always helps her without the slightest insult .

"I accuse the heavy euy of competing with the future mistress coach. I should have moved classes first, definitely could rank one. But Bismillah. I'll try to shift your position. Healthy competition. The spirit!"

"That dong should be upbeat and optimistic. I don't care if I shift the rank with you. Because you are of quality. Bismillah also lists PTN pathways of achievement. Unfortunately, we have different choices of PTN well, Kia. You are Unpad, I am UI. You UI also dong let us continue to be scholars."

"Hehehe, it's okay if there will be time we meet kangen-kenan. I want Unpad not to go too far. If anyone is offering a scholarship. Later if the announcement is accepted, I have to work hard to apply for a scholarship proposal to the government or a private company. Just like school here. Without the scholarship, I wouldn't be here."

Ami summarized Kia's shoulder and patted her. "God willing, there will always be a way for the earnest and determined. I'm sure you can go to college. Be optimistic and don't forget to pray, Bestie."

"Yes. Thank you, Coach Ma'am. Thanks always for free coaching." Kia smiled widely as the entrance bell rang. He and Ami stood up, ready to part the table.

Ami turned the eyeball and pulled Kia's shoulder. "Oh yes, A Zaky will be home on December 23rd. Will definitely want to eat Nasgor Kia. But watch out. Don't be free, because A Zaky will make you eat nasgor in your place again."

The pen that Kia was holding suddenly fell under the table. Because shocked and happy. But also suddenly nervous just by hearing his name alone. "Hi, heart. Can it be normal? No need to pound," said his inner protest as he stepped towards the front desk. During the exam, each student changes tables according to the participants' sequence numbers.

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Bestie, beautiful and handsome. Flowers and coffee plis added yes. I'll be cape nyiapin. 🫠