Love In Longing

Love In Longing
Ct. 4 (Personal Invitation )


An iron bird carrying several students sent by one of the world's leading campuses, landed at Carlos Jobim International Airport, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.


The group who were also ready to take part in the Coding Code Olympiad competition arrived when the sky began to darken, and the air grew colder, and the weather grew colder, because it is starting to enter winter which will certainly feel very cold in the country with the nickname Samba country.


A young man, about 21 years old, pulled out his suitcase to enter a specially rented car to carry the group.


And this young man was sitting in the chair closest to the window. So that he could freely see anything that was out there. Private to public vehicles, as well as people in their thick clothes.


"We got a sequence number of 67, out of 100 countries that signed up. So we're going to deliver a presentation the day after tomorrow, on the second day. There's still a day for us to perfect the programming we designed!" said the Lecturer who guides four Informatics Students who come from different classes and levels.


"yes, Sir!" sahut 4 Students formed into 1 solid team to carry the name of the campus and their country.


"Before us, participants from Japan will make a presentation. And after us, there will be Indonesia. Your country is from, Sen!" said the Lecturer looking at Arsen.


Arsen smiled faintly at the Lecturer who was about 50 years old. Indonesia is the home country of the young man, a homeland filled with memories for 18 years.


"If you're in Indonesia, we'll be rivals!" one of Arsen's friends.


"Yes! And I will definitely defeat you!"


"Nope!" the other sahut. "We'll win!"


Arsen only smiled faintly at their friend's reply.


"I hope you don't mind this."


"meaning?"


"Don't give up on them. Either way you carry the good name of Columbia University, the campus that has given you an education all along."


"Oh my God, sir! Sure was! Without Sir saying also I know I have to show my best in the competition, whoever the opponent is!" arsen replied shaking his fist in surprise at the thought of the Lecturer.


Breathing a sigh of relief, the lecturer said... "I know you can count on!" said the Lecturer with a proud smile.


Arsen smiled back. "I don't know them! Where could I give up! Opportunities like this aren't necessarily going to come twice."


"Hmmm... Goody! After all, this event is not to oppress between countries. This is just a competition that anyone can participate in. It does not have to be a local citizen who can carry the name of the nation. So that you are also free to show your talent."


"Hmmm!"


The four students of choice nodded simultaneously. Prepare to show their names, and introduce themselves to the 100 countries participating in the competition.


***


If in Brazil today people are resting or sleeping well, then not with Indonesian citizens.


With a time ratio of 11 hours, making Indonesians already active in the morning today. Clarice was already on campus when the last day came to campus to prepare to enjoy a long holiday before being confused with the thesis session in the final semester later.


Finished with the business on the last day of the 7th semester, Clarice went straight to the campus parking building. Because that's where he parked his red car beautifully.


In order to open the door, Cla pulled back his hand when he suddenly heard someone clearly greeting him from behind. Although without mentioning names, but anyone can certainly know if the middle is greeted by someone.


Moreover, this time his voice was no stranger to Clarice.


"Wanna go home?" tanyakanya.


"Eh, yes, Brother!" clarice replied when she saw Victor coming alone to her.


I don't know where his three friends who always stand behind him like the campus idol bodyguard. Parking lots are not too crowded. Materials can be said to be quiet. There were only two or three students who immediately turned to look at Victor, when the young man made a sound.


"alone?" Victor approached and leaned against the car next to Clarice. As if to talk casually.


"Yes, Brother!" reply Clarice is friendly.


For a moment both seemed silent and confused what to say. For a moment both looked very stiff.


Clarice is not another student, who will open the door when the idol of the campus approaches. And again Victor is not a smart young man to approach the girls who roam the campus.


"Sorry, Brother! I'll go home first, okay?" pamit Clarice's.


"Egh!" Victor cleared his throat as if asking Clarice not to leave first.


Cla turned his head and looked at that handsome face in confusion. "Why, Brother?"


"Emm.. it seems we have not yet become acquainted." said Victor. "Who's your name?" asked the idol to extend his right hand.


"Ohh... My name is Clarice, sister!" cla replied smiling as he accepted Victor's handwriting which felt quite stocky.


"Oh, Hi, Clarice! I'm..."


"Know!" sahut Cla with restraining the ruckus on his lips. "Sir Victor Yaala! Who does not know that name!" clarice chuckled again.


"Hmmm..." Victor smiled wrongly while nodding a small nod. "You know me too."


"I also don't know why so many people know me. I rarely get to know you either!"


"Yes..of course because Brother Victor is handsome!"


"Huh?" screeches Victor. "You also said I was handsome?" victor asked withstanding his sense of wanting to smile.


"Yes... Because it is!" cla replied casually. "If I told you Victor's brother wasn't handsome, I would've been in a blasphemy crowd all over Victor's fans on this campus! And it's gonna hurt a lot."


"Hemm... Is that so?"


"Yes! That's right!" answer Cla. "Yes already, Brother! Sorry I have to go home soon! My Daddy and Mommy are waiting." said Cla again.


"Em. wait!" victor presses Clarice's door, preventing the girl from getting into the car.


"What's up, brother?"


"Is it true, Daddy you're Mr Kenzo Adhitama?" ask Victor.


"Emmm... Aye!" Cla nodded flatly.


There was an unusual feeling that slipped in his heart, when everyone knew him better as the son of a Kenzo Adhitama. Not as Zio Alvaro's son. His father is also a CEO at Tama Bank.


But the world already knows him as the son of a wealthy businessman, rather than a dedicated CEO.


"My parents are going to have their 25th birthday party, and your Daddy is one of the guests, if you don't mind coming along. I invited you." said Victor.


Clarice was stunned by this personal invitation. "Sorry, Brother. Can she?" ask Clarice to doubt.


"Silent... I'm the one who invited!" victor replied smiling. "Papa will not refuse anyone I ask to attend."


"But..."


"Easy! You try to come, okay?" victor said expectantly. "I'm waiting for you! Remember, Saturday night tomorrow!" he continued, opening the door of Clarice's car, and allowing the girl to get into her own car.


"I don't promise you, brother! But I'll work on it." said Clarice subtly.


"Hum..." Victor smiled kindly at Clarice. "Thank you!"


"Excuse me, Brother!" cut Clarice down while getting into her car.


"Bye!" victor waved as he helped to slowly close Clarice's car door, and she remained faithful standing there until Clarice's car left the campus parking building.


If many girls expect this kind of invitation from the graduate student one, then it is different from Clarice.


While driving his favorite red car, Cla kept dreaming and imagined Arsen's face milling in his eyes.


"If you were here, and we were together, I'm sure there wouldn't be an invitation like this." murmured Clarice daydreamed, imagining her life if Arsen was with her.


"May Naufal find you." - Again and again.


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Back to Brazil ...


The morning in Brazil has arrived, and due to a long night, the air in the morning becomes much colder than when the new group came.


"Sen, breakfast!" take one of the men in one room with Arsen.


"Yes, James!" replied Arsen who since an hour ago was in front of his laptop.


Arsen closed the laptop picture of an apple that was bitten once, then followed James out of the room used by the two during the country is still one continent with the campus, then followed, to then go to the area used to provide breakfast, or commonly called break fast.


***


In the other room, Gwen and a roommate were also preparing for breakfast with a group from another campus.


"We have to fill up the ammunition before we focus on re-examining what we have to offer tomorrow!" gwen.


"Airright!" gwen's friend is excited.


And out the two students of choice to go to the ground floor of the hotel. Where there breakfast is provided with various types of menu dishes. And of course some menus are chosen from countries that are quite famous because the majority of hotel residents come from every country that participates in the competition.


***


Arsen exited the elevator on the ground floor, while Gwen entered the elevator that would take her to the ground floor.


Where will they meet?


When two human children who know each other are in the same hotel building, abroad there.


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