Mr. Perfect & Miss Careless
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"Basar Arvin jerk. How dare he call me a shrimp brain. Just look, I will definitely be able to prove to him that I can be accepted to the top campus in this city." Oceh Ira who is still upset by the words Arvin just now.

Ira sat on the edge of the bed while looking for information about the admission schedule of new students through google from his hape. After finding the information he was looking for, Ira immediately recorded the schedule and all the requirements that must be met when registering.

"How am I supposed to know my national test scores if I don't see them in person. Where I don't take it anymore when I run away from home, how can I list try." Ira spoke to herself. "But, if I don't list the boss for sure the morals are going to keep saying I'm a shrimp brain. Nope! Anyway this can't be allowed. Anyhow I should be able to register and participate in the selection at the university. I have to be accepted and be a student at that college." With a strong determination, Ira believes there will be a way so that he can register and be accepted at the campus that became the prima donna in the city of gudeg.

After nearly fifteen minutes Ira thought, finally the girl who had a careless habit also found a way to know her UAN tilapia.

"Look at Mr. Arvin, I will prove to you that I will be able to be accepted at a credible campus and can be a student there.

Smilingly. Ira starts looking for the contact she's going to call and it's her uncle's number, Tama.

"Can you help me?" Ira asked when her phone was connected to her uncle number.

"This is why, suddenly immediately ask for help? Greetings first cake or pleasantries first nanyain tidings," said Arya.

"Yes, Uncle, yes. Assalammualaikum." Error Ira

"Well, that's how I heard it. Waalaikum salam warahmatullahi. What would you like to ask Uncle for help?" ask Tama from the other end.

"Where is the uncle now?"

"Where is Tumben nanyain Uncle? Wh why? What's up?" cecar Tama from the other end.

"Aren't you in college two years ago?" At least that's what Tama knew before.

"I'm sorry, Uncle actually Qilla has never been to college all this time" Ira replied.

"Jeez, Qilla. What if your mommy and daddy found out about this? They can be angry." Tama really did not expect that his careless and innocent looking nephew could make such a huge mistake.

"Sorry Qilla, Uncle."

"You should be sorry for your mommy daddy, not Uncle. Astaghfirullah thing 'adzim." Tama until I rub my chest knowing the brazen attitude of his nephew."

"Uncle, the anger can be borrowed, right? Right now Ira again needs UN results, rather than anger from Uncle. Later if Uncle has been mengedapetin results of my UN, Uncle can really be angry again," pinta Qilla while showing a row of white teeth.

"Alright, it just so happens that Uncle just arrived in Jakarta. Later in the afternoon Uncle find your UN results, ntar Uncle fotoin." Answer Tama who sounded annoyed. The man who was still a widower was finally willing to help Ira.

"Thank you, Uncle. I'm waiting for the picture, Uncle."

"Remember ya Qilla after you accepted and passed the selection. You cannot not .... "

Not finished Tama spoke Ira instead immediately decided his call. "Based on a brash nephew" Tama said, shaking her head.