MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
# Episode 11. Ospek 3

*Yusuf

A handsome student with all the physical perfection that God has bestowed on him. From a high-steady posture, athleticism, bright skin typical of men and a blend of facial limbs that are so perfect make a row of beautiful women including college students in the campus always hold their breath when passing by him.

His good looks seemed to be the fruit of the hope of his parents by giving him the name of Joseph. The prophet who was famous for his successful good looks made a noble woman, Zulaikha could not help but tease her.

But unfortunately, the bewitching handsome face plus the intelligent brain of the four pentiums was inversely proportional to its nature and character. The wayward nature that is in the labeli because of some bad habits that often do, cold and stupid characters in everything makes itself like a star in the sky, Beautiful but unachievable.

On campus he is famous as MAPALA alias Oldest Student. He should've been dropped out of that college. But in fact with the ability of soft skills in the form of Interpersonal skills he has, he can handle everything. Make his immortality integrity on campus untouched campus rules.

Being in the ranks of campus thugs who became the vanguard of the "miniature stability of the country" that is under the domination of the Ruler of the green campus, which is, also a reason for his umpteenth to remain at home wara-wiri on campus.

In carrying out this function, He has two feasts which He considers the moment of quenching his thuggish thirst. During the implementation of two annual agendas, namely the General Election and Ospek, which he considered refreshing after the riots after the democratic party. How not, there are thousands of souls and bodies who are resigned to birth and bathin to be executed its existence as a free man.

As of right now, he was among a crowd of his peers and hundreds of freshmen who managed to get caught in a trap in front of the gate of the three campuses.

He still set his eyes on the pale faces of pias and the typical fear of ospek participants in general, suddenly his neutrality caught a face that for the first time he had to admit was able to create a tickling sigh in his heart.

A beautiful face with a sad manic gaze that is not excessive if He says "kill".

Instantly he was like a tiger losing fangs. Weakens in an instant. Revive the spirit of empathy that he has buried for years deep.

He suddenly did not have the heart and was not willing to let the sad-eyed girl become the buliyan material of his colleagues. With a quick movement he walked towards the girl who had just come down from the big motorbike driven by a man, his fellow maba. Both seem familiar like two lovebirds, but he doesn't care. He just wanted to bring the girl from the crowd of his comrades who were almost all staring at the girl with longing beads. A hint of dislike feeling infiltrated in the depths there.

With the mainstay ammunition as an antagonist in the senior vs. junior drama this time, he swiftly attached a strong mimic through his eyes that are sharp intimidating while pulling the girl's hand away from the crowd there. Walk into the inner side of the campus gate.

He then began to look at the appearance before him. The proportional posture, the smooth white face like a baby's skin, the swept eyes were bowed with a frightened expression, making her unable to resist making the girl make a sound.

"Whose name are you?" He made small talk while trying to neutralize the raging feeling in his chest, with Iseng taking a cigarette out of the pocket of his jeans and burning it.

"Fa_fathin, Brother!" He still looked at the girl fixedly as he heard a soft voice stammering against her. He made him dissatisfied because the voice was immediately fondling him. He again threw a few pleasant questions.

Until the next minute he was tempted to play a little with the owner of the sad eye deliberately exhaled cigarette smoke into the charming white face. Especially when he heard one of his colleagues told him that the girl was from an island that he knew was famous for the beauty of his girls, Kabaena Island.

White smoke coming from her mouth and nose filled the girl's face. Making him cough and cough while shaking his hands expel the smoke.

That adorable sight made her fad back to fill that pretty face with her cigarette smoke for the second time. The girl looked overwhelmed and immediately ran away still with her cough that never subsided. The corner of his lips was interested in looking funny in that direction.

But a moment later he began to worry about being overcome with regret because the girl coughed up vomiting. With reflex he ran to that place and unconsciously his hand was recklessly raised and touched the nape of the girl while slowly sorting.

"So sorry, are you okay?" He lowered his body and asked.

The beautiful girl only nodded weakly as a result of the long vomit she was in. His anxiety multiplied considering this was the time of ospek. There are a lot of ospek agendas waiting in there. He saw his watch almost showing the number six.

"It's dangerous that this girl is in court again!" his inner.

"Wait here!" He said as he turned and ran towards the small shop across the street. He bought mineral water and a large bag of bread.

He walked to the bike and rang it. Seen his colleagues gave two thumbs up for him. Makes him chuckle small.

"Here, drink first! Trus ate his bread. You threw up, your stomach is empty now!" the girl seemed doubtful. But He has a powerful weapon because He does not want to buy time.

"Cepet, did you forget that you were ospek again? It's orders! Don't try to argue if you want to survive!" And the trick worked. The girl clumsily grabbed the gift and quickly ate it with an expression that she felt was adorable. In his heart he laughed.

"Come naek! I'll drive you inside so it's not too late!" He again gave the order that was welcomed by stuttering again by the girl.

"I. i..!"

But again he posed a frontal threat.

"Quick! it's going to be six o'clock. Do you want to be punished again in Dalem? Or do you want to try nyungsep in another got kayak?"

Finally after a little debate, the girl wanted to be in between. For the sake of chasing the deadline he also carried his vehicle at high speed and the girl behind him was suddenly hugging tightly to his waist with the front body of the girl firmly attached to his back. Makes him really overwhelmed to calm his soul and body due to the intimate position. Ah, anyway he's a normal guy. His maleness reflexes turned into on mode.

He restrained himself. Because you can see this girl is not just any woman. This girl is too precious. He was determined to get this girl in a good way.

"You want on a motorcycle trus? Don't you wanna come down?" He tried to resuscitate a tense face with a tightly closed bead that had been firmly attached to his shoulder with his flat voice. Making the girl stammer and immediately go down and run quickly leaving her who was still smacking a smile because she felt funny over the facial expression.

But not yet how many steps the girl turned towards him back.

"Sorry and thank you, brother!" The girl said nervously.

"There join the spit before it's too late!" He was muttered and at the same time the always lowered face was lifted and their gaze met.

Degh..

He tried to calm the gurgling that was wailing by trying to smile at the sad-eyed girl.

The girl immediately ran through the carumunan maba who was about to line up. He is still on his favorite big bike to pay attention to the atmosphere in front of him. Several senior organizers who saw him raised their hands towards him. He also returned with his usual smile.

"Damn it!"

Suddenly he refused to leave the place. The charm of the sad bewitching Manik was really successful in making him feel at home for long there. Instantly he felt stupid and turned into not himself in an instant.

"It's dangerous that I follow the Fadhil with acute Bucin!" He grinned as his mind floated in memory of his cousin who was again in love with death to a medical student at his level.

He finally parked his motorbike under an acacia tree in the parking lot and then walked towards the place where several seniors were standing while watching hundreds of maba who were lined up following the direction of one of them.

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*fahry

His mind and heart were completely out of whack right now. The focus immediately broke making

nateri's point-point "Student Function in the state order" he brings today beyond the concept he has prepared. It's screwed!

The stifling sight he witnessed this morning as dozens of arrows pummeled his chest. Instantly his heart was hot watching the scene of two people who were so intimate on top of a moge.

The good assumption that he pinned on the charm of the girl he began to admire was immediately evaporated somewhere. Turned into seeds of disgust that have the potential to thrive if not eradicated as early as possible. The blind jealousy that enshrined him made his logic unable to heed the concept of presumption of innocence.

"And why should bang yusuf, anyway? I'm the laziest to deal with him!" He cursed his fate this time which the end of the groove is predictable ending. As if to be the true definition of the phrase "Wood before it develops".

He knew Joseph well. Not once did he meet with the figure twice in several freelance discussions at several of their meeting sessions.

One of the uniqueness of Yusuf that he feels quite mysterious is desperate to be in the medical department which in fact is a place of students with mainstream patterns who are not even interested in challenging the flow in the hustle and bustle of the campus world the plural. Areas with a high level of discipline, where the majority of residents undergo lectures with a map of life that has been systematized well. In stark contrast to his anti-mainstream, ignorant and ignorant character is also the stigma attached to him about which he is a campus thug. *nbelieveable!

"Hey, Man, that was why, isn't it focused? How about broken heart atw?" Bambang, one of his fellow organizers suddenly came patting his shoulder which made him stutter and had trouble finding the right reason for his unprofessionalism just now.

Finally he decided to give a cliche reason, he,

"The thing was that sitting right in front of it was all pretty, making the brain freeze!"

"Haha! Could you please just take it! Others even ask if again bring the material he wants in front must be good-looking. Let's be a mood booster!" Bambang laughed to hear his original answer.

"So suspicious, inceran Lo gilded ma the laen?" This time his partner was shocked.

"May not recriminate, sin!" He again covered up the truth revealed by Bambang.

"Ck, the magnitude of the sin of lying times. Yes ah ah, I'm back first, wife I'm waiting at the boarding house!" Seloroh his partner.

"****! Ahaha! How many wives? Blum retired Lo? I want to do the apocalypse, brow, penance!" He chuckled at the arm of his colleague who was back to his heart to hear his curse.

they separated after returning jokes.

This time he had no intention of meeting Fathin because the turmoil in his chest had not completely subsided.

"Aargh! Btw, why am I this jealous? I'm the same fathin blum there's nothing to do. So he's still free to choose who!" He rubbed his hair rough.

He finally decided to go home first. Choosing to calm his bad thoughts first before actually meeting the owner of the sad bead.

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*Mitha

He walked quickly to the line of maba who wanted an early morning apple. His eyes were wildly searching for the whereabouts of his best friend Fathin. His heart was filled with misgivings and bad thoughts about the fate of his best friend. Moreover, he had seen a crowd of maba and senior in yellow suits at gate three where Azhar and Fathin headed.

"Fathin, Azhar and Akram how well, may there be a senior-shaped angel who generously helped him like the prince saved me from the pranksters on campus at gate three!" Inner hopes.

#Flashback on#

"Cepet hunting powder. Azhar ama Fathin is going first!" Mitha shouted at her friend Akram who was still busy with her ospek trinkets to rush out.

"Yes, sorry. Come on!" Familiar with lightning fast running the motor. Just as the two were about to catch up with Azhar suddenly his net caught the crowd of maba as well as the yellow-clothed senior in front of gate three.

"Ram, turn turn, we're through gate one. Cepetan, we're at work there!" He panicked and patted Akram on the shoulder.

"But that's Fathin and Azhar, how's dong? are you loyal, friend ?our ajha here in law together!" Sahut Akram with his cute style.

"Yes yeah, sorry, Ram, I was too panicked for amnesia in an instant. Hehe!" He grinned behind Akram who although shocked but did not make him tremble, remained calm.

"Down, down all! Very happy to be a student! Walk if you want to come to Dalem!" A fierce-faced senior approached them and one by one the maba who was still on the bike pulled down including himself and Akram.

Somehow the soul of his bars instantly thrashed when he was pulled down from the big motor owned by Akram.

"Eh, uh, what the hell, don't pull dong ah! We can go down by ourselves. Very mode, really so that it can hold. Stale it!" He raised his voice and with the rest of his courage he shook his hand from the clutches of the fierce-faced senior he made.

His reckless actions provoked most of the senior-senior eyes to point at him. Many look amazed, but there are also more emotions because they feel opposed and not obeyed.

"Bare of you too! Here you are!" His hands were pulled back towards the edge of the got that ran along the concrete fence of the campus.

"Down and squat down to gate one!" His net was immediately perfectly rounded with his mouth because of the immeasurable shock.

"No, I don't want to!"

"Down!"

"No!" Whatever it was his heart was determined still would not want to humiliate himself by following that absurd order.

"Come what may (whatever happens), but I won't be told to go down!" He replied firmly with eyes that turned staring sharply at the fierce face in front of him.

The gazes of the two met but a moment later He turned his face away and at the same time He was slightly stunned to see another handsome-looking senior walking towards him with a smile.

"Here let me handle it, Rik!" Said the handsome man towards the fierce man in front of him who looked resigned.

"Here, you come with me!" His hair immediately bristled as the handsome grabbed his hand and took him away from the crowd and stopped in front of the latest sports bike. The handsome man rode on the bike and turned it on.

Instantly his manic came face to face with Akram who nodded towards him telling him to leave from that place.

"Come naek! I drove inside before the brothers were all on the same rampage as you!" Still with speechless bin bengong shahdu mode he finally nodded obediently after seeing Akram who had given him the code to leave quickly.

He also climbed with the help of soft hands plus sturdy shoulders where he held firmly to facilitate his movement.

"Ma_thank you, Brother!" His words stammered before the motorbike sped away leaving the crowd with cheers not received from the maba who again apes.

"You're not afraid of being punished by the senior, how dare you argue?" The voice shouted so that he could hear it.

"No, I'm just afraid of God as a beast!" He answered, making the handsome man laugh.

Shortly after, the two arrived at the court of FKIP. He was grateful because it was not too late. He held on to his shoulder and got off the bike.

"Thank you again, brother! Good thing there was a big brother, so congratulations!" He said excitedly. And again the face was attaching her mesmerizing smile.

"Haha! Both, he said not afraid. Sana join the spit, ntar in the law again if it's late!" The handsome guy was laughing again.

"Okay, bye!"

"Bye!"

#Flashback off#

He returned to his gaze and at once He breathed a sigh of relief to find the face of his friend there who was bowed like he was thinking something. I don't know...!

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