MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
# Episode 23. Is this how it feels to be in love?
* mitha*
The sky of the campus tonight is quite bright by the spread of millions of stars that adorn the hall. Even his heart feels friendly. He hopes that tonight will tell a beautiful story about the excitement of yesterday, the spirit of today and the hope of tomorrow.
He and Akram arrived a few minutes ago at the mini-campus stadium, where a sacred event for new comers on the green campus was to be held.
Up ahead there stood an eclectic-style mini stage. Simple back drop with a billboard that reads the theme of tonight's makrab event,
"Remove differences, Unite steps, Toward a civilized FKIP"
The four sides of the stage are surrounded by rope with multi-colour paper hanging neatly. Each corner hung a balloon LED lights of various colors as a light
The atmosphere there seemed to start boisterous by the voices of the makrab participants. Waiting for the opening event to start while forming groups of their own. Talk to each other, discuss or just gather funny stories that cause simultaneous laughter from the audience.
Meanwhile, dozens of seniors who served as the organizing committee looked so reverent with their respective busyness.
Some of the male organizers seem to seriously set the sound system device. Ensure the volume balance so that the voices of speakers do not sound anxious later. Some are arranging the position of chairs for the speaker and MC, also installing thumbler lights in several corners and sides of the area for the participants.
Not to forget also from the committee of women who look enthusiastic handling consumption. Some help the men's committee in charge of slapping used newspapers for seating.
With various considerations, this makrab event will only take place from Ba'da Isya until 00.00. No overnight or overnight stay. The law of participation is not mandatory. Depending on readiness, willingness, and permission from parents for those who live outside the campus area.
He sits bent while propping up his chin. Trying to get rid of sleepiness that has not been anything has begun to wrestle spoiled in the eye fertilizer, by sucking coffee-flavored candy.
From earlier he was so careful to throw his amazed look towards the enterprising seniors who were going on ahead there. The corner of his lips was interested. An appreciative smile imagines his tired father being them.
From pre ospek, ospek time to the current makrab, their busyness is non-stop. Tired? it's so sure. But the faces are still the same as when face-to-face on the inaugural day of ospek. Enthusiastic and energetic. The difference seems to be the expression. It's an extra smile minus the sangar. Yeeaahh, of course.
"Cool, yeah?" He asked without turning to Akram who had been sitting lazily on the steps of the stadium while chewing bubblebum.
"What?" Sahut Akram is still lazy.
"The committee's brothers." He pointed with his chin in the direction he meant.
"They know everything selflessly. Unsalaried. In fact, there is tired doang diapet. But they're still excited and happy." He was still with his appreciative smile.
Akram also took a look in that direction. The mangosteen signs agree and then say a little enthusiastically, starting,
"Yes, true volunteer." Acram lifting fingers form two thumbs up.
"I want to be like those brothers later if we are at their current level. Must be exciting." He said with a big smile.
"Makeup...! I support 1000 percent." Akram gave him two thumbs up again.
"Later you choose in the public relations division. Equip those maba with the same modeling skills as news scribbling skills. New exciting!" Akram chuckled with the slow fist he laid on his shoulder.
"Haha...!Could it be you. Eh, but if I say well, both are crucial capital for efficiency also pedekate am senior, especially if someone wants to be in gaet, ye khaaaaan?" He was still awake while pounding Akram's thigh with his mini bag.
"Eh, uh, uh, you've caught Fathin playing a smash."
"Btw, you're a champion talking about hook gaet, but still single aja mpe skarang. Fathin wants to give it up!"
"Huh? the merried? ama who? no, don't be original!"
He was a little bit of a screamer. Unknowingly the volume of his voice provoked several faces back and forth to where the two were. Instantly he grimaced stiffly and then returned to focus on Akram's face which now seemed to grin.
"Tumben you kufo, kudet?" Akram relaxed.
"This is serious, Ram? denger where are you? when is something so important Fathin didn't talk to me?"
"That brother who was this afternoon ngantarin Fathin came home."
"Do you know Yusuf?" His pursuit is serious.
"long story. You know not__,?"
"No!"
"Ck, blum also said."
"Pocket dong, Ram. That's how the story Fathin same brother can mo marry?" His voice is still in the same tone.
"So gini, abis "incident" se_container pitzza that night, the afternoon Bang yusuf came nyariin me on campus. He said he was talking about something."
"And you know it doesn't turn out that if you've been talking to each other and know, the person is not as me as we have seen all this time. Bang yusuf is quite humble and nice to chat with."
"Ouch.intronya. Go to the reef!" I can't wait for him to chim in too.
"Not exciting if you go straight to the core of the news. Feel it will not be dapet." again Akram attach flagship smirk.
"Style' lo!"
"Kok use elo skarang?"
"Hehehehe! No pa_pa, let it sound more gaul ajha. Let's cool khan kayak our senior brothers?" It was a whiny plus a funny expression.
"So now I'm using me too?" Akram won't lose.
"Si Azhar will definitely not abis nih if we are horrified." Akram was back laughing. He's falling apart.
"So do you want to continue with that Crita?"
"Yes well, even nglantur not clear gini. yes already, continue!"
"That's a lot about Fathin. By nature, the characters are also the Fathin family. Yes.gue answer honestly and as it is."
"What makes me shocked at last is when Bang Yusuf asked me what I thought about him wanting to do Fathin Skarang."
"Huh? trus you answer what?" He went back into hysterics unconscious.
"What else? I answered dong, if the Fathinnya want and brother seriously, want to keep Fathin well.... why not?"
"O Em Ji, Lo why is the road smooth?Fathin's here to go to college. How do you even support him merid cepet?"
"Partially I'm the horrors of Brother Yusuf's bad senior, college thug. I'm sure he must be one of those jerks who play innocent girls like Fathin. We can't let that happen, Ram!" Blazing fiery. Akram was made dumbstruck by his slightly exaggerated reaction.
"No, you're wrong!" Akram shook his head while wiggling his index finger left_right. Not accepting his words.
"Joseph was very serious and dear to Fathin. He's a good guy. He's a college thug but not a brutality like a market thug. He's just as gang-like to act if there are kids who make a mess on campus, or if anyone wants an anarchist ama "Single One". Akram protests at him.
"And you certainly do not know if bang Yusuf was a prospective doctor, also the deketnya sir rector?" He was still in disbelief.
"His father was a successful businessman who controlled almost one-third of the wealth in this city. Some of the same fancy restaurants here turned out to have their families." Akram was getting excited to praise Yusuf.
"And the closeness of him ama "Rose One" was not wasted on him, almost all who could not afford the scholarship on his recommendation to the rector."
"Not that doang, Mhit, all students can not afford who joined the gang bang Yusuf it all can I disburse funds for additional living costs every month. Lo know? Most of those funds are using private money, Mhit. Cool right? How do they feel about their family?" Again Akram gave praise to the Forced.
He is back speechless. This time the manic is perfectly rounded. It felt like I was watching a movie triller. Fun and stressful at the same time.
"Lo ngorek where is this detailed info about that brother, Ram? Or the story of Joseph's own bang?" Ask a little doubt the sincerity of the man in question.
"That's not Yusuf's style bang, Mhit. He even dislikes it the most if someone tipped it all to people. I got all this from Bang Nathan. Yes, I believe 100 percent because Bang Nathan is one of the members Bang Yusuf. Every month I get hot money from that brother." He ran out of words. Between believing and not believing.
"But you're sure that brother is really good? he's not gonna hurt Fathin, is he?" Ask to make sure.
"Gue sure, Mhit. I can see from Bang Yusuf's eyes that he really loves Fathin. As friends, friends who want you to always be happy, I support that brother's Fathin!" Akram said with conviction.
There was nothing he could do but nod in agreement in response to Akram's belief in his choice. He was one of those people who always wished good for his best friend.
He still wanted to find Akram with thousands of other important questions related to Joseph bang but, the MC call through a microphone that gave instructions to immediately gather in the arena, was forced to make his sweet lips stop asking again.
"We'll continue later, Ram. Let's join it!" Akram nodded in response and the two immediately got up and walked towards the place provided.
"Gue join the kids straight yeah? you're okay without Fathin?" Akram looked at him unbearably.
"It's ok! I have to start my own business, right? fathin will not be able to be with us often anymore. Time will surely run out a lot for that brother." His words began to be sad.
"Don't talk about the bad first ah, I blum ready if one of us has resigned from R_bink." Akram walked while holding his hand.
"Sorry, I'm suddenly baperan abis horrified all this." he explained.
The two separated after he sat sweetly in the place that had been reserved for the maba. Akram also joined in the line of education program penjaskes. A little far away from the place where He is.
The first event of recitation of the holy verse of the Qur'an by Bang Ikbal, one of the managers of MPM (Mushala Lovers Student). Next a word and a welcome from Mr. Muhaimin S.Pd. M. Pd as Dean of FKIP.
The third show talks smart makrab material according to the theme. He was so enthusiastic about listening to every explanation, explaining how important the role of students in the state order.
At 09:00 it's time to break a meal. This time his appetite was broken. He was so worried that Fathin hadn't come yet. I don't know how many hundred times he looked at his cell phone if there was a missed incoming call or a short message from Fathin. But the result is always the same, nil.
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*fatin
Bak survived the pursuit of ghosts, He breathed his sigh. Slightly gasping for too long holding your breath. Strained by Joseph's frenzy that almost made his consciousness disappear if it did not stop immediately. Suddenly his heart was filled with anxiety and anxiety. Fear, shame and guilt that I don't know who.
He cannot lie to his heart. Being in the position of the face barely spaced, he really almost out of control. The charm of the sea is almost perfect with a bead that is so soft, plus the smell of the body and the breath that melenakan, practically a synergy of magic that in an instant success drugged him mercilessly.
After all this was the first time for him to be at such an overly intimate distance with the opposite sex. The strange gelenyar that was still not completely gone made him swallow saliva many times. I wondered in my heart what was going on with her veins.
Although it had almost half an hour passed but his heartbeat was still not completely normal. His chest is still kembis kembis in rhythm with the roar of his breath that is still a little hunting. He had already wiped away the cold sweat that was endlessly drenching his forehead. He did not dare to look at the face beside him.
Distance to Azhar kostan closer. He had to stop by for a while to change clothes with a casual outfit that was more relaxed. But his tongue was like a mute when he was about to speak. His lips were still tightly clenched. Up to a very close distance, the baritone finally made a sound.
"Aren't you going to change your clothes?" The voice had returned as usual, flat.
"M_mau, Brother!" He admits to being nervous. Still down. Twisting his finger keki.
The car stopped in front of the dormitory. Without waiting for Joseph to open the door for him, he hurriedly opened the door. Get out and walk quickly while his hands reach for the duplicate key of Azhar boarding room.
He closed the door and locked it in a rapid motion once swivel. Get your back up there, sit down and shut down. Returned to calm the raging in his heart. The soft sigh inside there came again. He returned to cursing. Trying to feel his wits, looking for answers to the question in the heart of what is going on.
But what appeared was even that swish again. Tickle again and again.
He rubbed his face rough. Is this what you call falling in love? As he often read in poetry and sya'ir_sya'ir poets?
His heart began to ask a lot of questions.
"Don't I start falling in love with that brother?"
"Why did I suddenly want to be kissed by Bang Yusuf when his face was so tight?"
"Good God, what a shame! Is this what I say cheap? Hunk?"
"Why did I suddenly forget myself?"
His face warmed up. Her own bead began to glaze over. I don't know. He suddenly wanted to cry, for what and for whom.
"Well, is this if you're in love? Even skarang I really want to see his face again, want deket but right after meeting do not dare to look at his face. It's weird!"
He is engrossed in the question and answer between his heart and his mind. Drowning in the busyness of dangling the knot of the sign of love.
Geck.. Geck.. Tock....
"Have you finished blum?" He was stunned from his long daydream.
Seeeeerrrrr...
That voice again made him rustle. It's ambush. Instantly groggy. Confused what to do. More confused, when Joseph knocked on the door for a second time because he did not give his permission.
"Fathin, are you all right inside?" This time the voice sounded a little worried. He made her voice give an answer after she tried to calm her chest.
"I_iya, I'm done!" His voice is a little shaky.
He hurriedly entered the bathroom after taking the casual suit he was about to wear.
Cleaning the body, because wearing a long dress like that makes him sweat a little. Washing faces. Brush your teeth for a while and straighten your hair.
Slightly gripped in front of the mirror after being tidy. Touch up again. I don't know why this time he cares so much about the details of his appearance. Suddenly she wanted to wear perfume. All this time, he rarely used it. Want to look perfect, want to look beautiful, want to smell and of course want to meet again soon.
He walked towards the door, along with a sense of undefined. Chest back kempis. Open the door feelingly and,
Chequek..
He wants to smile sweetly. Wanted to look at that face as if I hadn't seen it for a long time. Want to say hello first even though just apologizing because it has waited a long time. But strange magical bin. He was silent and embarrassed. How not, the sharp bead was now staring at him unblinkingly.
"Are you always beautiful like this?" Ask with a smile on the skin.
Blushes.....
Although it seemed to be in the air, He pretended to deny everything by sneering,
"Buck!"
The forger was laughing and always without excuse held his hand gently. Oh, my God, that swish is coming again. Making him subconsciously hurriedly jerk his hand in panic.
"It's not good to see the other hostesses, sister!" Said shakes.
"It's ok!" The man raised both his hands on the sign of surrender.
The two arrived in front of the campus mini stadium where the event was taking place. He sent a short message to Mitha's number. Tell him he has arrived at the college. He got ready to get out of the car but the baritone again held him back, holding him back,
"Wait on! let me open it. I'll take you there, let's not ask!" Although he was traumatized by what else this man would do there any minute, he had no choice but to resign.
Sitting waiting with an uncertain feeling. The tail of his eyes followed the shadow of Yusuf walking around the car and opened the door for him. Suddenly thumped again, staring at the outstretched hand of bang yusuf who was about to hold her again. Again he shook his head.
"There are a lot of people there. Nintar diatelatin not delicious."
"Do you want to take her hand or do I carry her there? choose where?"
"T_but, Brother, a__,"
His words stopped because now his cold hand that had been bathed in sweat was pulled by Joseph and again He was unable to resist. Even the longer he kept on enjoying it. Yusuf's warm hands instantly ran through his hands, making him calm and comfortable feeling protected.
But the comfort did not last long because now they both suddenly became a cheer material after the sepik-sepik that he felt the uneasy between Bang Yusuf and the seniors.
"Sorry, Din, I'm late. Abis knows his future father-in-law for a long time." Yusuf said to Herdin who he knew was the chairman of BEM FKIP. The forger smiled broadly as he pointed at him.
"Our college general has retired wooyyy!" Shouted one of the committee.
"In the meantime, get a fancy invitation!" Shouted the other.
"Where's Mom?"
"Gaeess!"
"Yahhh, don't retire first dong, Bang,"Party" her will not be exciting if there is no brother." This time Bang yusuf chuckled.
"Compared, Bang!"
"If our brother is this one is literate when it comes to ginian!" Again Bang yusuf chuckled.
"Hmm.., it will be a day of mourning for the fans of the girls for sure."
Everything is broken simultaneously.
This time I swear by anything He really floated without touching the ground. His face was ashamed to be naked, as dozens of organizers simultaneously stood walking towards Yusuf and greeted him with a style of pitting fist. The girls even look more enthusiastic than the guys.
Hundreds of maba who was enjoying his dinner break was no less keponya.
Suddenly he did not like the view. Of jealousy? what else can be done a person who is in love other than love, love, longing and jealousy.
Jeez... so grouting it turns out the two hands are still clinging to each other, grasping as if afraid of being separated.
Czechoslovak..
A camera from one of the photographic children with his gercep captured the rare sighting.
"Ampuunn....! What else is this?" His growl.
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TBC>>>