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Tak.
The sound of the pantofel kept moving, walking down the floor of the campus hallway. How to walk slowly but with a bang. a moment later the foot stopped in an IA room that is specifically for children majoring in Design and Management.
The owner of the shoe pulled the closed glass door, when he arrived at a lecturer's desk, the student who had been noisy slowly quiet and faced the owner of the shoe.
"Happy Afternoon everyone!" he said loud, a little screaming because of his little voice.
"Sore!" answer the students.
Some of the students asked each other questions and were confused, while the students looked on with admiration. The lecturer is female.
"Maybe you guys are confused and ask who I am, right?" He began to put his bag on the table while justifying his clothes.
"Include my name Kesya Nurinda, I am a substitute lecturer for Pak Arman while teaching Introduction to Management."
Kesya smiled bitterly, her lips shaking a sign she was a little nervous. This was his first time teaching, even setting foot on campus had been a very long time for him. Now he's here, meeting a student who must be smarter than him for the next week.
"How long did he spend, Mom?" Asked a student while asking who was sitting in the right corner, it looks like a bad boy.
"It's probably only a week."
"Well, lamain dong, ma'am. We're tired of being taught by Mr. Arman. The guy's not cool." Said another student sitting in the front row.
The words of the student received a lively response from several other students, including many men.
"Mom was told to just for a little while" said Kesya smiling as much as possible. He already knows the character of the students if they see a lecturer who is a little handsome or beautiful, surely they are interested. "Okay, since it's mom's first day of teaching, it looks like we're going to make a deal and an introduction."
"What mother status?!" Not yet started a student who was also in the front row shouted.
"On the KTP is not married." Answer Kesya briefly. "Okay, we made a deal. For anyone who is late to enter after five minutes I enter. So I'm not allowed to follow my studies."
Hearing that the students looked confused and surprised, even Mr. Arman was never like that. The equivalence that occurred after fifteen minutes the lecturer entered.
"How's it?" Keep Kesya up while asking.
No answer, just a nod of the head.
Not yet Kesya continued his words, two students pulled the door quickly and entered in a hurry.
"Ma.sorry we're late." One of them is none other than Kevano.
"You're late" Kesya said, not caring that it was Kevano.
Kevano sharpened his ears, it seemed like the voice was familiar to him. He then lifted his face up and found Kesya staring at his face.
"Auntie." Kevano said while pointing at Kesya.
Buk up!
After hearing the word that came out of Kevano's mouth, Kesya did not hesitate to hit Kevano with his head lecture book.
"You're not polite, yeah. I am the replacement lecturer Mr. Arman."
Kevano seemed to not believe the look of his bag.
"Because you're late, you're out now and can't attend my course." Kesya said, Kevano seems ordinary, while Adrian does not accept.
"Loh-loh ma'am, can't do that dong. We're only ten minutes late." Adrian said not to accept Kesya's words.
"Well that, my deal was changed. Now it can't be five minutes late. You guys heard, right? Now please come out!"
"Don't want to." Adrian kept pushing himself, and tried to sit in his chair.
But, Adrian had not had time to sit down, Kevano lightly pulled his hand walking out the door of the room.
Kevano did not care about Kesya's punishment, just to be able to meet Kesya was enough for him.
"Eh you're doing it anyway, No." Adrian said, releasing Kevano's hand which was holding his hand.
"We're just gonna give it to him."
"Whose mothers are they?"
"That's the aunt I told you about."
"Your message is silent just as it was told to come out."
Hearing Adrian's impression, Kevano just grinned. He didn't know exactly what was going on until Kesya could teach at his college, maybe there was something. But, what he thinks about his work, this is not the time to go home? And there's no way Ruben's brother let him out at work.
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One hour and a half courses with three SKS completed. Kesya is now resting her ass on a soft chair belonging to the Faculty of Arts. Teaching for a while made him hungry.
Before sitting he had ordered iced tea and rawon beef, who knows the meat can relieve dizziness in his head because it teaches students who are naughty not playing, like schoolchildren.
After his order arrived, he bribed while occasionally checking his phone. There are no important calls, useful chats other than Group Chat from Trio Kalong.
Left Kesya, the bland life of Ganda and Yunda increasingly tasteless. The Chat Group was full of sad emoticons that even made Kesya laugh.
While he was laughing, a buzz on his desk made him startled and choked.
"Oh God." He said surprised as he covered his lips.
"Hi, aunt." Kevano.
Kesya like not surprised if Berondong It came, because surely he would bother him if he knew sekampus.
"What?" Ask ketus Kesya.
"Dih. Long time no see Vano, is not kangen?"
"Four days I did not meet you I am grateful to God, until I bow down. I thought I'd never see you again."
"Till it all." Kevano's raut changed, his lips manyuned forward.
Kesya continued eating the sign of not caring.
Although Kesya did not care, Kevano continued to speak indistinctly. Occasionally Kesya mendehem and nodded.