My Ex-husband Lecturer
Chapter 1 Morning Incident on Campus

“Gue likes lo”, the incident that morning successfully made news all over campus.

How not? A man and a woman are making the atmosphere of the campus is usually calm and serious, suddenly become a drama genre romantic. Events that have been more than a week passed still continue to be the talk of the students as if there is no expired period.

Like a gossip channel, the headline continues to discuss the same thing over and over again until there is other fantastic news. The scene a few days ago was like that too.

As if there is no news that is no less fantastic than that, until - until everyone on campus talks about the same thing continuously.

From every corner of campus came that sentence again. That scene again. That look again. It was as if they were running out of college work.

“What – what the heck people – people. Hello... How many weeks is this? Why the talk is still not far – away from the stale news.”

“Are they short on tasks? What to campus for? What about love news? They think college money is paid with what leaves?”

They do not think of their parents who have been hard-earned to send their children to school? Hah... I was furious.”, said Kirana, a girl in her hand holding a laptop as well as a task report that did not seem to be stretched out however she tried to finish it.

“Na, say you're jealous. You did it a long time ago - gebet the Radit. Uh it's her turn to express her love to other girls, you so silent a thousand languages. I'm not tweeting anymore?” story, said Ghea, Kirana's best friend on campus.

- Character Introduction

Hi my name is Kirana. I am a third semester student at the Faculty of Engineering, a well-known public campus in Indonesia. I majored in Interior Architectural Engineering because I did not qualify for medicine. 

This is my best friend, Ghea. Doi also majored in the same.

Almost silent by a thousand languages, Kirana could only turn her head to the left and stare intently at the friend she thought was her best friend on campus.

“Why are you staring at me like that? Not really you have long ngincer whose name is ‘Radit’? Is it wrong me? Huh?”, he said, who was not afraid of being stared at with round eyes like that, even challenging with a more spicy sentence.

“Ihhhh ..what - what, when did I ever say that I like Radit? Not very bad, yes. If you usually ngarang, do not enter the Faculty of Engineering. Enter there Faculty of Cultural Sciences to become a writer.”, reply Kirana while doing gas.

“No yes in my history book whose name is ‘Kirana likes the same Radit’. It's good to just conclude haphazardly. If a bego person passes by and hears what you call it, he can really nganggepnya. DANGER, Ghe.”, Kirana continues to defend herself while her hands are still busy applying cream wash speck by speck to her face.

He had already placed his laptop and report neatly beside the sink. Of course in an angry style - angry because it is still emotional.

“History? Lo aja means who entered the Faculty of Cultural Sciences. Pake bring - bring the history of all.”, said Ghea no less loud.

The toilet was like both of them. They deliberately chose the most corner toilet from the laboratory room. There are hardly any students who pass by here. This makes them more free to dress up.

“Iiih...very hard yes the feeling of talking to you. History, HISTORY, I mean the history of my life. Not history in college. It really needs to be as clear as I am - he explained.”, Kirana still nags with a firm tone. However, his lentic fingers can still attach the cream to his face gently.

“Ah... said dong from earlier if you mean it is a life history sheet lo. By the way, I want to reopen your history sheet. Should I play a documentary? Let you know if you ever like Radit. Wait, not ever, the power is still. Hahahhaha”, Ghea laughs loudly while washing his hands.

This toilet has become their hiding place and headquarters for gossip. Because some people use this toilet. But, they also never thought that the word ‘JARANG’ does not mean no one passed.

“I told you right, it's an old story. New dong day open. Still talking about old news. How many centuries have it been. Move-on.. Hello, if you open a business, now you do not know where it went because you are not up-to-date.”, said Kirana with her hands are still busy. I don't know how many layers he's wearing that cream.

“Tadi said it does not exist in history, now say it's an old story, which is consistent dong. Jealousy said it. Don't be shy – shy times, Ran. You said ‘MOVE-ON’, right? Bener dong lo once liked Radit.”, although not seen paying attention, it turns out Ghea commented on the word from Kirana.

“Gue is not jealous. Catet good - good. I'M NOT JEALOUS. Don't talk about dong. What a good thing about Radit. His only point is in his post, K-E-T-U-A B-E-M Campus. Besides, what else? There is noaa”, Kirana said.

He did not even hesitate to use his hand gestures and expression to reinforce his opinion. Then, she refocused on her makeup.

“Child basketball?”, said Ghea again between want to make sure and to judge.

“Ehm. yes. It's just a doang, right? Heh. basketball mah all men can also. Not only Radit doang.”, Kirana turned her face at a glance towards Ghea and admitted it while hesitating.

“Tajir?”, said Ghea again who had raised his third finger to register one by one the advantages of Radit, the men they were talking about.

“Well, that's all, right? Tajir mah bokapnya. She's not. Do not equate tajir from birth equally tajir peddling, yes. Bede!”, said Kirana again did not want to give up even though now Ghea had raised her fourth finger.

“Cakep, white, lofty, rich international model, unpretentious, stocky? Do I need to put my toes on? Udah not enough nih want to list the advantages of Radit”, Ghea continues to intrigger the anger of his friend.

“Aahh serah lo dah. My taste ama she has long been lost.”, refute Kirana loud.

Kirana's lost for words. He wanted to deny but he wanted to. The words of Ghea, her best friend just now had a point as well. Nor could he not help but acknowledge the truth.

“Well, have spoken of this taste. There was dong, I guess. When feels? How does it feel?”, said Ghea continues to judge Kirana who has finished applying cream on her face.

“Lagian, what a good girl shot with Radit. Rich no other girl at this campus.”, Kirana put the cream back in the bag and tidied the laptop and report it in her hand.

The more Kirana denies it, the more it appears that Kirana may actually have a taste for Radit. Or, Kirana just can't make her point so she makes her best friend misunderstand? Or he just can not be said to lose with women who are now officially holding the status of ‘Radit’ Girlfriend. Which one is kira?

“Cuih, jealousy says, don't hide. Ntar jatohnya nyesek lo, Ran.”, said Ghea.

He still doesn't want to give up.

Ghea, whether a friend or not. He was very excited to heat up, Kirana manasi. Ghea is not the name if you give up on the matter of this flavor debate. They have not been friends for a long time but have been very familiar since Ghea and Kirana were in the same Ospek group.

They had a history of mutual symbiosis in those days. Their friendship is also unique.

“Waaah ni ngajak nois, here lo...”, said Kirana sambal pointed – pointed towards Ghea.

The two girls wearing jeans and formal shirts were still joking with each other while busy tidying themselves up for the preparation of the presentation of the class later. One girl was busy tidying up the hair that the actual order never changed despite having been combed hundreds of times. Another one was busy spraying perfume on his shirt.

So engrossed in talking about their personal problems in front of the toilet to be unaware of the existence of others. Even until Kirana who was done with her afternoon ritual hit someone. It felt like the chest of the field and the body was strapping, because after crashing his body was still relaxed and not budging.

“Thank me not heard anything.”, said a guy who arrived – arrived walking through the ladies' toilet, just as the – fairy gossip was sliding out the toilet.

Not to mention Kirana had a look, the man had already said one sentence. Instead of sounding ordinary, his sentence actually made him sound more suspicious.

The man also left immediately. More precisely running around - birit because it seemed like he had heard things that he should not have heard.

Kirana and Ghea could only look at each other - gazes.

Their faces were red, between doubt, confusion, and shame at the possibility that the man might have heard all their words today.

“Ghe, he doesn't hear what we're talking about right?”, Kirana said with a worried face.

Kirana, this girl does not really care about anything that other people say. However, if for the affairs of romance on campus, especially if this is related to Radit, he also cannot stay silent.

What if the guy told the others. What if he misunderstood? Ah. it's impossible. It can be heard coming out. He just said to assume he didn't hear anything.

‘Taking it means really hear?’, Kirana took pains to convince herself with all her might if the guy had heard nothing or even misunderstood.

“According to lo?”, replied Ghea in an unconvincing tone.

“Aahhhh bodo! Because – because lo sih.”, Kirana directly accused Ghea sambal issued a tone of urgency and face bete.

“Loh kok so because – because I. The person whose voice is rich tuh uh elu.”, again - again, not Ghea his name if he just relented.

“Wait, but that guy doesn't seem to be from our faculty? Or not from our army? How does the feeling of his face I do not know at all?”, asked Kirana who finally can think clearly after the fog had to how to control this situation.

“Bener too. Come to think of it - think I just saw this guy for the first time? What's the class sister?”, now Ghea also asked.

“No way, although you rarely menggampus, but I often. I am also a child of BEM Faculty, so my junior to senior apal. And that kid doesn't seem to be.”, Kirana is very very much with him.

“Bener too. You must be apal. Or maybe he's another faculty kid?”, Ghea started to make assumptions in his head.

“Ngapain other faculty children here? Pake nguping near the toilet again.”, Kirana can not take for granted assumptions from Ghea.

“Bias. Maybe the girls are schoolchildren here and again pick up or want to eat together. Kan often. Or again there is a need what is.”, said Ghea again strengthened his assumption at the beginning.

“Bener too. It means he won't know me, let alone Radit. So safe dong.”, said Kirana smiling in relief.

“Hn. For a while we can think of it as.”, said Ghea.

“Loh, how for a while anyway?”, Kirana did not accept it.

“Ya how to. Kan we have not got the exact answer.”, again - again they argue for the fourth time.