
A slender, tall woman, with white skin, came out of a cottage. It's just alone. Intending to release his fatigue in the crowded city, he walked around the lodging area filled with trees.
A pair of men and women who are two-bodied enough to attract his attention. It was like knowing the face of this man. He ventured to approach the couple who looked friendly.
"You're Ferdian, huh?" ask the woman with the shoulder-cut hair.
Ferdian looked at the woman in surprise. He was trying to get to know the woman's face. While Ajeng looked at the two suspiciously.
"Yes, I'm Ferdian!" ferdian replied with a question mark.
"I'm Andrea Vellicia! Still familiar?" ask the woman friendly.
"Ooh...Vellis! Ah yes, sorry I forgot to remember, hehe!" said Ferdian.
"This is your wife? Pregnant again?" asked Andrea or Velli, Ferdian called him by his last name, because his name was similar to his male cousin.
"Yes, this is my wife, Ajeng. This is Velli, father's son!" ferdian is friendly.
"Hi, hello!" greet Velli friendly.
"Greetings know too," Ajeng replied.
"Autumn holiday here?" velli looked at the two.
"Yes, babymoon again, seek tranquility" replied Ferdian.
"Wow, congratulations to you both!" velli said enthusiastically.
"Thank you! Are you on vacation too?"
"It just so happens that there is another business in Bandung, all holidays here," said Velli.
"Ooh..."
"Yes, you guys continue your walk, right? I have to go again! Bye, Fer, Go!" pamit Velli was friendly, then he left the couple.
"Bye!" reply Ferdian.
Ajeng who was still staring at Velli's departure, pulled her husband's arm tighter. His face was expressionless, almost pouting in fact.
"Who is that?" tanyanya flat.
"That's my father's son, Andrea Vellicia, his name!"
"Yes I know! I mean, was there a connection you had with him back then?"
"Umm..all acquaintances!"
"Not sure!" said Ajeng upset. His instincts say not so, although the woman is not aggressive, instead be friendly to him.
Ferdian sighed. He realized his wife was suspecting him.
"Acclt just right! Only, that's it, the woman who yesterday was trying to be fooled by me!"
"That's it!"
"Why?" ask Ferdian.
"Beautiful, body-rich models, continue to pinter again and mature, typical you really are?"
"Yes! Continues to?"
"Why not choose him?" again Ajeng asked the same thing, which he asked yesterday.
"Oh my God, I'm tired!" replied Ferdian patting his eel.
Ferdian melengos goes by his wife.
"Ferdians!!!" shouted Ajeng.
Ferdian stopped his steps, then turned around.
"Jealous no, stupid no!" said Ferdian tapping gently on his wife's head.
Ajeng snorted annoyed and spoiled.
"Come, walk again! Can't be angry, his grandpa will be angry!"
"Yes, I'm sorry!" said Ajeng embrace her husband again.
Ferdian chuckled amusedly at his wife's strange behavior.
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The new school year has begun. The campus was visited by new students. The atmosphere really came back crowded after almost two months of quieter. Ferdian this time has entered the seventh semester. Despite being married, her GPA is still stable above the 3.5 cumlaude. This semester he will try to install scientific papers for the final task of his students. He also will not jump into taking care of new students anymore, unlike last year. While his wife, Ajeng, his womb has entered the 7th month. He will still teach even though only up to half a semester is also a lecturer guidance for final-level students. That way the schedule will feel loose. She plans to take maternity leave in the next two months. It will be a thrilling and exciting time for both.
New students in white and black uniforms, lined up neatly in the field. They consist of undergraduate and post-graduate students who participate in ospek activities. Ospek elite campus such as Mentari University is enough with the introduction of each faculty, campus facilities, as well as the seniors only. Therefore, the orientation and introduction period of the campus only runs 3 days. After that they can immediately follow normal lectures.
Ferdian and Ajeng visited the library that afternoon on campus. Ajeng intends to provide thesis guidance for students, while Ferdian intends to find literary works and literary theory books to be the material of his script.
Ferdian strolls through the neatly lined corridors of the shelves of foreign literary masterpieces. Suddenly a group of new students arrived with the assistance of their senior brother of course.
"This is our faculty library, yes, you can find the books that are needed for your college!" male students from semester 5.
New students from the Faculty of Cultural Sciences seemed enthusiastic to see sturdy shelves lined up neatly loading books. Ferdian watched them. He also remembered when he first entered this modern-style library. He also remembered that he often stole the views of his beautiful lecturer who was often in this library. Ferdian smiled to himself imagining it.
"Hi Bang Fer!" greet the student maba's companion.
"Hey, Ki! Another assignment?!" sapa Ferdian who knows her underclassman, Rizki by name.
"Yes, tired too?" his weakness.
"Just English!"
"Ooh..."
Some new students came to Kak Rizki, had wanted to ask about some collections in the library. Instantly, Rizki instead introduced Ferdian to the maba.
"Know this, Brother Ferdian of English Literature majors too!" rizki said, making Ferdian surprised.
The maba, especially the female maba, amazed him.
"His handsome.." chirps a student.
"Repaint ya?" another whisper.
"What semester is sis?" ask a brave man.
"Semester 7!" ferdian smiled.
"Well.." said the amazed.
"Do you have a boyfriend yet?" again, someone dared to ask her such a thing.
"Sst! Don't make a fuss in the library!" exciting Rizki.
"Jawab dong Kak!" and another sergeant.
"Wedlock, have kids!" rizki answered his voice.
"Seriously Brother?! Don't lie dong!" chirped some college students.
"Sister Ferdian answered dong!" yell at the other.
Ferdian chuckled withstanding his laughter.
"Udah really your senior answer," replied Ferdian made the lethargic women who were enthusiastic.
"Hush hush, we move yuk!" exclaim Rizki invited the new students out of the library.
"Yaaah..new also acquaintance, has been rejected raw!" chirps a student.
Suddenly came Ajeng who was confused to see the new students who looked puffed up. The new students now turned to Ajeng who had a very beautiful face but saw his body was pregnant. Then they whispered.
"Hey you!" rizki exclaimed at the new students, who immediately turned to face her upperclassmen.
"Well knowin too, this is the most beautiful lecturer of English Literature sekampus. Her name is Miss Ajeng!"
Again the new students were amazed.
"Well..beautiful!"
"What a pretty oath!"
"Well but pregnant again, means married dong yaa?" chirps a male student.
"Our class isn't it?" ask the others.
"Why the hell?" ask Ajeng to the dumbfounded Ferdian.
"That's another freshman ospek on the scene" replied Ferdian.
"Well pay attention, they're both husband and wife!" said Rizki announced a couple who are now standing side by side in the corner of the corridor.
The new students were automatically astonished, their mouths gaping, and their eyes enlarged.
"Oh my God, so good!"
"Dream couple really, I envy meee!!
"Sure is both handsome and beautiful!"
And other words of praise from the baba-maba frenzied for the two of them.
"That's moving Ki there! Shame on us to feel like artists on campus!" said Ferdian pushing the body of his underclassman.
"Thank you Rizki!" said Ajeng smiling.
"Together, Miss! Let's go!" rizki said then passed by with the new students behind her.
"Every year is always like this, so the attention of new students. But luckily this year it's married, so it's safe!" ferdian.
"Yes, let alone wanting to have children. Is it safer?"
"Yes! Thankfully, there are you!" ferdian kissed his wife's forehead.
"Hey, it's still on campus!" serang Ajeng pushed her husband's body.
"Wildamah! Come home, it's done, right?" ask Ferdian.
"Well, did you get the book yourself?"
Ferdian showed me the two books he got.
The two walked out while returning the smiles of the people greeting them. Welcome to the new school year.
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