One Night Stand With Lecturer
The Part 64

This student service activity was attended by students accompanied by the organizing committee of activities**, the student executive board and accompanying lecturers from the Faculty of Economics.

First day of direct visit to SMA Negri 2. They were warmly welcomed by the school. The activities they do are quite diverse. Starting from holding friendly matches such as volleyball, basketball and futsal.

"Okay, for the volleyball I hand over to the princess participants and will be guided by the captain Disya," said Bisma suddenly.

Disya who is still busy then look up unsure of what is mandated. For previous activities, Disya may not mind even seem very excited, because indeed volleyball became one of her hobbies and passions in the world of sports. But for now of course not, because of course he is a two-body.

"Commander's interruption!" disya Report.

"What Yes?" Bisma squinted her eyes.

"Gue again vacuum, can not be replaced. Just a friendly match so that the brothers can show abilities, surely many of them are good too, later I will selection randomly," he said looking for an excuse.

"Okay, it could have been. It is simply a formality to unite in togetherness."

"Faith," Inwardly Disya relieved. He really could not jump on the field, to follow the game. Fear of khilaf and jumping can be dangerous, considering that on the field like to prank.

The game is on, there are volleyball, basketball and futsal. For students who do not participate in the game, they become a support system to encourage the match.

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Disya's view accidentally met with Sky, the man was watching her from a direction. Same in the same location. The man was even quite wary when Bisma interrupted Disya to come into play.

Oh my God .. that's what people do see me mulu, make salting aja deh.

Suddenly there was a commotion on the field, Dara suddenly had to go out because of injury while jumping, he had leg cramps. Again Bhishma spontaneously appointed Disya to be his instead.

Fucking me!

"Eh! Don't I Bus, I've said it too, I'm badmood again," he was looking for an excuse.

"Lo why the hell, stay in too, you weird know?" pissed Bisma ngedumel.

"My sorry ...."

"Udah flap change lo clothes, enter the field. The committee must succeed all events."

Jleb

Disya could not dodge, he also complied to the dressing room. With a bad feeling he began to walk straight towards the field. However, when he got there it turned out to be six, it turned out that Bu Mega jumped into the field, although funny fall was not so proficient, but enough to save himself.

Usut had a swipe turned out for the support of Mr. Sky, of course Bu Mega spirit four-five. Disya began to sink again mingling into the audience stands.

"Lo really long, has been replaced Bu Mega," explained Bisma.

"No pa-pa, Bu Mega is not too bad," said Disya calmly.

"Yes, move the stand, I'm checking basketball or futsal. Rolling the same other committee."

"Okey," replied Disya spirit.

Disya and Bhishma moved positions, they headed for the game of basketball.

Here no less rame, almost all students of High School 2 girls gathered on the sidelines to support this quite lively friendly match.

"Wish.. rame bat!" chirps Disya. The girl approached Bila who turned out to be engrossed in the basketball stand.

"Ashik .. a lot of combros," chirps When suddenly heard.

"Combro? What the hell?" kepo Disya kepo's.

"Ish .. It's lo jargon, time of forgetting." When you look like acting mrengut.

When rolling lazy eyes. "Otak lo, the contents of Rayyan mulu will be loading. Try occasionally staring at others, such as ..." When frowning his forehead after his neutrality swept across the outskirts of the field.

"What do you mean, combro lo?"

"No, it's cooler!" When menoel Disya's arm.

"Lo here deh, this is my feeling or really, you see, from earlier dogan Sky seein lo mulu."

"Well! Where am I trying to see."

"That's, north of the field."

"Where, I don't see." Disya swept a glance across the audience, she could not find a man who was her husband.

For a moment he did not take a headache and returned indifferent, enjoying the increasingly exciting match.

"So, I saw it there."

"If I go back, look at futsal for a second."

"Eh! Here, more fun basketball. It's a pity that combro is in winuin."

"Combro mulu mind you?"

"It's not interesting, local."

"Ehem, don't worry who is next to me satirize," continued Disya glanced at Bisma.

"Combro (Cowok maco brondong) is more interesting, I like the unyu-unyu."

"As far as you are. Bus, run out of this agenda visit to SME entrepreneurs continues or tomorrow?"

"It should be after this, according to the schedule tomorrow focus meatballs. But this enthusiastic children in his rich field will be polishing the event deh. What time do you try?"

"Half three, the agenda ends at three o'clock, some are arranging a cover with the extension of material about our campus."

"Briefing through sosmed try," suggested Disya.

"Mana Denger, again on the fun watch. I'm trying to."

They drown in their cell phones. After the commander has ordered. Finally right at half-four closed with epic and greetings of affection, as well as a little about the campus and hope for the young generation of the nation's successors.

The next event directly continues to small business actors (SMEs). Subsequent visits are scheduled to chocolate making (chocolate house) and cake making. Here they learn how to make, and process raw materials into cakes that are good to sell. The economic children are business conscious, from the initially small businesses are growing and increasing. The importance of sharing in small businesses. Although it feels tired and tired, but today it is closed with a sweet-sweet.

"Add alhamdulillah, "give thanks to Disya on the way home to the camp.

"Yoye, definitely. Save energy for tomorrow, make sure enough rest and don't stay up late."

"OK, ready commander 86," Disya replied.

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The first event went well, although tired hit, but it felt so pleasant. Especially now that Disya lives in the middle of nowhere, it helps to make her emotions no longer visible and her heart is calm.

Disya is preparing to arrange her bag as a cushion, the girl will actually carry out the advice of Bhishma, although in fact other girls are in a group and gossip, discussing about men in general. Including Disya's husband who became the topic of their conversation.

drt

disya's phone vibrated, a message from someone who always irritated her, but kept her attentive.

[Udah bobo yet dear? Get out daft dong, I'm behind your tent]~Pluto.