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Part 169 Meeting of Nayla and Arya

In a village at the foot of the mountain, there was a woman. Young, beautiful, and smart. He comes from a beautiful family in his village. This year was the first year he entered college. This is his first day of college. His steps were steady with a thin smile that never ended as long as he walked to class. He was very happy, because he had become a student at a public college that he had long dreamed of. Although in fact both parents do not really agree if the only daughter of his puppet should be separated from them and go to the city to continue his study.

Classes are getting crowded by students. They sit in the chairs that are provided. Some are already familiar with each other because they are peers or have known each other when entering this class. The girl arrived in front of the class. Look at the big room that is already crowded. There is worry, and worry. Because he doesn't know anyone in there. She was an introvert woman.

At the end of the corridor, he saw an old man carrying some books in his hand with a very handsome look, looking like a teacher to him, he thought maybe it was one of the lecturers here. Finally he went inside, broke through several men and women who were blocking him, looking for an empty seat that turned out to be at the very front. He sat down and put the bag on the table. His gaze continued on the door earlier, hoping that the old man he saw earlier did not enter this room.

Suddenly three men who were fellow students approached him. They look like they're rubbing in their glasses. Making himself shudder in horror at the sight of the three men. "Neng, contact dong. Whose name? Pretty damn good?!" said one of the men. While his two friends continued to look at him like a hungry lion who was about to prey on his victims.

But an empty chair beside him was kicked by someone behind him. "God! Go ye! No macem-macem! Don't bother him!" he said, half threatened.

"Yeah, Yeah! Not fun lu ah. I'm just a doang acquaintance, what's wrong?"

"How dare you fight me?! I said go, go!" again, this time he stood with a book in his hand, about to throw them with it. Without being ordered again, the three young men left, even while grumbling. He sat back down and glanced at the girl in front of him.

"Udah is okay. They're used to it, prank."

"..."

"I'm Arya" he said as he extended his right hand beside the girl. He greeted the helping hand with his head slightly lowered, "Nayla. Thanks, yeah."

"Looky."

A middle-aged woman then entered and made the room quiet. Their classes started this morning.

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College hours have ended, all students are out of class alternately. Nayla's still cleaning up some of her belongings. Without realizing it, Arya had slowed down, occasionally glancing at the girl sitting in front of her. Until the moment most of their friends left class, Arya moved while carrying her backpack, and immediately out of class. Nayla also shortly walked not far behind Arya. The girl was looking for the canteen, because since then her stomach had been rumbling to be filled. Breakfast milk and cereal alone was not enough for him.

Arya paused for a moment while looking around. He deliberately did that so that Nayla walked first in front of him. And now it's Arya who's following Nayla where she's going. Of course by keeping your distance. It is quite easy to find a canteen, because it is not so far from their class. Nayla immediately entered the canteen and looked for an empty seat. After he sat down, without realizing it, there were several other hordes of men who now made the girl feel cornered. "Yeah? So pretty! Dong acquaintance. I'm Rian! I'm your senior brother, so if you have a problem, tell me" said one of them. Nayla is still flinching. His head lowered, and felt uneasy about the current situation. There were again annoying men who were bothering him. The parasite is indeed beautiful, no wonder that he is targeted by men's eyes. "Broast this chick. What gagu times, huh? Just ask him!"

Nayla is getting uncomfortable, she wants to leave but is confused as to how. Finally he got up from his seat, "sorry, brother. Excuse me, I have other business." But it was blocked by them. The four men surrounded Nayla as if not allowing her to leave until they had finished working on her. Suddenly one of them is grabbed roughly by Arya and pulls her backwards. "God! Less than you! How dare you be with us?" ask his other friend.

Arya just smiled cynically, then hit the jaw of the man until his mouth bled. His punch was strong and repeatedly made the other two people sprawl. No one dared to come near or break them all. A commotion finally broke out in the canteen, as the delinquent friends saw this incident. "Retreat!" tell Arya by pointing at Nayla who is still standing nearby. Arya was in a crackle, but she was still able to survive the attacks of her senior. "Crazy the Aryan. Really-generated!" said a woman standing near Nayla.

"You know Arya?" asked Nayla who could no longer hold back her curiosity towards the man. Arya defended him twice in a day.

"Got too familiar. He is my brother. Yes, that's the guy. Easy emotion. Uh, we're in class, aren't we?" asked the girl while looking at Nayla.

"Then anyway? I don't know."

"Yes. You were in the front seat, right? In front of Arya. I know, I'm Retno." They eventually get to know each other who become familiar. The commotion in this canteen finally reached the ears of their respective guardian lecturers. Many parties reported this and eventually they were led to be asked for an explanation. "Take me to the office!" screams a man with a fierce look. The man Nayla saw this morning. Everyone involved immediately followed the man. Arya swept the corner of her torn lips, then picked up her bag that had been accidentally dropped origin. He took a glance at Nayla who was still standing together with Retno. Nayla's gaze was heartbreaking, she wanted to say something but was condescending. "I'm fine," said Arya looking at the girl and soon after the others.

Within a day, Arya's name became quite well known. Almost everyone judged that he was delinquent and demeaning. Because to the point of daring to look for trouble with his senior. They were given long advice of course as well as a warning to not repeat their actions again. Arya came out of the room and was a little surprised to see Nayla already in front, waiting for her.

"Well?" ask Arya.

"Eum, wait for you. I'm .. I'd like to say ...."

"Thank you? Yes, back to love. Relax again," said Arya cut off Nayla's words just now. He walked first and the girl followed him.

"No, Arya." As Nayla's mouth called out her name, Arya became fixated. He swallowed while pressing on his chest. Suddenly his heart rippled, making him feel uncomfortable. He turned his head, and now they were facing each other at a distance of one meter. "Continue?"

"Sorry." Nayla's head lowered again, she felt uneasy and uneasy towards the young man. Because of her, then Arya got into trouble. Arya then raises the chin of the girl, until both pairs of their eyes meet each other. "I don't like you always looking down like that. I do that, let you learn to fight. Don't just be quiet if someone treats you badly. Let's not always ignore each other. Wrestle out? So don't expect me to keep doing it like that! " sternly Arya, threw Nayla face and again made the girl surprised. His fickle attitude was very strange to Nayla. Sometimes Arya looks sweet and kind, but she can be rough in a split second afterwards. It's totally unpredictable.

"Arya, wait!" call Nayla while holding the young man's hand. Arya automatically turned her head and looked at him in wonder. Nayla took a plaster from her bag. He then tore the wrapper and immediately put it into the corner of Arya's injured lip. "Let's not be infected. And thank you for today." The girl immediately left in front of Arya, leaving Arya alone with the same position as before. He remained unmoved for a few minutes before finally touching the former plaster from Nayla earlier. Finally a faint smile formed on his face. He immediately went to the parking lot to pick up his motorbike.

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Nayla rents a boarding house. A neighborhood that does rent a boarding house to live in, either for workers or college children. The shape is like a U with each room is quite comfortable and can be called a house. There is a terrace, TV room and room into one, but with a size large enough, bathroom and there is a small room for the kitchen. He had to make a deep bribe to rent this place for an entire year.

This afternoon Nayla was about to go out for dinner and a snack. She is not the kind of woman who can cook. Let alone making a dish, cooking water can sometimes be charred. Everything she needed was always provided by her parents. She never did any housework because her parents were wealthy enough to spoil Nayla with all the best facilities. That's one of the reasons that both parents find it difficult to let go of their daughters to stay away from them. Nayla is an adult and should be independent.

He rode in a car, only wearing a pajama suit sleep patterned hello kitty with trouser model, wrapped in black cardigan, then wearing a feather sandal covering the fingers of his feet. Impressive relaxed and this is his style.

Nayla still has no memory of this city. This was the first time he had been in another city, alone. Armed with google maps, he sure will not get lost and can return to the boarding house safely. He arrived at a place that was quite crowded peddling tent food. Fortunately, Nayla is not among those who like to choose food. Although he was the son of a rich man, but the food of the five legs was not a problem for him. He chose a chicken tent that is not so crowded. While the other tent stalls were crowded.

"Eum, what is it, what is it, sir?" nayla asked as she looked at the contents of the wagon in front of her. The owner of the tent stall mentioned all the menus, along with all the information he had about all the food. "Sir, this ice stone," said a young man who had just arrived. As Nayla turned her head she glared, so did the young man. "Aryan?" nayla asked a little puzzled over meeting him at this place.

"Yes, buy food?" arya asked casually.

"Hooh, you?"

"This is my father's tent stall, yes here I help you. Sir, I said I can't get here, his back still hurts. Let Arya change," he said to the father earlier.

"Well, where's Arya, nduk?" ask the father who did not even pay attention to the words of his son.

"Tuition buddies, sir," said Nayla.

"Oh. I see."

"Eum, I'll have a grilled chicken, sir. Same warm orange ice," he asked, and was able to make Arya's father confused when he heard the warm orange ice.

"Is orange warm?"

"Yes, the orange ice is made warm first, sir, keep on giving ice cubes on it, but not much. It's called warm orange ice, hehe."

"Oah. Okay, neng." Arya who heard that also smiled.

"Eum, eat here, yes, sir," said Nayla again.

"Oh, nggih. Please sit down first. Wait, yes, Neng. Nang, make some warm orange ice for Eneng," cried the father to his son. Arya is often called 'Nang', a call in Javanese which means boy.

At first Nayla intended to just buy food and immediately go home, but when she found out that Arya was the son of the owner of the tent stall, she seemed to want to linger in this place. Every now and then he stole a glance at the young man who was making his order. He did look sad when he was on campus, but it turns out he was a devoted child to both parents and was not ashamed when his father was just a street-side chicken seller.

"What time is it, sir?" nayla asked as Mr. Muh was burning his order chicken. Warung tent with the name 'Ayam Penyet Pak Muh' has become a leak if the man was named Mr. Muh. In the spark that flew, Mr. Muh casually answered all of Nayla's questions. Nayla is actually a supple and friendly child, only she needs time to adjust. Unless the person he is talking to looks more open, like this Mr. Muh. So Nayla easily mingled with him. They talk about the city, Nayla tells about her origin, and all the other light talk. Mr. Muh also responded with great enthusiasm. "Wah it's a village including a nice village, Neng. Forward in many things. Even though you are not a gini school, you often read newspapers and have heard the name of Neng village."

A glass of warm orange ice was presented in front of Nayla. "Thank you, Yes." Arya did not respond and returned to her work. It helps to clean up the table of people's former dining, tidying it up and wiping it so that other visitors are not disturbed.

"Well, please eat, Neng," said Mr. Muh by giving a plate containing grilled chicken complete with vegetables and sauce. "Thank you, sir. Have you eaten?" ask Nayla.

Mr. Muh smiled, "already."

Nayla then turned to Arya who was still busy with her work. As if knowing what Nayla was thinking, Mr. Muh immediately replied, "Arya had eaten earlier, Neng. But at most later when the stall is closed, he eats again. Don't worry, Arya is good at eating" whispered Mr. Muh, and managed to make Nayla smile.

The girl immediately ate her food. Sometimes he also chatted with Mr. Muh, while Arya just quietly sat in another corner of course occasionally he also noticed the familiarity of Nayla and her father.

It was night, Nayla was still in this tent stall when the food was up. Until finally he himself felt sad, when many visitors began to arrive at the tent shop owned by Mr. Muh. Nayla said goodbye after paying for all the food. "Yes, go home first, yes," said Nayla while Arya was busy making drinks for customers. The young man simply nodded, and glanced at him at a glance. Nayla grunts bitterly, because of Arya's careless attitude that crossed the line.

Nayla immediately got into her car and left this place. And sure enough, he was lost. Several times he turned around the corner that he thought was right, even making it further away from his boarding house. When he uses the services of google maps, the same. He continued to flutter until he finally gave up. Almost crying, he kept trying to turn around, or at least he wanted to go back to the tent shop Mr. Muh earlier. Who knows, Arya or Mr. Muh can help her get home.

Suddenly he heard an eruption and felt his car go on tilt. Nayla finally parked the car on the side of the road. He went out and checked his car. "Duh, leak again!" grabbing her own hair. "Where is so quiet. How this dong," he whined and almost cried.

Nayla who was confused what to do, then just squat in front of her car tire deflated. He did not know how to change the tires of the car and did not know who to ask for help in this place.

"Why?" ask someone. As Nayla looked up, Arya was in front of her. He immediately swept away his tears, and hid his puffy eyes. "The tires."

"Is there a tool for the car?" arya asked while squatting to see the condition of Nayla's car tire.

"In the trunk," pointed Nayla, still covering her face with her head lowered. Arya then took all the equipment he needed and also a replacement tire that was in the trunk of Nayla's car. While Arya changes the tires of the car, Nayla just squats next to her, and watches Arya continue.

"It has. Where the hell are you going? Get to gini's?" ask Arya wonder.

"I'm stray. Don't know the way, yes," Nayla said in a spoiled tone.

"Hm. Where does he live?"

"Here" pointed to Nayla while holding out her google maps.

"This far away is the muter. Yeah, I'm anter. You follow me from behind," said Arya and then returned to her bike carrying several baskets in the back seat.