Positive with you
chapter 4

Tara still froze beside Mita. His eyes were directed at Sandi who was across the building. While Sandi is also the same, equally - equally surprised. Unexpectedly a girl who had been waiting for months today appeared before him.

'That's ..' his mind while looking at Tara.

Their eyes meet. Slowly, Sandi then walked towards him. More precisely, walking to approach his sister, without releasing his gaze on the figure of the girl standing beside him.

The longer, the closer the footsteps were. As if the movement, able to scramble - rattling arsenalin heart and mind Tara. Tara was getting nervous. Grasped tightly to the end of the jeans skirt he was wearing to reduce his nervousness. It does not feel like the ridiculous talk that was ever thrown will be discussed again in the middle - the middle of the existence of Mita. What happens if it happens. It must be half-dead shame.

"Next ..." Asdos's voice from behind seemed to be the savior of Tara's existence at that time. Making Tara, Mita and Sandi who were a few meters away just turned towards him.

"Bu Rahma wants to talk again he said" said Mr. Sofyan, Asdos' name from a distance of several meters.

"Oh yes sir" replied Tara, glancing at Sandi for a moment before coming along.

"Eh, Mit, I'm ahead ..." Pamit Tara to Mita who then glanced again to Sandi.

"He'e Tar, see you yes .." replied Mita.

Seeing Tara's departure, Sandi was clearly disappointed. Though he had been looking for a long time - find the girl, but now instead went, and entered the lecturer's room a little far but can still be seen from the distance Sandi and Mita stood.

"Mit, who was that?" ask Sandi whose view is still not separated from Tara since.

"That?" tanya Mita followed the direction of Sandi's eyes, who looked at the lecturer's room.

"Eits, basic! can't see a little pretty girl!."

With a little annoyed, Mita walked first to leave Sandi. And Sandi then followed him from behind while trying to align herself.

“You know ya? what majors? got number? or is he a college student?"

"Iiiiihhhh, Mas Sandi, start! I'm interested, don't be like him! she's a nice girl - nice, pretty, puinter, perfect. Sandi, don't pantes for him!" hardik Mita does not want her friend to be her sister's victim.

"Lo, how are you? why is it that Emang Mas Sandi?" Sandi didn't accept.

"Oh, think to yourself!" mita answered, walking faster, avoiding a number of questions from her brother.

In the car. Sandi glanced at Mita who was busy putting her things on the dashboard and wearing a seatbelt. His face seemed to be thinking about how to get rid of Mita today in order to get to Tara again.

"Jeez, Mit ..." Sandi patted her eel, pura - pura just remembered something. "Mas Sandi just remember, if there is a meeting papa at the factory."

"Because?" sulkut Mita who knows the direction of Sandi's talk.

"Yes so Mas Sandi can not nganterin go home, Mas Sandi must go to the factory now.."

"Well, right.." Mita's snort started to look sour.

"Yes you take a taxi, it's impossible Mas Sandi has to go far, the house is the same factory in the opposite direction."

"Iiiss, bummer!" grunts Mita who is upset.

"Why again, his name has forgotten. Come now you Mas Sandi anterin ahead to find a taxi so do not have to walk."

Although upset, Mita assures only. He then got out of the car with a slightly rude attitude and then got into the taxi that his brother had stopped.

"Yes, done ..." Sandi smiled mischievously when the plan worked. He then returned to the campus and parked his car in the parking lot and then moved to the front of the lecturer room.

***

At that time, in the lecturer room. Tara sat opposite Bu Rahma Kaprodi in her department.

"Tara, you're in this semester getting another cumlaude GPA huh?"

"Yes ma'am."

"So gini, I want to offer something to you, this .." said Ms. Rahma handed him a post-graduation scholarship brochure and some form paper in front of him.

"This is a full scholarship for S2 and S3,"

"Scholarship ma'am?" Tara grabbed the brochure and turned the page until it ran out.

"Yes a full scholarship for you, and this too, just now I got word, yesterday I tried to recommend you as an ashtos here, and it turned out that recommendation was accepted, so starting next month, I'm trying to recommend you as an asdos here, you have officially become asdos here and one more, later after you graduate S2 you will be appointed as a permanent lecturer at this campus"

"Yes Tara, so I congratulate you .." said Ms. Rahma later.

Tara smiled happily after confirming the truth of the file before her.

"Mom, thank you ma'am. Thank you very much ..."

"Yes the same - the same, the mother is also very happy if there are mother students who succeed"

"Yes mom, once again Tara thanks mom..."

"Yes, same - same. Yes now you can go home, heart - heart yes on the road ..."

"Yes mom, thank you mom"

Happy Tara is unceasingly grateful to Rahma until she leaves the lecturer room.

The door of the lecturer room was closed slowly by Tara. After making sure it was closed tightly, no matter the surrounding, Tara also vented her feelings. He jumped up in excitement with a loose laugh that could not be held back. How happy his heart, can study S2 even S3 with full scholarship.

"Is there any more happy news?" chirp Sandi, disperse the little ceremonial he did.

"Lo..." Tara was stunned for a moment, not expecting Sandi there. But after realizing it, he also changed his attitude pretentious cool again. "When are you there?"

"Em, if I told you from yesterday, you wouldn't believe me" Sandi said.

"Who says I don't believe, I believe, I do." replied Tara Cuek, who then stepped her feet about to leave.

"Eh, where are you going?" sandi quickly grabbed Tara's hand so that the girl in front of her stopped.

"You've just met already playing away." he said again.

"Why indeed? how can I not go?"

"Yes, but right, we just met, cooking is leaving."

"Well, what do you want?"

"Yes, let's talk first. Did you forget what you said?" Sandi gave a probing look.

"What's? what am I talking about?" Tara pura - pura forgot.

Sandi realized that Tara was pretending to forget her expression.

"Have you forgotten or are you pretending to forget?" Sandi gave a slight sharp look.

"Where do you believe? I forgot really or again pretend to forget?" Tara returned Sandi's gaze, not wanting to be intimidated.

"Me?" Sandi brought her face closer to Tara's face, making the girl in front of her a little clumsy.

"I believe in you. So as you say, if we meet again it's our destiny." Sandi gave a slightly deep look, which was tucked into a sense of interest.

The clumsy Tara took a step back to distance herself from Sandi.

"Kok, did you believe me at the time? You shouldn't believe."

"I choose to believe in you. Because I'm sure, you're not the kind of guy who likes bullshit. So," Sandi pulled out her phone and then stuck it out in front of Tara.

"Come, where ..." Sandi asked Tara to give her mobile number immediately.

Tara was silent.

"Tara ..." force it again.

Tara looked at Sandi for a moment. He then grabbed Sandi's phone and wrote down her phone number.

"Awas. Don't WA or call me if it doesn't matter, especially at night" he said, glancing at the sweet-smiling Sandi, showing dimples on both cheeks.

'Finally...' Inner Password.