Possessive Leader
RackJel

Jesi snorted annoyed repeatedly his call did not get an answer from either Raya or Zidan, even though the worms in his stomach had also started a demo asking for food. Intention to invite her lover to lunch together even ended nil, no results.

Realize yourself if all her debit and credit cards cannot be used Jesi must really save money and start stopping eating at her subscription places. Instead of going to the cafe in front of the campus now he chose to turn to a student cooperative that is always full of hours of rest this afternoon.

Campus cooperatives, students often call it kopma. It has been a long time since he last ate at kopma, maybe about two years ago when he first joined the campus introduction activities at the beginning of the year he entered college. At that time he was still wearing an ash-white uniform with a nameplate hanging from his neck plus a ribbon of a number of birth dates in his hair.

Jesi laughed recalling those memories, she held onto her long unraveled hair.

“Haha... used to be this hair in pairs of twenty-seven ribbons.”

On the other hand the passing students began to laugh at him with a sad, strange, pitying gaze even until the words full of sneers were heard again by Jesi.

“Udah is going crazy like it's his girlfriend brother Zidan.”

“That's if the sultan drops, auto stress can't make a reality!”

“So much thanks yah.”

The words made Jesi stop laughing for a moment, he continued his steps towards kopma, “Yes very sorry I got counted crazy, stress too. But surely there are still those who pity me.”

Entering the simple kopma area made Jesi repeatedly fan his hands because he felt sultry. The area of kopma is not too wide with various food stands there making it repeatedly exhale heavily.

“Ah so hot bang.” His grunts with original English, his hands are still fluttered like a fan. Jesi is still looking at various stands while thinking about what food he wants to buy, of course, taking into account the cheapest price.

“Don't turn dong! Step aside I want to pass.” suddenly three girls nudge his shoulders deliberately make Jesi slightly staggered to the side.

“Sorry I accidentally!” Say one of them.

Jesi simply stared in silence while rubbing her shoulders.

“Why do I like that? Not accept? Do not doubt you must be self-conscious now is not the son of the sultan. Don't much style.” His impressions then passed leaving Jesi without apologizing.

“Gue signs this on my ngehina. Although now I am a rakjel but my family is not bankrupt. Look at me if I've become a sultan again, I give you a lesson on.” He murmured while continuing to rub his shoulders. It wasn't her shoulder that hurt but her heart felt more than that. During this time Jesi felt like she never made trouble with anyone, she always smiled kindly at everyone.

“No can be like that. Revenge just makes you cape heart. Just accept and forget, let god reply.” The voice made Jesi turn her head, it turned out that Alya was her classmate. The only hijab student in her class. The gameplay is milk brown and the wide hijab makes Alya look graceful. He smiled as he rubbed Jesi's shoulder.

“Enough a diseased shoulder should not be brought to the liver, liver disease difficult drugnya.” Its effects.

Jesi just smiled and nodded. Hearing Alya's words made her calmer, though,

“Feel can my spiritual flush, thank yah!”

“Sama-sama. Want to eat here? Come together.” Bring Alya.

“Yuk.”

“What do you eat?” ask Alya.

Jesi shook her head, “not knowing. The important thing is cheap and full.” His reply then followed Alya who walked in and lined up to grab some food.

When Alya took a rattan plate which was then fed with rice paper, Jesi did the same. Until all the menus Alya took also he followed. Unlike the stands in front there, the stand that Alya chooses uses a parasmanan system so that students are free to take any food and then take it to the cashier profit is calculated.

“Alya..” shouts softly until the hijab girl who was taking sweet sour squid turned her head.

“It's not expensive right?” continued. Alya just smiled and continued to take food.

Jesi was so surprised when the cashier said the amount of money he had to pay. After paying he circulated his gaze looking for Alya who had already first searched for a table for them. It is not difficult to find Alya in the middle of the crowd because it is very rare for students who have a wide hijab like Alya. Jesi immediately approached one of the tables as Alya waved her hand.

“This oath is really cheap, Al. Rice, Capcay, sweet sour squid, rolade plus sambel equally lalaban only twenty thousand.”

“Twenty thousand loh.” Said Jesi again, then started putting food into her mouth.

“Yes this is delicious turns out, Al.” Imbuhnya with a cheerful smile, at first he did not put much hope on this cheap food. Many people say there is a price for taste.

Alya just shook her head looking at Jesi's attitude and mood that was rapidly changing. He also ate his food.

“Crazy Al, This is the cheapest lunch I've ever eaten. Usually for lunch I can only abis one hundred and fifty thousand, not to mention plus juice or other cold drinks that cost above fifty thousand.” Jesi said after finishing eating so passionately.

“Tomorrow I eat here again ah. All I invite Kak Zidan equally Raya as well.” Its effects.

“I was invited, Jes?” ask Alya.

“Taken atuh.” Answer Jesi.

“It is already poor to be self-conscious dong. The game is also the same as level.” Again the girl who had hit him sneered at the sadist.

Jesi was about to move from his seat but was prevented by Alya, “biarin aja!”

“Lo is not ashamed to sit with me, Al? The other kids are now like me. What was my fault trying? Do I think I'm a rakjel again so they feel I'm hina?” there was a sad look from the face of the girl who a few seconds ago was so happy just because of the cheap and delicious food.

“What is rakjel?”

“Rakjel al, Commoners. Poor, not rich!” answer Jesi.

“Oh.”

“Thank you already want to nemenin me Al, while the others are at a distance. Even though I'm just rakjel.” now

"ntar if I have become sultan again you want whatever I pay for."

“Rakjel or whatever it is in the eyes of God alike, Jes. Don't be sad. Tomorrow I take you to another cheap place to eat.”

Returning from campus on his second day without facilities, Jesi began to get used to riding angkot. Despite the heat and the urgency but he was happy because the money was still left a lot.

When the angkot stopped because of the red light Jesi circulated his gaze out. He saw a man with a motor sport who had just passed the angkot he was riding and stopped in front there, someone he very familiar with women who hugged tightly from the back seat.

At once Jesi opened the glass to see the figure more clearly. He closed his mouth and held back his tears that were almost dripping. Jesi repeatedly shook her head trying to convince herself if she was just the wrong person.

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rice, sweet sour squid, capcay sambel and lalaban only 20k is really, in kopma one of the state campuses in bandung. who ever made sunda empire wkwkkwk. guess which campus try?

but it used to be in 2019 anyway, do not know if now the price is how much. ah so kangen pen become a student again.

yasalam forgive Jesi, uh Yesi who even vent😅😅🤭

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