REASONS FOR FALLING IN LOVE
RFFIL 2
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“Anin, you haven't read this novel yet. The story is cool, the setting of the era of the kingdom used to be that. Use the setting of the Majapahit Kingdom era if not wrong.”
The woman called Anin looked at him.
“It's really exciting huh? You see from yesterday on that scene in the group, I saw Sinta and the genk also arrive at not stopping the noise. Ngehalu.”
“He-em, exciting. As tragic as it is.”
“Why?”
“So, the female protagonist in this story died. Died punished drinking poison with her husband, because it was slandered that same female antagonist who felt jealous of the main character of the woman.”
“Oh, tragic once.” With lips cut.
Ambar knew very well what the word Anin meant. This friend of his was indeed very antipathy towards the creatures of the Adam. I don't know, Ambar doesn't know what caused it either.
“But exciting, you try it, read.”
“Gak ah, right, you already told me.
“Ih, more exciting if you read it yourself. We must be addicted, I just read twice still not bored.”
“Yey! The turn of the novel at home, tuh, the task of Mr. Mahesa dirarin.” Anindya sneer.
“Skip first, my brain will explode if it has discussed the task of him. Lecturer killer, but I keep lope lope because of handsome.” Ambar said with sparkling eyes.
“Huh! Basic.”
“But, Nin. You are, what is it?”
“Means?”Anindya frowned not understanding.
“Yes, another chick on the scene or admiring Mr. Mahesa, although a killer but you're used to seeing him. You're normal, right?”
Yoke!
Anindya hit Ambar on the head with the end of her bow.
“Anyway by the way. Gini, gini, I still love men.”
Ambar stroked his head while giggling.
“Ya ends you_”
“You want to keep chatting or practice, otherwise please step aside. Do not hinder others who want to practice or you are willing to volunteer to be a target of exercise?”
The baritone voice interrupted the chatter of the two. Anindya and Ambar immediately turned to the source of the voice.
Both of them were slightly surprised by the presence of the man. How not, that man was someone they had just engaged in the chat earlier. Ambar's face was pale, his throat even arrived dry.
In his heart pray, hopefully the lecturer did not hear it when he called it a killer lecturer. If not, then finish the story. Just imagining it makes Ambar shudder.
Although Anin. Normally, it was only a little surprised due to the presence of the man in a place like this.
Anindya knew very well what the last word meant.
Nih, people come and even make sprains. It would be rude to interrupt someone else's conversation without excuse.
Unlike Anindya who displayed a flat face, Ambar's face paled slightly.
“Ma-sorry, Sir. We-we don't know, if you want to use the field here.” Ambar stuttered when explaining to the man in front of him, “Ka-if so, we excuse you sir.” Ambar pulls Anindya's hand, takes her away from there.
But Anindya held him back. Suddenly Ambar's steps stopped.
“Without being disrespectful, this training ground we both came first. Isn't there still an empty one.” His words unhesitatingly pointed towards the back of the man.
“But you guys don't exercise.”
“Who said?”
“I see you guys_”
“You only see when we are at rest, after several warm-ups.”
“You?” Mahesa's eye brows lifted next to her.
“Ya?”
“Not that word is so disrespectful considering I am your lecturer on campus.” Mahesa said with a stern voice and a cold face, filled with a look of intimidation.
Ambar broke out in cold sweat at the sight. Unlike Anindya who displays a normal face.
“On campus, right, not here because here you are not who. After all you used to start everything, if indeed you are a lecturer. Shouldn't you not just talk and judge carelessly.”
After saying that Anindya pulled Ambar's hand without waiting for a reply from the man and refocused on training.
Mahesa Ardi Langga stared at the departure of the two. His eyes stared intently at the two women, more precisely at Anindya. This was the first time someone had ever given up all his words, even saying if he was not who he was.
As Ambar said, if he was known as a killer lecturer among other lecturers. Some students and students who attended the class were so shy or afraid because of their discipline. Mahesa does not even hesitate to provide E values for students or students who do not do their duties.
His feet were running south, an empty spot for archery practice. Right in line with Anindya.
From the beginning of entering as a substitute lecturer, Mahesa had already observed the woman. His face is usually. Not very pretty. Not bad either. Long black hair, proportional body. Probably about 165 cm. With the right weight. And yes, the curves of the body fit anyway. Mahesa just saw him today. Well, maybe this explanation is better to miss.
When Mahesa took a swipe to slide her arrow, her eye tail could still observe Anindya's movements that were correcting her bracer¹.
Jem!
The Arrow² that was fired by hers was very on target as usual.
Mahesh could see with his eyes, if at the other end some women gathered to look at him. There was even the sound of cheering and giggling from them. Unlike Anindya and Ambar who are in focus.
Jem!
Jem!
Ambar's Arrow managed to fire the outer ring, while Anindya's was the same as Mahesa's. Right in the inner circle. The two of them then take a seat and take their Arrow from the target.
Mahesa saw that. Now he felt guilty for saying so carelessly.
“Attracting.”
His lips then turned into a smile, his eyes looking at the back of Anindya who was now walking out of the training field to disappear from there.
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FOOTNOTE :
¹ Bracer: chest protector
² Arrow : Arrow
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