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12| The Red

Yogyakarta.

It is both a city of culture and a city of education. Unlike Jakarta, here people flock here to learn, try to understand and preserve the culture to stay awake.

This is one of my motivations for studying here. Because I love culture. As much as I love the name of science, robotics, invention, and so forth. In my heart there is only a culture that is imprinted unshakably. I don't know, sometimes I'm confused, why my brain and heart never match?

"Tiara?"

"Tiara?"

"Oh yes sir, what's wrong?" ask me to Mr. Reon, after hearing his call. I think I was dreaming while looking at the streets.

"Hp you that sounds!!" said again.

I just realized that from earlier the HP in my bag rang.

JELITA is calling...

"Hallo's? Why Jel?" ask me with a wonder mimic. Rarely does he call, usually just WhatsApp.

"LO WHO WHY TIA???"

Eh buset!!! This kid is crazy times, huh???

"Not to yell, I'm also horrified!!" I said sarcastically, starting to get emotional.

"Where can Semalem not go home? Not in bales? You know, I've been like the son of Thoyib who waited for her husband not to come home!!"

Ouch, ******!! I forgot to tell him again.

"Gue nginep at home temen semalem, because the rain is heavy. Sorry didn't tell Lo!!" say I finally.

"OK deh. But you're okay, right?"

I am so sweet, my same attention. Touched me.

"Yes, I'm okay. I also arrived at college."

"Yes already. I'll wait at the back gate, okay?"

"Ready!!!" I said before the call was ended by Jeli.

I glanced at Mr. Reon who was still cool with his appearance when I was a temporary driver. Well, over the persuasion mbak Eva so sure.

"Sir, from the back gate!!" Saying I.

"Cannot. I have a little business in the rectorate building. We're just passing in front." Her speech.

Yaudah. I could only sigh thinly, hearing Mr. Reon's refusal. Okay, what do I expect from my lecturer this one. Numpang kekampus with him Alhamdulillah, what else I want.

Mr. Reon's car finally really docked in the front of the rectorate building. I hurried down without seeing Mr. Reon again, my heart is still cowering with his rejection . Fortunately, Lo my lecturer.

"Tiara, don't you want to say something to me?" tanyakanya. My forehead was wrinkled, saying what did he mean? Goodbye, I'll see you tomorrow too.

"What's that, sir?" ask me.

Mr. Reon seemed to think for a while, then faced me. He let out a rough sigh, his gaze implying the meaning of disappointment.

"Thank you!! You think I'm an online driver?"

Well, it turns out my lecturer asked for a thank you? I guess what?

"Hehehe... Sorry sir forgot, I habit of giving money to the driver sir. Not thanks. Then..."

I paused my speech, took a slow breath and bent my back 45° facing Mr. Reon.

"THANK YOU FOR THE KINDNESS OF THE FATHER WHO HAS GIVEN A RIDE FOR THE REGIONAL CHILDREN WHO ARE IN THIS COST CRISIS SIR. MAY YOU BE GIVEN A LONG AND HEALTHY LIFE. I'M LEAVING SIR! AGAIN, THANK YOU VERY MUCH." Shouted me, before running away from Mr. Reon's car.

Huft, I'm happy this morning after taking on Mr. Reon. A rare opportunity in my life.

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I walked by stomping my feet violently, swearing at the spies ******* which from now on I go wherever I go.

BRACKET

I hit Mpok Ning's sales desk hard. If it can be realized, around my body has appeared a fire that licks.

"Ong. Destroy my sales desk!!" said Mpok Ning with her gentle voice.

"Or Mpok?? Time sinking!!" Say Jeli next to me while eating batagor.

"Batagor Mpok portion!" I said to Mpok Ning who has served other buyers.

"Female Lo?" Ask Jeli. My friendly mood has been gone since.

"Eat." he replied. Son, his brain is so short!!!

"Au ah's. Drag me" said I finally tried to neutralize my cocky taste.

Jeli put his drink on me. Looked at me for a while and then spent the bricks again.

"Gue males ate at the faculty, the menu was. The times of breakfast batagor" said Jeli trying to explain to me the reason he did not eat breakfast in the faculty cafeteria, and prefer snack batagor in the shop Mpok Ning.

"Not cooked?" Ask me.

"Have I ever cooked in the morning?" jeli asked me back.

'No, ' said I in my heart, shaking my head.

"Lo nginep where's semalem?" tanyakanya.

"Sir Reon"

I'm still on the brakes until Mpok Ning delivers a bowl of batagor to my desk.

"Batagor love for the kasmaran." said Mpok Ning. Eh Mpok!! Kasmaran from where???

"Jawab my question, Ra!" force Jeli.

"Gue fell asleep at his house, Mr. Reon. So deh I nginep there" said I while feeding a spoonful of batagor

"Couldn't you? Both of these?" ask Jeli again while lifting her index and middle fingers.

"Then Lo a distance. It is not possible that I am both the same Mr. Reon, can be directly married to me as the chairman of RT"

"Once again, there is a disturbing demon." Say again.

Ah, this is the child whose mind is bit slebor. Yesterday I went to the campus editor's office together bang Maman, he could think that I was the same brother.

"Retract yuk Ra!" Ask him, while cleaning up the remnants of food around him.

"Later, I just ate!!"

"Let's go to the library!!" her door.

"What do you want?" ask me.

"Learn. Find references for papers" he replied.

Furthermore I am still busy spending my batagor, while Jeli is busy with his HP. The habits of young people today, if mandengin HP surely they can smile themselves, greget-greget itself, until cry for no reason.

"Ra, what do you think of the hijab world?" he asked, making me choke and cough.

"Lo said what just now?" I asked to make sure my hearing was not problematic.

"What do you think of the hijab world?" ask again.

"Emang why?" ask me.

"Oh, answer me!" jeli said sensi because I did not answer his question.

"I am comfortable with the world of hijab and that is my need. I never saw the hijab as an obligation, even though it is explained in Islam that a Muslim woman must close her aurot." Answer I made the jelly mangosteen.

Jeli is a Muslim but he is not hijab, he said why should hijab? If only just to take care of myself, I can pencak silat to take care of myself.

"So what did you get out of the hijab?" ask again.

"What yes... Maybe the hijab makes me calm."

"Swimming down how do you mean?" ask Jeli wonder.

"Well, because I don't have to pay a lot for hair care" I replied with a laugh.

"Ah You really can't be invited!!!" jeli said exasperatedly.

"Enjoy is Jel. I think the hijab protects me from transparent sin-producing acts."

"I mean Lo? Is there a transparent sin?" tanyakanya.

"There was. For example, Lo saw people until Lo was amazed, until Lo forgot that in fact they are also creatures of God. It's a transparent sin, Lo doesn't feel, people don't know, but Lo's heart does it. Therefore, with us wearing the hijab, we will help our brothers not to commit transparent sins." I explained.

Jeli seemed to think and weigh my words.

"Emang why? Is it not the sin that is seen that is not seen?" ask again.

Well, it's hard if you're the same person with most opinions and questions.

"Lo know that all the natural structures in the world have patterns, they are interconnected. We learn chemistry to know that. God created them all, gave a smaller picture so that people could see that they were living like tiny atoms gathered together to form a thing. Because God knows, humans will not be able to see a world this wide, our visibility is limited Jel. Every step that Lo takes in Lo's life, not only affects Lo's life, but also affects others. One atom is broken, and they affect another atom. It's all the same with our lives." I said long and wide until frothy.

Jeli seemed to think again.

"Ah Lah Lo. Lo's speech is like Chief Rohis, convoluted. Confused me!!" he said while holding his head.

It's up to Lo deh Jel, Lo mah does need guidance. Say me in my heart.

"Let's unplug it!" take me, while standing and pay batagor to mpok Ning.

"Where?" tanyakanya.

"Campus" I said without seeing Jeli's face.

"Tia!!" call him.

"Tia!!"

I turned my head, and saw his deathly pale face.

"What?" ask me.

"Loe... " Jeli paused his words while pointing behind me.

"Why?" I asked while looking back, in the direction that Jeli pointed.

"Lo... bleeding???"

WHAT??? My mind is blank. The only thing I think about is my back skirt.

OH NO. RED PATCHES!!!

'*Don't you see the same kids were red spots on my back skirt???'

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