
"Elina, that's your money, yours. Food at school is expensive. Just take it to the dormitory for the rest" Due to Rumi's coercion, Elina finally took the food and returned to her seat.
I saw Elina who was gone. Rumi starts to open up a conversation with the beautiful woman "Citra, if you want to feed your men. Next time don't use people's money"
I felt that statement go to him. Cyara smiled as she replied casually "I didn't use the money, she gave her own money to treat us. And my name is not Citra, but Cyara".
His brows furrowed, not expecting to be told his real name. Because he doesn't care either. With a grin he uttered the wise words "If you have no money, you better not eat. Than to eat good but the money from the palm yakan?"
"Haha, you misunderstood Rumi".
"Mending work deck. Halal rather than eating the cake's illicit food" continued Rumi, pretending not to hear Cyara.
"I said you misunderstood Rumi" Cyara began to lower her voice. With the woman's accusation.
"Oh so, yes" he looked up and walked to his stool. His classmate who happened to see the brief debate just kept silent and made the two of them a spectacle.
Cyara's expression was initially friendly, smiley. Turning wrathful "Awas kau Rumi, getting a pesky scholarship*n" muttered Cyara biting her lower lip.
Ospek ended when the sky was orange. Rumi goes to her dormitory while carrying a blue tosca suitcase containing her equipment to stay in the dormitory. The rooms were numbered twenty-nine and each room contained two people. He wondered who would be his roommate.
"Elina?".
"Rumi?. You're also a twenty-nine hostel?" Tenyata, plot twist of them both roommates.
Without much questioning. They began to clean up and rearrange the layout of the room according to their taste. Rumi opened the suitcase she was carrying and took out two pairs of shoes first. He turned to his clothes, hung up his clothes and folded some of them and put them in the closet. Elina was also arranging clothes in the second closet next to Rumi's closet to steal a glance "Why are all your clothes long-sleeved?" He approached Rumi and abandoned his clothes.
"Hmm, because I like it" said Rumi who was still busy.
Elina glanced at her friend's clothes that had been neatly arranged "Your body is nice. New clothes well" Rumi nodded confirming Elina's words.
Looking at his cocky friend, a long sigh came out "Is my clothes that good as it smpai make your eyes sparkle" he asked while zipping his suitcase because it was finished composing.
Elina nodded loudly at Rumi's breath again. He glanced at Elina's closet, which was mostly filled with shabby clothes and colors that had worn off, was not worth wearing. Naturally when he saw her clothes, Elina's eyes were filled with admiration.
Rumi picked up her shoes next to the suitcase and walked up to the shoe rack next to the exit, then placed them there. Then he took some clothes in the closet to wear "I shower first well" he said as he walked into the bathroom with a nod of Elina. It was late at night, so they had to take a shower.