The Heart of Old Menjakaka
95. That's right Om Gugun
After a few minutes passed, Gugun's car finally parked in a famous university in the city. Then, they both went down and headed for the dean room.
"I'll excuse you then, yes, Miss. Hopefully Miss at home studying here and more enthusiasm in learning," said Gugun when he, Citra and Mr. Dean were in front of the class majoring in business.
"Yes, Om. Amen." The image nodded quickly. Gugun smiled then stepped away from there and got into his car.
After that the dean invited Citra to go inside and meet the lecturer. Then, the girl immediately introduced herself to some students in the class which amounted to 24 people.20 students and 4 students, maybe now it is 5 if added to her.
"Greetings know everything, my name is Citra Putri Siregar, aged 19 years. Student moved from Jakarta and from Jakarta," Citra said.
They were all in there instantly welcoming greetings and the loudest was the voice of the student.
"Greetings to the beautiful image!" their cheer is compact.
"You are sitting behind him Sisil, Cit," said the Lecturer as he pointed with his hand towards the short-haired beautiful girl. The image nodded and smiled, then walked over and sat there.
After the Dean left, the class began.
"Partner" called a man who was in the left seat. Then Citra turned towards him. "Let's take a break eating with me, huh?" the door while smiling.
"Just like me, Cit!" said another man who was sitting in front of the man who called him earlier.
"Just like me, it happens that Omku has a restaurant, you know," said another man. He sat behind the Citra chair.
All the students in the class looked handsome and white, there was no one like Udin. Everything is almost perfect. However, for some reason Citra actually misses her friends.
Not just Udin, but Lusi, Rosa, David and Arya.
They do look friendly, but foreign to Citra.
"You like—“
"Hey, what are you guys doing with Citra mulu?!" sergeant Pak Dosen shouted to interrupt the words of one of the students. They were all silent and folded their lips.
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After a few hours, the class material ended, and the lecturer passed away.
The image of tidying up his books and stationery, put them in a backpack. Then slowly he stood up.
His feet were just a step away, but all of a sudden all of the students were descending towards him.
"What do you want?" ask Citra with wide eyes. He looked surprised and confused by the reason the students approached him. His feet took a few steps back so they wouldn't get too close. They were all standing in front of the image.
"I'm taking you to lunch. I'll deal, Cit. Uh acquaintance first. My name is Mike" said one of them, extending his hand.
The image slowly poked his hand, wanting to welcome the position, but instead some of the students immediately struggled to shake hands with him.
The image is more confused and again surprised to see how enthusiastic they all want to get acquainted.
Strange indeed, when in the past, when he first entered college at his favorite campus, he did not get such a welcome. Not even with all students.
"You are beautiful" said one of them.
"Your hair is also fragrant and long. You go to the salon often, right?" ask the others one then slowly stroked the hair Citra for a moment. The girl immediately moved her head and inched backwards. He looks uncomfortable.
"What's your hobby, Cit?"
"For hape dong numbers!"
"Temen-temen, don't be so dong! Poor Citra!" exclaimed a girl while standing next to Citra, then clasped her hand. "Partner wants to eat with me. You also can not be flirtatious, later he is uncomfortable and not at home in college here," he said firmly, then pulled Citra's arm and took her out of there.
"Thank you, yes, you have helped me" Citra said as she wiped the sweat off her forehead. He felt hot and hot.
"Together, Cit," the girl replied. "Indeed they like it when there are new students, but you calm down .. they are all well," he added with a sweet smile.
The girl took Citra to a cafeteria and snacks together there. After ordering several menus, everything finally presented on his desk.
"Your name is Sisil?" guess Citra while putting a dropper on the packaging of capsin in her hand.
"Yes." Yeah." The girl smiled and nodded small. "Do you want us to start now?"
The image nodded quickly. "You, really want to."
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"Miss, we go to the mini market for a while, yes, I want to buy a drink, thirsty," pinta Gugun who was driving while looking at Citra.
"Yes, Om." Imagra.
The car stopped in front of the mini market. After turning off the engine, Gugun went down.
"What does Miss want to leave?"
"You same box milk potato chips."
"Taste?"
"Anything."
"OKAY. Just a minute." Gugun smiled, he stroked the top of Citra's hair for a while then passed inside there.
"Suddenly I miss Opa Ganteng, huh? What is he doing and how is he doing?" citra Gumam. He also took his phone in a bag, then searched for a paper that is Angga number. Just now he was about to type his number, but suddenly there was the sound of someone baritone from afar.
The image turns the head back. His eyes immediately rounded when he saw Steven was on the side of the road with his car. The man was angry at a taxi driver who was there as well.
I don't know what's wrong with the guy wearing the salty egg shirt, but it's obvious from the bulging eyes as well with the hardened jaws—Steven is so angry and emotional at him.
Citra's heart immediately pounded, but her heart ached. Honestly, he was happy to meet Steven, but somehow his tears escaped to wet his cheeks.
Seeing Steven get angry, made him remember the moment where he was the one who was scolded. It feels so sliced.
"I'm sorry, yes, Om." The image quickly wiped away the tears on the cheeks.
The image's eye gaze that was originally towards the handsome face now turned on Steven's chest. He only remembered that Steven was stabbed in the chest area. However, he was surprised to see the white shirt that Steven wore was imprinted with a bright red lipstick hue.
Instantly his heart was pierced and again the image was powerless to resist the crying.
"That must be Safira's lipstick. And you must have hugged. I also believe that Om really likes the moment with Safira. Right said Om Gugun ... Om handsome is greedy. It's good that I'm gone and not with Om anymore."
The image quickly wiped away the tears on his cheeks, then immediately confirmed his sitting position when he saw Gugun getting into the car.
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