
At the second meeting of the class. Asty chose the same chair. The man in the back kept trying to tease her. He pushed up his chair and lowered it. Like that over and over again. Asty looked back. Looked at him with a flat face. He was busy with his world again. Because I feel disturbed. Finally Asty moved to the back row, next to the man who had been carrying her earlier. Asty looked into her small eyes but she had big hands. He grabbed the man's glove and put it on.
"It's so big" Asty was astonished to see her tiny hand sink in the glove.
"You're using it wrong" the man grabbed Asti's hand and took off his gloves.
"You have to put it here" he showed me his big hand
"Why are your hands so big? " Asty compared it to her tiny hand. The man was wearing his gloves again. They look at each other
Until then, they had not introduced themselves to each other. Though Asty finds out, Sav is the man's name. Other students who noticed their behavior just kept quiet. There was only one person who coughed intentionally.
In the afternoon, because there are still files that need to be handled. Asty went to the Faculty office. In the lobby there are two men who are not strangers. They are certainly his classmates. Sav and his soulmate, Zayan the humorist.
"Hi girl! " greet Zayan, since the beginning of college he was a lot of behavior. He's like a happy virus in class. Though a bit flirtatious to Asty's pretty friends.
"Hi Zayan! Hi Sav! " Asty stopped greeting them. For him it is very easy to memorize all the names of friends in class in one meeting.
"What are you doing? " asked Zayan, while Savi just smiled
"You go to the Faculty, take care of the file. What are you guys doing here yourself? "
"Have a look for Wi-Fi" Zayan replied again
"Nggih monggo-monggo" his word in Javanese, which means please
Inwardly, Asty wanted to chat with Sav. But Sav did not ask her to speak.
Days pass. Sav always comes to campus late and sleepy. In an instant he fell asleep in class and woke up when the lecture hours were over. Asty watched him from a distance. He saw Sav looked exhausted. Sav worked at once in college. Sunlight shone on his face from the window. Asty hopes to cover her up with her book or jacket. I don't know why she feels so sad.
No one understands it. Even himself. Semester 1 is over. Not much interaction has taken place between them. Sometimes Sav tries to talk to her. However Asty only looked at his eyes and fell silent. Asty seemed to know something that could not be revealed. After college, she always cried alone.
Time goes by so fast. Semester 2 is over. And Asty never met Sav again. During the 2nd semester they rarely met. Sav was about to prepare something. Sav moved to University with a desired major. Before moving..
"Cowok is crazy" Asty said. Sav just laughed
"I'm a man" Sav said
"After graduating from here. What am I gonna be? His future techniques are much clearer. My salary will be 80h" he said confidently.
"Again still one city" he added.
Asty put on a sour face, ignoring her. Sav nudged his elbow that folded but did not digubris.
Asty is nobody. He has no rights. Nor does he have the right to hope. Silence is the only thing he can do. For the first time he liked someone but it was too difficult. It's hard to explain right now. Until the writer feels okay