TWENTY
New Neighborhood

The bus finally slowed down, preparing to stop because it had arrived at its destination. This bus brings 20 students and students who are members of the Real Working Group (KKN) one of the leading universities in East Java. I'm one of them.

Introduce my name Nala Ayu Kinanti, just call Nala. A student majoring in English Literature Education. Somehow later, 20 people with various characters and personalities are required to work together for the next month. Luckily I'm an extrovert, dealing with new people is certainly not a big deal for me.

For now I'm getting along with Salma, a college student with me. It's just that he's from the Indonesian Language Education department. His appearance wearing a wide robe and hijab in line with his personal. The child is calm, a bit quiet, but connect when spoken to.

"Na, where's your bag here! Let brother bawain!" Well if this is called Radit, a typical crocodile guy. All the girls were treated just like me, made to feel special until they soared above the sky and just slammed to the bottom of the earth.

It's not like I know so close that I know what he's rotten like. The name Radit in all corners of the campus is already famous. And it turns out, I'm in a group with this guy.

"The same as my suitcase, all of them Salma. I'm going down first. Yea! Come Salma!" soon I pulled my friend's hand to leave the bus.

"You're so evil Na, sorry to know Radit raised so much"

"Well, he offered himself. Pity if it is rejected" I said with a cry.

Finished down, we are all greeted by Mr. Karto. One of the representatives of the villagers who will help us a month ahead. We gathered to hear the instructions of Mr. Karto. A few minutes passed and Mr. Karto left us for his residence which he said was 300 meters from here.

Temporary house that we will occupy between girls the same guy side by side. In one fence too. Maybe the owner was still a family. And when you look around, this temporary house looks quite comfortable. There are mango and rambutan trees on the left and right. The yard is also quite large.

Busy looking around, it makes me not realize that Mr. Karto has come home and friends have started to enter the house.

"Nlade!" Someone's interruption to me.

"Eh yeah?"

"Hurry in! The sooner it gets better. Later tell the girls if it's done gathering directly on the terrace" Ekhm! This one is called Alif Muhammad. Our group leader. His face resembled that of an Arab, a perfect body, an authority that radiated in every word. It was all a descendant of his father who was a soldier.

"Ma?"

"Eh yes!" Had these really beautiful eyes!.

"Here I want to go inside, I'll talk to the friends when it's over" I immediately sauntered away from him.

I walked into an empty room. Because there are two bedrooms so we are divided into two. One room had four children, and the other had five children. Of course I immediately shared a room with Salma, then Iren and Tika added.

"Sik, your bed is a little sliding dong! Narrow this!" Iren Protest.

"You're a big Ren. If I slide around, I can hit the door!" Present Tika, if you like it really. Wkwkwk.

"Badan gede like this means the sign of my mother and father successfully prosper his son. Is it you Tik? Skinny body like ice cream sticks" huh emang anyway, if Iren same Tika dijjerin so can form a formation of ten numbers.

"That's Ren, Tik! It's just a matter of the place not needing a storm. Tika, you can slightly slide to the side a little, will not crash the door anyway. Pity Iren if the narrowness" Tika also followed Salma's orders. Indeed yes, the maternal aura of Salma is very noticeable. She will be the hostel mother.

So we're sleeping position facing each other. Two on the right side and two on the left side with legs against each other.

"Yahoooo!!!!!!!" A scream was heard from the next room.

What the hell is going on?

The sound of thunder in broad daylight is like this. Who else if not Gea.

Not that I do not like this one girl but indeed from the beginning of the briefing of KKN on campus, I feel she does not like me. At that time I asked to get acquainted, uh he with his politeness did not turn my eyes to me. Who wouldn't be upset trying?

"What the hell is Ge?" Iren's question represented the four of us as residents of the next room who were disturbed.

"No! That's tuh! There's a caterpillar!" Sure enough, I saw two large red and black caterpillars taking a leisurely walk on the floor of the room.

I saw him shudder in horror. It seemed that my other friends were at the door of the room with stiffened faces.

"Cepet call the boys to throw it away!" Panik Sita, the most beautiful girl charming, with a body until ouhai.

"Well!! No need to call boys. Just how difficult it is" Tika advanced like a hero of misfortune, took a few sheets of tissue and took the two caterpillars with him.

It's great! This chick ain't no fear at all.

"Cepet dumped the Tik! Why are you still holding on!" Well, until Astri the girl flat face, the look of the plate, the super quiet one thousand languages now shows an expression of fear.

This is why I want to laugh, yes, the first expression I saw from Astri was even an expression of fear with the contours of the face not conditioned so? Falling is already the image of the Ice Girl that you have been building As!

"Same time these cute caterpillars you guys are scared anyway?" Tika seems to be acting ignorant.

He started walking towards us while showing the caterpillars.

Those of us who are afraid of half life immediately run to pieces somewhere. And with her shucks, the Tika instead chased while her hands were in a row.

Pluck it!!

"YAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" The caterpillar fell on his arm, because of the shock and fear of the puput throwing the caterpillar in any direction and landed on the cheek of the padlock Iren. Just contact the caterpillar was immediately flicked and fell to the floor and stepped on by Iren without any fancy.

After finishing, according to what Alif said earlier we all gathered on the terrace of the men's house because it does have a wider terrace.

"Loh, who's only seven girls? Where's Iren the same Puput?" The crocodile opened his voice.

"Against the room, we've got caterpillars. Pitying his body bent-bentol" Gea with style centilnya.

"Can't you?" Alif seems interested in wanting to know.

"For Tika! Caterpillars made toys. So good to be a person!" My sewot's starting to relapse. And with the rest Tika just grinned the horse. I want to touch his face.

"Yes already then. Now we discuss about the program that we will carry out in the next month"

Okay, so we just ripen the program that was previously discussed at the time of debriefing while checking back the equipment of the group who were worried that someone was missing. As well as a way to get to know each other better.

My new friends have different characters. Starting from Abdul, this faculty friend of mine has a slightly rancid nature. Then Rangga who is also a faculty with me, Rangga is like Astri version of a guy. Taciturn. And have a sharp look. If his face is tense bin seriously rich then how do the children he teaches feel? Want to ask maybe afraid of yes if pounced. Hehe.

Well if the one from earlier was just nyender on the porch pole while holding the cellphone his name is Ucup, his real name is Yusuf but indeed from his friends call him Ucup, yes I follow dong. This cup is typical of acute gamers. Don't get close to him if he fits in the game. Any animal in the zoo can come out of its mouth.

Keep the heart of Istighfar. Especially if Salma hears.

Geeh!

A seven-day, seven-night lecture can be awkward.

And yes, the boy from the Faculty of Informatics was rich had a special call. Yes like the Ucup, for example, and the other one is Nopal. His real name is Naufal.

Both like to play hp, but Nopal is different from Ucup. Inversely comparable to his call that seemed funny. Nopal likes to watch sadistic films. It's like a psychopathic movie. So yeah I'm a little scared anyway near the same guy. Where one group of mine no one from the department of psychologists anymore, so no one knows this guy is a real personal model psychopath is not. So yeah I just interacted as necessary, choosing in the safe zone.

"Oh yes, meal dues are the same as other needs do not forget! No dues will not get food rations!"

Uhh!! Rere's already showing fangs. It is very suitable to be a treasurer, people are fierce not so rich.

"The treasurer is sadistic. If you do not eat da'd die dong, if you die da longing" rechew Wahyu kumat nih. We who hear can only cheer him. This guy from FEB is a really nice hobby, he said he wanted to make everyone feel happy even for a moment.

"I'm dues right now" Rendi said as she pulled out several hundred thousand bills from her wallet.

Among others, I first knew Rendi. Yes, because of childhood friends. From TK to SMA together. Uh it turns out that college time is one campus as well. The difference is he chose the Computer Science major. More in line with his passion, he said.

It could be said that this Rendi is a kind of sultan's son. His family is rich!

Once in the second grade of Junior High, he won second place. The excitement is not deafness, to the extent that I want to practice my favorite satay. Of course I welcome you with pleasure.

Eh turns!

Time to pay he forgot to bring money!!! Obviously panicked, I also did not bring money. And you know what he keeps doing?

He fiddled with his wallet and kept telling his satellite brother.

"Well, can you use a credit card?" I wanted to faint at that moment.

And because of that, I started thinking. Rendi is really champion two?

"That's dong!" The treasurer's instinct might be, seeing his eye money instantly sparkle. A 100-watt light shone behind his eyes.

Hehe.

"Oh yes, cleanliness pickets can be seen later in WhatsApp groups. If we cook to be flexible, girls who are ngatur how good" we must hear the word Bayu. Our group of. 

At first, Bayu was not a secretary. The time of the formation of stewardship we choose Rangga. Eh the Rangga who seems to object he dengang sharp glare of his mainstay. Highlighting the eyes that seemed to want to eat the person successfully made us gulp our own saliva. Horrified.

And re-election is done. Suddenly Bayu casually raised his hand volunteered. Be the one who becomes his secretary.

This book has a hobby of writing. He said it was the same Pidi baiq. The author of the novel Dilan. I want to be a great writer like him.

Well, from the beginning to the end of his hand held a complete tripod with his camera was named Indra. He's a YouTuber, although I don't know what his Youtube channel is, he said he's pretty famous and has a lot of subscribers. Know yes if handsome guys hold the guitar continue to cover songs that must be a lot of fans. Therefore, he was also selected as a documentarian during the activity.

And another one, the guy who sits to the left of Alif is called Fahmi. Well this guy is the smartest student in FK. If you say a friend who is close to him, he said Fahmi was already smart from childhood. Champion one keeps coy! It's good that one group can rely on his brain. If you need an idea, just ask. Easy!

His father also had his own hospital, which was quite large. And of course this Fahmi will occupy the CEO's seat at the hospital. Very cool to have friends CEO, hopefully let nular that success. Amyn.

Until the afternoon, we decided to go back to our rooms. Although there are some who still survive on the terrace for casual chatting.

Because I was really tired from the two-hour trip, just mending rest.

That Gea? It must still be there. From earlier on the stick continued to be the same Radit. Rich chicks are afraid of losing their mother.

Fuck up!