Will You Marry Me?
The Part 24
(pov ARGA)
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Because of the calm water ...
Will sweep you away ...
When the wave comes ...
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"Why is your back so bruised, anyway?" mama asked as she rubbed the ointment on my back.
"So there was a wild horse shoe that suddenly slipped off and hit Arga's back, Ma," I replied by rolling my tail at Jesika.
The girl seemed giggling as she moved the TV channel.
"How's the win?" ask papa.
"Feeling good" replied Jesika. "Let's not immediately an announcement, but Jesika sure will come out as a champion."
"Don't be so arrogant!" said mama.
"It's not arrogant, Mama" said Jesika. "But Jesika has worked hard and done his best. That's why I can be sure of this."
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Jesika Mahesa Princess.
Girl class XI High School is following the national wedding dress design competition.
Although she's not as smart as I am in academics, but she has an amazing talent for fashion designing. Maybe she got that talent from grandma.
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And that night, as usual, we spent time together just sitting around watching TV.
"Pa .. So, right?" my many.
"Yes" replied papa.
"Asian!"
"So what?" ask mama curious.
"That's ... Arga asked to buy a car," replied papa.
"Car?!" Mama looked at me. "Can't! There are no cars."
"Because ... Mama! Arga, I've got SIM A," I whine.
"No. Anyway mama does not agree you bring all cars," refused mama. "Mas Dirga too! I do not like, yes if Mas Dirga Manjain Arga up to his side. He's still in school. Can't be that blur! I don't agree anyway."
Nah, right!
Sometimes these mothers can turn very scary. And papa was always quiet when your eyeballs were about to jump out.
"If Mas Arga bought a car, I also asked for a motorbike, dong!" Jesika chimed in.
"You again!" exciting mama. "SIM C does not want to ride a motorcycle. Take the bus if you go to school!"
"Because ... Mama's stingy!" gerutu Jesika's.
"Just mama does not like, yes if the children mama want to use the money of parents. You must learn independently! Stay humble and empathetic! Don't be style-savvy!"
"Yes .. yes, my dear!" Papa calms. "They are great, they understand. Don't be so angry. The wrinkles, you know."
"This is the wrong Mas Dirga" said Mama.
"Make it not too effective for them!
Huh ... make it happen!"
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"No, look!" Jesika pointed at the 'wandering' mama towards the room. "Because of Mas Arga, my mom got upset."
"Eeh .. right, you also go along for the bike," I said. "Mama became a double upset because of you."
"It's ... already!" lerai papa's. "I'm sorry about mom! If we get angry so, tomorrow morning we won't be given this."
"Haha ...!"
Actually, things like this are common. Seeing her stubborn mama relapse, it was common. We just need to throw a little seduction, will definitely melt his hello kitty heart.
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"Mrs ...!" I hugged the beautiful woman who was sitting in front of the dresser. "Your mom is so pretty, anyway. No wonder I'm this beautiful."
"Don't have to mama! Nawak. Anyway mama doesn't agree you asked papa for a car."
"No, really. Arga's not here for mama's gombalin. Arga wants to ask for prayer."
"Pray?!"
Mama turned her seat and looked at me who was crouching in front of her.
I gave my best smile to my beloved mother.
A mother who always smiled sweetly at me, even though her heart was raging erratically.
A mother who always rubs the tip of my head, until warm my heart.
Like a mother whose outlook is so soothing, that I seem to need nothing more than her.
"Mrs ... Arga has filed a scholarship paper abroad."
"really?" peekik.
"He'em," I nodded. "Therefore ... pray Arga, yes! So that Arga can escape."
"Ohw ... My honey!" The warm hands started to hold me. "Without you asking, my mother will always call you in prayer. For your happiness and your success, dear."
"Thank you, Mom! Love you so much."
I've always loved this warm hug I felt. My entire burden seemed to lift and evaporate just like that.
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"If Arga escapes, will mama give him no gift?" my many.
"For sure" answered my mother, reassuring.
"Can Arga choose his own gift?"
"By, dong," he answered.
"If so, you may not escape ... Arga asks ... mo-bil?"
"Think!" Mama nodded from her seat.
"You are, yes! The end of the car continues."
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"God, Rhes yes!" Papa suddenly appeared behind me. "Arga, it's hard work. He studied hard to get that scholarship. What's wrong, anyway? Look her! Your son never even broke your ban. He's been a really good kid all along. Give the car as a gift when the scholarship paper gets away!"
Mama threw a look at me. And I put on an expression as a good child so that mama would sympathize with me.
"All right," he said. "Origin you escaped."
"Seriously, Ma?!" I almost couldn't believe it.
"He'em."
"Goddessa ... Mamaa!" I hugged him. "I love you, Mama! Saaaangat darling!"
"Yes .. yes! It's night. Sleep there!"
"OKAY. Good night, Mom! Love you full. Ppafl ...!" I hugged my dear father. "Thank you very much. Emmuach ...!"
"Jeez .. That kid!" papa's grouse.
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CAMPUSES
The test day for the scholarship came.
I stepped excitedly towards the battlefield. Despite having to compete with hundreds of students, there was not the slightest sense of trepidation. Because I have a goal I have to achieve. That goal is ... new car!
"Ah .. sorry. Can slide? No more chairs." A girl approached me.
I spread my eyes across the room. There's no place anymore.
I'm used to situations like this. A girl who pretends to ask for a seat, but actually has ulterior intentions.
How else would you like?
My good looks are a powerful magnet.
"Sorry .. Do you have a hearing problem?" tanyakanya.
"What?!"
"Can you slide a little? The test is about to begin. I need a seat" he said.
"Oh .. i-yes. Please!"
"Thank you."
Wow ... wow ... wow ...!
What the fuck is that cold expression? He didn't look at me at all. Not pestering. Doesn't he know me? Tumben once there was a girl who did not respond to my existence.
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"Okay .. ladies and gentlemen! Finished working, you must drag your work link to a website that has been prepared by AsDos, yes! Good luck with the test and good luck."
Once the rector finished giving a speech, we also began to tinker with the matter sent via online to the laptop of each student.
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"Yes ..error!" yell girl, who is next to me. "Okay, laptop .. don't err now, dong! Lost in my work. Haduuuh ... How about, right?!"
Pull my eyes on him. He seemed frustrated by squeezing his curly hair.
"Oh, God! Why is this so, my fate?" whingkk.
An old laptop. It's only natural that 'ngeblank' suddenly. For a test as important as this he should make careful preparations.
"Just use mine!" I put my laptop to him.
"Huh?! Can I?" tanyanya while confirming the position of the thick glasses.
"Yes. I'm done," I said, leaving the room.
"Te-thank you very much. I'll give it back later."
I'm not sure he'll make it. The remaining time is only fifteen minutes. With as much and as complicated a matter as that, he might succeed.
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I stretched my muscles while breathing the cool air in the campus garden.
"Arga Mahesa Rizaski. Soon a new car will be in my hands. Asiiiii ...!" myrag.
"Ga, to the cafeteria, yuk!" bring Reyhan.
"okay."
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"Well, you've stopped the car, right? I want the red one anyway," I said, as papa drove me to college because my bike went in.
"The test results have not come out yet" said papa.
"Emang Papa is not sure about the ability of this son of papa?"
"Sure, dong! You have to bring the results to your mom. He's the one who's going to give the ACC" Papa said.
"OKAY. I'll bring the high value in front of mama. And the car keys should be ready for me!"
"Yes, the little prince ... I'll buy it right away."
"Yes!"
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When the day the test results were announced, I immediately shot to the online information board of the campus.
Seemed bergerumbul students who were also looking at the results of their tests.
"Has the test come out?" my many.
Everything in front of the information board simultaneously threw a glance at me.
Ah ...!
Events like this are common. They were always amazed when my name was perched at the very top.
I walked closer and saw the top position.
"W-what the fuck?! My name ... My name is number two?!" my peek.
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"Sir, why is my name second?" I approached AsDos who was handling the scholarship program.
"Oh? The arga? I was actually quite surprised as well. But the truth is," he answered.
"What do you mean?!" my yelling.
"Arga ... relax!" said. "Your value and your number one value are only 0.2 different. That's why, you're second."
"No. Not likely. I can't possibly fail" I murmured, in shock. "Who's at number one? Who?!"
AsDos gave me a file of data.
"Luna Kei Cecili? Who's that?" I asked, when I read the file.
"A student majoring in psychology."
I'm really curious. What kind of person can defeat me? This is the first time I've felt so humiliated. All my life, this is the first time I've been displaced from the first rank.
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CAMPUS CANTEEN
"Please, give me my bag back!"
"Come on me first! If you need to, kiss my shoes! How dare a cup student like you spill food on me."
"I'm really sorry. I wasn't intentional."
"Have a pardon! Not that easy! You know that? These are the latest shoes. Import, know?!"
A group of sixth-semester students seemed to be working on their juniors.
Dony and friends.
Big brother troublemaker level. What a group of people with a bleak future.
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"Sir Dony that's really outrageous" Reyhan murmured, as he stuffed the fries into his mouth. "He won't stop until the girl is completely prostrated at his feet."
I stared at the girl who was being bullied by Dony.
"Lho's? Him, right?"
Long curly hair a little disheveled. Geeky look with thick glasses.
Yeah .. I remember that look. She was the girl sitting next to me on the scholarship test.
"Hey ... Where are you going? Arga ...!" scream Reyhan.
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Without calling my friend, I walked over to Dony and his friends.
"What's this, brother?" I asked, putting on a sweet smile.
"Oh? The arga?!" Dony looked surprised to see me.
The whole college knows me. They know exactly that I am the son of the owner of MAHESA CORPORATION. They seem so disinclined to me. Or rather, they are afraid of me. Because my family company is an internship place that is targeted by students.
"Why is that girl sitting on the floor? Is he being bullied?" I asked, again with a sweet smile.
"Ah, no! We ... We're just kidding, really. Yeah, right, guys? Hahaha ..," said Dony.
"What are you doing? Stand up!" I said to the girl.
He seems doubtful. Throw a glance at Dony. He looks scared.
"Stand up!" I extended my hand to her.
I took my hand and stood up while tidying up her hair and clothes.
"This is your bag?" I grabbed the bag from Dony's hand.
"Yes" he answered, looking down.
I couldn't see his face clearly, because he kept his head down.
I grabbed a student identification tag hanging around his neck.
"Lilena ... Luna Kei Cecili's? That your name?!" my peek.
The girl nodded too.
"You ... what are you .. of the psychology department?" my search.
Again he nodded.
Unbelievable. So he's the guy. The one who took the number one position from me. This geeky and disheveled girl? I really don't think it out.
"Hey .. do you remember me?"
The girl raised her head slowly. He seemed to be watching me closely.
"Oh? Ye? You were sitting next to me during the test and about the laptop ..."
"Yes, it's me" I said.
She seemed to smile with relief when she saw me and I returned with a smile.
"You got that scholarship?" my many.
"Yes. Thanks to you," he replied, with a big smile. "If you don't lend me your laptop, my future will be ruined now. You saved my life."
"Is that so?" I put a little smile on him.
I held the bag up high, I opened the zipper and I poured the contents. All fell down, including his old laptop. All scattered on the cafeteria floor.
"Haha ...!" Laughter was heard from all over the canteen.
"W-what are you doing?" terrors, astonishment.
"Luna Kei Cecili .. I did save your life. But you .. have ruined my life."
I threw the bag on the floor full of emotion.
"I will always remember your name. You too, should always remember my name!
I ... Arga Mahesa Rizaski."
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