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Dara and Freya were taking a break in the afternoon on the sidelines of learning while chatting, while Anggi was going to the toilet because of the call of nature. The two sat in the legendary long chair of the MIPA faculty.
The chairs are located under the shade of a banyan tree lined up neatly in a straight line. It is a favorite spot for students to relax and unwind.
Nausea vomiting experienced by Dara has not fully improved, but today Dara came to campus because she was taking the midterm exam.
Freya's phone rings. While the tomboy was busy raising the call on his phone, Dara was also preoccupied with the activity of putting one by one the purplish red grapes into his mouth. The sweet and fresh taste immediately washed his mouth as soon as the fruit was chewed, making his senses dance joyfully.
Since she was pregnant, Dara always brought healthy snacks prepared by Bu Rina, of course, Bu Rina prepared them according to the tastes of her young mistress as Wira ordered her.
Ms. Rina prepared him a set of healthy snacks in a stock box that had three bulkheads. The contents are some mini-sized almond chocolate, butter biscuits with a sprinkling of delicious cheeses handmade by the cooks at the House of Wira, and also a variety of fresh fruits. Dara chewed one by one the food joyfully while occasionally rubbing her stomach.
"Who called?" ask Dara on the sidelines.
"Geez I forgot Frey." Dara patted her forehead slowly.
"What's forgotten?" freya asked with a faint frown.
"Some time ago Fatih asked for your phone number from me. I gave it to you without asking you first because Fatih was a little pushy. She said she wanted to thank you in person for your help with her. What are you helping anyway? to the extent that the expression of Fatih time asking for your number is like trying to remember the services of a national hero," continued Dara without pause.
"I'm just helping him put up a spare tire. At that time the car tire was flat and I happened to be passing by. I saw that he was terrible trying to change his own tires. Because my hands itch so I intervened," explained the tomboy. He then opened his bottle of mineral water and downed it in half.
"Hand itching really want to hold the jack key instead of scratched, miss trail base. What did he just say?" Dara stopped chewing because it seemed the ammunition for her stomach was fully loaded.
"She invited me to dinner outside as an expression of her gratitude. At first I refused. But her clear tone of voice made me unbearable, so I accepted her invitation."
In the midst of their conversation, one of the female lecturers came over. "Become, someone wants to see you, he's in the rector's office."
"Meet me, ma'am?" Dara got up from her seat and replied politely.
"Sir, someone asked to see you. Looks like someone important. If it was not wrong, the rector said his name was Mrs Ratih" explained the female lecturer.
Deg.
Dara was surprised, what her mother-in-law was looking for on campus.
"Ratih's Nyo-Nyo?" said Dara terbat.
"Yes. Her name is Mrs Ratih. You better see him now."