CARRIER (When Destiny Reigns )

CARRIER (When Destiny Reigns )
My New Boyfriend chapter 8


This morning for the next three days we will carry out OSEK. Each major is asked to come together and line up in the order of its name. Then line me up, Jo and Tama. How not, it turns out our names both start from the letter J. Jonathan Wijaya, James pratama and I, Julia Renata. Even more amazing, only the three of us have names starting from the letter J. Drive us by trije (3J). 


This brought the three of us closer together. OSEK activities are mostly done in groups making us always in the same group. Jo with her heart, Tama with her gentle demeanor and me with a quiet attitude made us so known to many other students.


OSEKnya. The first day was an introductory session. But not self-introduction, because we were asked to choose one of the plants to be used to call our name. Then write the scientific name and its benefits.


Understandably, health children will be familiar with Latin, the name of foreign names in the mouth and ears of the general public. If you say turmeric then we call it curcuma, if you say ginger then we will call it zingiberis officinale and if you know rice then we call it oryza sativa.


Finally this piece of cardboard paper has been filled. Oryza sativa is complete with benefits and benefits. Well, because I want to be like rice. Beneficial for many people, it becomes a necessity for all circles and the older the more down.


Next, the paper tape is neatly arranged on a pelastic rope to be made into a bando. Then the black skirt is berbiku, then the socks are black right and white left. I don't know what I'm going to be like tomorrow if I have to wear all of this in full. Thank goodness I live in a dormitory, so there is no need to feel so embarrassed to see many people in the campus area. While they have to use this along the way, seen by many people, embarrassed and funny. Just thinking about it makes me laugh at myself.


Geck! Geck! Geck!


The white wall clock. Who the hell, who's coming at this hour. Lazily, I moved towards the door. I peeked out of the window, no one could see. I thought that knock was for the next room. But again the door was knocked, again I peeked and no one was seen. I also intend, if my door is knocked back then it will be waterlogged when opening the door.


Sure enough, the door was knocked back and I immediately opened the door and splashed water without seeing who was in front of me.


“What the fuck, this?” ask Miss Lastri, the housekeeper.


“Sorry, Mom. I think a prankster, had many times my room door on tap. But no one, ma'am,” obviously I have a face full of guilt.


“Lain times, be careful. This is a flyer that your parents must sign. A week at most from today, it should be back to me!” he firmly while wiping his wet clothes, then passed away to the next room.


I closed the door and sat down against the door. Oh, my God, damn it. There are things that make me ashamed like this. Thank goodness she didn't look so angry. A few moments later, my door was knocked back.


“Sorry, yes Re. We have no intention of fighting you. We wanted to see you, but from a distance Miss Lastri came. Because we do not want to be arrested for playing to a girl's dorm, we also hide behind the bench,” explained Tama with a guilty face, while repeatedly scratching her back hair.


While Jo, looks to hold back the laughter while covering her mouth. He was looking at my annoyed face. 


“What do you want to say?” bete many.


“Look, we're one group. So, what plant did you choose? I have to report to sister level, Nih!”


“Beras, oryza sativa!”


“Okay, oh yeah. This is martabak, we intentionally stay for you,” replied Tama softly while handing a martabak plastic.


“Thanks ...”


“Bye Rere, mmuahhh,” said Jo with a waving hand then passed with Tama.


Why the hell, I should know them. Why do I have to be a group? Oh God, how long do I have to be so lucky? Since meeting them, I have had many such tests.


Well according to us, not necessarily good according to the Maha.


So also bad according to us, not necessarily bad according to the Maha.


Only the Almighty knows the future