
Chapter 39's
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Zain drove his car at a fast pace to where he had been educated for the past three years.
The atmosphere of the campus already looks crowded at this time, even though the new clock shows at half-eight past. Because it is currently the introduction period for new students to the campus environment.
"Woy mas bro! Tumben's been nongol at this hour?" A student greeted Zain, who was known as the senate chairman on his campus.
Zain gave his foot a smile to that junior of his. "Once in a while."
"You see the new girls, right?" Goda Gilang the senate leader.
Zain chuckled as he shook his head in disbelief. Is he a playboy? To this day, he has never had a special relationship with any girl.
Although the character of Zain is now cooler than before the disaster that hit him, it does not make him lose his charm. Even today Zain's charm is increasing many times than before, so many girls are willing to do silly things just to attract the attention of a Zain Malik.
"Eh, Gilang! He was also sought. Don't know how to talk here with a handsome brother." Omel Rani, one of the BEM members on his campus, approached Zain and Gilang.
"You can call me." Gilang Sahut.
"Oh yes. Forgot me." Rani grinned while scratching her non-itchy forehead.
"Not yet a senile granny, lo." Gilang Cibir. "What's looking for this handsome crossbar?" Connect with his style.
"Sad. Babang. Want to want Andika 'Kangen Band', lo?" Rani Cibir.
"God! I was called Andika 'Kangen Band'." Dengus Gilang's. "What's looking for me?"
"The way is about to start. 'And your task, make a welcome word." Rani gave instructions.
Gilang saw the circular object in his hand, at 07:50.he immediately rushed to the auditorium before bidding farewell to his handsome senior, where all the new students gathered.
While Zain prefers to go to the cafeteria to continue his breakfast that was delayed at home in order to avoid talks that can trigger tension between himself and the mother.
Zain ordered a fried rice menu and a glass of orange juice, he began to eat the dish with wisdom regardless of the fans whispering - whispering about it.
The Auditorium
Gilang put his feet up on the stage in a cool and charismatic style. It was very different when he was with his friends.
"Good morning to all the mabars." Gilang said the opening word.
"Thank you for entrusting this university as your place to study for the next few years. I am Gilang Ramadhan as the chairman of the Senate at XX University. And introduce, behind me are friends who also joined BEM at this university as well as the organizing committee of this ospek activity. I introduce starting from the far right I have..." Gilang mentions one by one his colleagues in BEM.
After introducing himself and his colleagues, Gilang now instructs the mabar to gather in accordance with the group that has been determined on the previous day accompanied by the seniors as the person in charge of each group.
For this new school year, the introduction of new students to the campus environment is only held for one day. So starting tomorrow the new students have started to focus on taking care of SKS in order to carry out their learning in this campus.
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A cute yellow-skinned girl with straight black hair tied neatly, got off a train carriage. He looked around, looking like he was looking for someone.
And sure enough, being not far from him now appeared the figure of a young man who was smiling while waving his hands welcoming the arrival of the girl.
"Mas Gilang's...!" The girl slightly ran over and immediately hugged Gilang when she was in front of him.
"Weeis... It's getting pretty, my sister." Praise Gilang to the girl.
There was a shy smile - the embarrassment on the girl's face.
"I don't think you're going to college in Jakarta." Said Gilang as their embrace stretched.
"So dong. I'll have permission from the frog prince and the queen."
"Haha." Gladly shuffled the black hair with anxiety.
The girl remembered how hard she had been to persuade her to get permission to study in Jakarta. Both of his parents were against his wishes, come pakdhe and his wife help to persuade that the girl was given permission to study in Jakarta on condition that she must live with her pakdhe who is none other than the parents of Gilang.
"Oh yeah, we're back." Gilang looked towards the cute girl's innate. "True intention to move." Cibir Gilang when he saw how many innate this girl.
"Hehe... Than buying new stuff again? 'The money can be saved." The girl gave a sweet smile to her sister.
The two walked while carrying the sweet girl's luggage and headed for the taxi that Gilang had ordered a while ago.
Elsewhere, Zain was stuck in traffic when he was about to pick up Sora.
The vehicle queue was quite snaking due to an accident incident right at the red light, which made it a little frustrating because a few minutes away from Sora's study hours were over.
"Huhuhh... Do I need to order a winged vehicle, so I can fly and be free from congestion." His grunt.
Zain chose to turn on the audio that was on his car dashboard. Picking a few songs to kill his boredom while stuck in traffic.
Now his view leads to a point, where there is a child girl who is peddling his merchandise to street users.
He's stunned. Flashbacks flashed as he recalled the memories of a few years ago, where he bought mineral water on the beautiful hawker girl and with sparkling eyes as he received the change that Zain had refused.
"Darling! I miss." He said with a sad face when remembering the figure of the deceased beloved wife. Zain squeezed his chest, feeling an immense tightness.
Not feeling his eyes began to swell remembering the flashback of his short love story with Zahwa.
"Maybe you're happy there. But not with me here. I'm sorry I failed to keep you and save you." Zain is still a monologue himself. Then inhale a deep breath - deep just to calm his heart.
"Heh. He was young, twice a widower. Died dead again." Zain laughed at the tragic fate of his marriage as it was separated by death.
The vehicle began to flow. Now Zain can finally feel relieved to be free from congestion.
Five minutes later, Zain arrived at Sora's school. Which is an educational foundation owned by the late wife, Zahwa.
Zain decided that the assets left by Zahwa were diverted for the construction of several educational foundations scattered in several regions.
When entering the school area, the princess's pouting face was sitting on a swing not far from the security guard post.
Haaaahh... It looks like he has to spend enough money to make the mood of the child improve again.
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