
Some students went into Niken's study. Pushing and nudging each other. They got a certificate of thesis guidance that went down yesterday afternoon. Prepare for guidance from his favorite lecturer. Because according to his old senior brother's experience. Niken includes lecturers who are flexible and most comfortable to be invited to discussions. So they were very excited when they found out that the supervising lecturer was Niken.
"Mom Niken, could you give me a minute?" Excited one of them.
"Yes please."
"Mom, our thesis guidance sk has come out. And our guidance counselor, Ms. Niken. When do you have time to give us guidance?" Imbuh Rina was one of those students.
"Ohhh so. Who's your second tutor?" Ask Niken.
"Sir Hans." 5 people answered the same.
"The others?"
"Sir Dicky." 3 people answered the same.
"Pak Dicky is finishing his research in Bali for 6 months. Whose replacement is it?" Mumbled Niken. Given that Mr. Dicky will conduct research on customs and culture in Bali. Niken thought for a moment.
"I." Answer a voice. Hans just walked into his room. Niken gulped and breathed out. I have to deal with Hans. Actually Niken is very lazy if you have to work with Hans. For some reason, lately he's been very uncomfortable one room with Hans.
"Uhmmm then my guidance schedule is Monday and Friday." Niken decided.
"What day would Hans be the same?" Tanya Rina turned her head towards her guidance lecturer.
"Tuesday and friday." Answer Hans. Niken turned his head for a while, he objected to Hans' reply whose schedule of guidance was the same.
"Hans my guidance schedule is Friday. You should change your schedule." Niken Imbuh.
"Why should I? You should have changed your schedule. You know, no. My schedule's tight." Hans replied expressionlessly.
"You really don't think my schedule is tight." Niken stood up, he did not accept with Hans's words as if he was just a busy man.
"Come, Niken. I'm a new lecturer here, my job takes a lot of time. You can switch to another time, can't you." Hans.
"Nake as you speak. Do you think I'm not busy? You think my job isn't important?" Niken crossed both hands to the chest.
"Come on, I don't want to argue with you." Lately, Niken's attitude is different to Hans. He was often cold and indifferent. Hans could only tell her because women did.
"Why? You can't change your schedule to meet your girlfriends?" Tukas Niken's.
"What's? A boyfriend?" Hans scrunched his forehead.
"I'm not going to change my schedule. Point. Like it or not." Niken.
"So much as I am. Like it or not. It's been my decision." Hans won't lose.
"Whatever." The drill. Lina and her friends looked at each other. They left his lecturer's study room with a strange feeling that slipped into his chest. Something must be wrong with the two teachers. I thought about Lina and her friends. Likewise with Niken, because he was upset he left his study.
"Excuse me." A woman called to Niken.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Is there a professor here named Hans?" Tell that woman.
"Ehhhh can you call him for me." Said the woman. Niken grunted annoyedly. Who is this woman? How dare he tell me. Is she one of Hans' girlfriends? Maddened. This is totally insane. Niken didn't think with Hans. He's still the same as before. Fucking playboy.
"Well, all right." Reply Niken. He stepped into his study.
"Professor Hans, your lover is waiting for you in the office lobby." Niken said with her lips turned, still upset.
"Other than this? Every day you're always fighting me. Why the hell, Ken?" Hans replied casually.
"I'm not asking you to fight. I'm just saying that you have a special guest." He said, opening his hands wide. Then Niken passed away leaving Hans. Hans just shook his head patiently.
"Why the hell is he. Weird." Her thought.
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That morning Niken was accosted by some of his tutoring students. His gaze accidentally turned to Hans who was talking to a woman in the campus cafeteria. He scrunched his forehead, feeling that he knew the woman with the hair of that boat. Ahya, Niken remembered now, she was Tia. The man who had once framed him, and made himself with Hans at odds. What the hell is he doing here? Is Hans still in touch with that woman? Ahhh, maybe they're still in a relationship. Fucking playboy. Why am I like this. Oh, no, it's none of my business. Think Niken. He tried to act ordinary. Even though his heart did not say that. There was actually a feeling of jealousy sneaking into his veil. But Niken denies all his feelings. He does not want to know and know what is called love. He knew himself that he hated the name of being in love. What the hell, falling in love? Take a lot of time. There is no reason to fall in love. Especially falling in love with a weird guy and a playboy like Hans. Yeah, Niken didn't want to get involved with Hans. No longer willing to involve his heart for Hans. Misconceptions that have occurred in the past are just common misconceptions. Not because he was jealous or because he was in love with Hans. There is no love on his dictionary.
"Miss...?" Hans Served.
"What's wrong?" Ask Niken jutek. His tone was very unpleasant to his heart. Hans scrunched his forehead, "Are you still upset with yesterday?" Reply Hans.
Niken dropped the bag, "no."
"If not, why do you always behave like this?" Imbuh Hans's.
"What kind of attitude?" Reply Niken calmly. Hans scrunched his forehead.
"You always make trouble with me. Hehhh... I think there's something weird about you." Hans. Niken lifted her lips. There was no reason for him to avoid. Hans is right.
"I'm not the first Niken." Mumbled Niken. Hans turned his head for a while but did not respond to his murmur. They sit in their own chairs.
"Enak yes, early in the morning there was something encouraging. What is my single day." Ketus Niken while looking at her computer screen.
Hans nodded slowly. "What do you mean?" Hans stood up, then approached Niken's desk.
Niken looked up, "What?"
"I think you've changed too. In my eyes, you're still the same Niken." Hans.
"Whatever." Keto. Hans pulls Niken's arm so that Niken's body staggers toward Hans.
"What do you want?" Hans stared intently, his jaw hardened. Niken gulps.
"eeee... Ti-ti-no. I-I-I just wanted to talk." The answer. Then Hans let go of his grip.
"Why did you hug me that day? Apologizing for what happened 10 years ago. Sometimes I think I made a mistake. But now, I know who's wrong. You're. Playboy guy who often plays with girls' hearts." Niken. Hans looked at Niken sharply, then pulled his arm again and propped up Niken's waist.
"What do you want from me?" Hans said, his face was exactly 1 inch from Niken's face. Glekk. Niken gulped and blinked his eyes. His heart was pounding irregularly.
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