The Way We Met's
4. Widowers

Nina and Rama enter the car. Nina has class again at 2

daylight. It is enough to just take Mr. Rama to the rectorate building. Lagese

just help Mr. Rama fill out some files. Mr. Rama promised it wouldn't be long.

Nina's appearance today was chaotic. Hair tangled, face without

make up at all, fortunately wear a mask and glasses.

“What is nin?” suddenly, Mr. Rama opened a conversation.

Damnit. Wearing glasses does not help much.

“Oh this sir. Work.”

“But it looks like the swelling ran out crying it.”

“Ah time sir. Cry most work times yes.” Nina

answer as much as possible. With this appearance he was indeed seen

being destroyed. But Nina is grateful, at least rama sir the person is not stiff, he said,

cool plus. Fragrant plus. Plus handsome.

Unfortunately, it wasn't that easy for Nina to turn away. All advantages

Rama who plastered in front of him, still still Marco from earlier

swirling in his brain.

At least Nina is relieved, Mr. Rama is not fierce like

his shadow.

Nina and Rama were only briefly in the rectorate building, then entered

car to return to campus 1.

“What time class are you?”

“Jam 2 pack.”

“Yuk eat first.” Take Rama to Nina.

Nina used to accompany other lecturers when there were

business, and indeed always invited to eat as a sign of gratitude. Nina meng-iya

kan.

“What do you want to eat?” Ask Rama while walking with Nina

the mall parking lot.

“I want pizza sir.”

“Crazy yes ni son. I'm just a stale base.” Inner Rama

“Oke pizza.” Answer rama with a thin smile and eyebrows

lift one.

Nina is easily familiar with the lecturer. What else young lecturers. Nina

it is easy to take the hearts of the teachers. Since Nina is deft, her value is as well

nice, active in class, and Nina's smart to serve. Many teachers who

glanced at him to be an assistant lecturer. Unfortunately, Nina's small business

takes up a lot of time.

At the pizza parlor, Nina sits opposite Rama.

“Pesen what nin?”

Ask Rama again. Half-babies. Because most of his students if asked

so will answer whatever.

“What aja sir.”

“But I really want tuna mayo.” Added Nina

“Yaelaaah.” Inner Rama again.

They both ordered food. Rama's eyes saw

nina's eyes, through her round glasses. Like there is a forced cheer.

Sometimes Nina had sad eyes when Nina had not spoken to Rama. However

it changed immediately if Rama asked him to talk. Rama is not good at reading

expressionless. His ex-wife Rama said he was insensitive. But Nina's expression was very

clearly difference.

“Ah.. What does it have to do with me.” Inner Rama

“So you were yesterday where?” rama asked at last.

“Again't feeling well sir. I don't eat hp. Forgets

also inform father. Sorry sir.”

“Other times assign your responsibilities to your friends yes

if you can't get in.”

“Siap sir.” Nina answered with a smile. Forced

most certainly.

“I got angry yesterday you are in front of your friends. Uh on no

accept. I am the one who is angry. There is no need for me as a lecturer.”

“Haha angry why sir?” This time Nina laughed.

“Yes natural I said that you are not responsible.

Yes sorry sorry nih.”

“Iya sir sorry yes once again. I don't usually like this.”

“Iya that your friends say. It can be interrupted

I'm all angry again. Akhlak Less your friends. He said you were the one

most responsible in class. Gini la, it's la.”

“Excess them. I just paid dikit.”

every class her guy hangs out, his girl on a date. Yes Allah..”

“Hahaha” Laughter both of them.

The food came, they both ate like friends. Surplusage

Nina is able to make the moment with the lecturer more casual. Not just the lecturer

young, senior lecturers can also be comfortable chatting with Nina as a discussion friend.

Rama finished eating first, apparently playing his phone.

Seemed surprised at something. But not talking.

The two of them walked between the shops. The Eye of Rama

glancing at each time looking at the women's belongings.

“Oh already has a girlfriend.” Thought Nina.

“Nin, my temenin yes.”

“Where sir?” Ask Nina.

“Search gift.”

“Tuh right.” Inner Nina.

“Yuk sir. Temen me if you find her boyfriend gift also asked

please me.” Answer Nina.

Rama's smile is thin. Then breech feet like there's a shop

which will be addressed.

Baby and child shops.

“Oh pound it.” Inner Nina.

“I'm confused Nin want to buyin what for a child 2 years.”

“Lang years sir?” Ask Nina.

“Iya.”

“What did he buy? What do you like?”

“My son, nin.”

“Hah? How sir?” Nina asked in shock.

“I am the father of one child.”

“I think even singles sir.”

“Indeed.” Rama answered, looking around

clothes one by one.

“Oh means pounding the taste of the child so yes.” Ask Nina, still

bewildered.

“You can't believe I already have a child.” Now Rama and

Nina seemed to be speaking seriously. Looking at each other unconsciously.

“It's a foster child, yes?”

“I've been married. Have one child. But now

singles. Can you guess, right?” Rama is serious.

Nina looked into Rama's eyes. Still don't believe in idols

student of this technique widower. No one ever knew what it was like. If his friend

you know, it must have been a scene.

“Iya seriously my widower. Now help me pick out clothes

my daughter.” Rama's words reassured Nina who looked disbelieving in the

his widower status.

Nina nodded with eyes that she had not yet released into her eyes

Ramah.

They both go around. But I didn't find that either

fit. They are both too perfectionist.

“What dong nin?” Rama began to give up. It's one o'clock.

Nina will have class soon. Rama too.

“Gini sir. I open Instagram and my link will be

send to father. Later if you like, you can come to the shop, the link

it's in the instagram bio. Or you can contact me later the goods can be directly

sent to father's house.”

Rama meng. They both arrived in front of the A8 building. Dispart

there. Meanwhile, Rama immediately checks the link sent by Nina.

“Ah this.” Rama said he was excited when he saw many things

funny for kids. Rama has chosen some. Then check the biodata on

instagram that account. Written whats app link and its store route link. But Rama

just realized the name of the account. @helenina.co.

“Helenina?” Rama thought again. Then look at the class attendance

Nina. Right at number 22, Helenina Mikala.

“Can only trade.” Inner Rama, with a faint smile.

“But great too. Nice-goods the stuff.” Rama, in my heart

any more.

“Halo helenina, can you please take me to the store? I need

soon.” Message sent to Nina.

“Siap, mr customer.”