I mean, Nala used to tell her friends around her. I don't know what their interaction is. He often shows the content of chats with his friends or shows him photos. He will babble this person like this, that person like that, blah blah blah. And Nala never told about the two women in front of her.

"Eh Kesh, your novel review assignment is over?"

"Oh, Kampret! Even experience this child. Again have a problem with your girl?"

Ical snapped his finger in front of my face, making me snort.

"Already, why?!"

"Hehe... Look, I just want to know how you review this time."

"Don't worry, this child is getting lazier and doesn't know himself," Bina replied.

"Oh my gosh, Kempret! This is called learning from experts. You know for yourself that this friend of yours subscribes to get an A grade."

"I've sent it to the email, check it quickly," I said after putting down my phone after sending the email.
"Thank's Boss! You should be kind like Akesh de Binn once in a while. Let life be a blessing."

The corners of Bina's right lip twitched, as if underestimating Ical. The curly-haired man was annoyed and got out of his seat. His right hand clenched, heading towards his debate opponent.

"If you still want to continue the fuss. But don't be bothered if I jorokin you guys into the front ditch."

"Hehe, you're joking, seriously," Ical shuddered in horror considering the sewer water that was so black and smelly. Meanwhile, Bina even grinned watching the action of her two best friends. Actually, Bina and Ical will not hit each other. Ical was of course just bullying the girl.

After a while, the two of them finally calmed down. I spooned the fried rice into my mouth again. Ah, it doesn't feel as good as usual and... What the hell with this more portion? Usually within just 15 minutes, my food runs out. I think my appetite is disturbed because stomach acid rises.

I turned back towards Nala. Hah... he ordered two drinks now? Orange ice?! Two glasses?! He gulped down the sweet and sour drink while glancing at me. Our eyes also met each other.

Nala, what exactly do you want to convey? Orange ice is a symbol if one of us is sad but doesn't want to tell a story. Usually when you order it, I will automatically entertain you. And vice versa.

But this time... sorry. Maybe I can't because it seems like the cause of your sadness is me. I was aware of that. Sorry.

***

The next day, I sneaked into Akesh's class. This habit has been happening since I was a freshman or freshman. We know each other's schedules. We are indeed so close. It's a pity that it's just my sister. But now since taking that first step, I can't stop anymore.

My goal for now is still the same: to shadow Kak Akesh. It's just that I didn't sit next to him as usual. I sat on the very back bench, in the right corner. From here, I could see every move of this person's girlfriend.

"Are you really angry with Nala?" Kak Ical tilted his head towards Kak Akesh, whispering.

The person I was talking to was just silent then glanced at me. Our gazes met. Flat. There was no smile. Then he threw his face away again.

"Shh

Finally, these two bachelors focused on lecturers. While I finished sketching Akesh's face. Something I have often done since I was in school. When I was dizzy with the material presented by the teacher, I preferred to draw.

Drawing is just a hobby for me. I have no intention of pursuing it further. It's just fun to do it. Especially when Kak Akesh praised my work. Maybe it's just a compliment to cheer me up or just a small talk. However, this is a matter of who speaks, not what is said.

Ninety minutes passed and the class disbanded. I also rushed out after putting a piece of paper sketching Kak Akesh's face on her desk. At the very least, let my picture be by your side. You wouldn't be so bold as to throw away my picture, would you?

Today's mission is over. To kill time, I'll do something I've never done or barely ever done. I stood in the parking lot, then observed my faculty that was quite spacious. Until my eyes saw a large inscription in one of the buildings: the Library. Should I go to the library? I went there once, a week after becoming a freshman.

The library turned out to be a fairly quiet room, there were only a few old students who were working on their thesis. The rest chatted quietly with friends, some read the newspaper. Then... I saw a man asleep.

Ah, I know he's ready. Senior and chairman of BEM facultuary, Cultural Sciences. His style reminds me of the character of Dilan. The difference is that he wears mountain sandals and his hair is shoulder-length. His name is Marvin. Suddenly I was intrigued to draw it that was in the middle of a draw. What an eccentric student.

I drew it in not as much detail as Akesh's. Yes, but this is enough to show that it's his face. If I observe, his face is white and his nose is pointed. His lips are rather thick, there is a small mole in his left corner. Thirty minutes is enough to complete this simple sketch. After giving a signature: N.A.S, I carefully placed the paper nearby.

It's time to go back to the dormitory because today is actually a day off: no classes. Arriving at the room, I lay down on the mattress. My room is quite simple. There is only one mattress with gray polka dot sheets in the corner, a study desk with chairs, a wardrobe, a kitchenette, and a bathroom.

There are only three books on my study desk, and those are also lecture material books. The rest are drawing tools. In the past, when I went to my room, Kak Akesh once asked me why I didn't just enter the art department. It's really rhetorical, but of course I have to give him a nonsensical answer.

"Painting does encourage my life, but that's not enough," I replied at that time. I don't know, Akesh just laughed in response to my words and then pulled my hair. Even though I have prepared the next answer. Unfortunately it was never revealed.

After daydreaming, suddenly my intimate area felt painful again, even though it was not as severe as a few days ago. Actually

I'm afraid of anything happening, but what can I do? I was afraid to check it with a test pack. Especially going to the hospital.

I know that Akesh is not a player who sleeps with many women. But as a result of the bad news I read yesterday, my mind went everywhere. Moreover, the monthly guest has not yet come. If I think back, it's been three days since the usual date.