SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
Wicak's knowledge

...PoV Adithya Wicaksana...

Today the class ended quickly because the lecturer was not feeling well until we were finally given a task that required me a group with Imel and Cintya, who were not well, the two women I met with Syahdu when he first came to this campus.

"Wicaaaack. One more group, nihhh!" Imel ruffled the hair that I had neatly arranged this morning. He is so, always just any. But since we were familiar from semester one, I got it.

"When, what is it?" Tanya Tya immediately sat next to me.

"Now, yukk!" Reply Imel.

"Three only?" I asked, because as far as I know one group consists of 4 people.

"Roni, tuh. No longer come with him."

Heh. Why is it so hard to meet a group member who is a little smart, huh?

"In the park, yuk. Let freshly squint my eyes." He walked out without asking for an opinion.

"Come, hunt." Invite Imel who still sees me to sit still.

I was lazy to move even though I actually wanted to see Syahdu. He hasn't replied to my chat since. Didn't finish class?

"That's good there's still empty." Imel said when he found one place empty because several other tables were filled by other students.

We sat in a circle on one of the garden chairs made of stone, which was provided for students who wanted to discuss groups.

"Outline how are you, Cak? Accepted yet?" Ask Cintya.

"Udah."

"Yes, so elo. Student's favorite lecturer." Saying Imel with a manyun lips.

"Eat him, learn the real thing." My reply and he's getting more and more manyun.

"Gue until the brain muter to change the title of the thesis. I was rejected twice!" Complain Cintya.

"Lo is the same Bambang sir, right?" Imel and Tya asked. "Service bit, dong, let it go smoothly."

"Anjir, you think I'm a fuckin' girl!" Maki Tya while the head nooyor of Imel who laughed out loud.

"Alaaah, lo style. Same guy you are, you are so cute!"

Again, Cintya is yelling at Imel's head whose mouth is too extreme.

"Eh, that's that handsome student, right?" Tya pointed to one of the young men who was walking briskly in the hallway of the campus.

"Yes. Crazy tuh, so the talk of a girl in a campus sakin handsomenya." Connect Imel.

I watched the man. After I looked around, it seemed like he was in a class with Syahdu. At that time, he was also with other Syahdu friends.

"He's a singer." Cintya.

"Yes, I never accidentally came to the nightclub where he sang. Who is it, his name? Forgot me." Celeste Imel.

"Arga, I guess. But it's a pity, I don't like kids." Said Tya again.

"What kids. He's our age, kali." Imel Resist.

"Ah, seriously?"

"Yes. I have a friend, who knows him. He said he spent three years in college. Continuing his work if I'm not mistaken." It was clearly Imel on Cintya whose face was instantly bright.

"Well, can dong, me? Haha."

"Ehm! So learn, right??" I heard the stories of these two women who were dizzy. You can talk about people, not lessons.

"Oh yeah, you jealous? Relax, you're still more handsome." Imel said with a laugh.

My eyes looked towards the direction where the man had disappeared earlier. These two women in front of me are praising him. I was worried about Syahdu. I mean, I'm afraid he switched because men are considered perfect among women on this one campus.

But I dismissed my worries, because I was sure Syahdu wasn't like that. She is not the type of woman who is easily attracted to the opposite sex, I have seen her for 7 years.

After about an hour, we ended the discussion. It's clear I'm the one who does the most work because these two women are always a lot of reasons to be told this.

"Gue first, yeah. There's a promise, 'cause." Cintya tidied up her stuff. Don't forget he winked at Imel whom I understood.

Imel, I know he likes me. If there is a task or group work, he will do various ways so that he can be a group with me. Many times he also invited me to go for a walk, but many times it was also I refused it if only the two.

On every birthday, she always gave me gifts that were expensive in my eyes. But I almost never wear it, because I don't want to make the girl wish. Even though I always tell stories about Syahdu, it doesn't make the girl back off.

Imel is beautiful, his body is also good, frankly as a man I see him as a woman who is almost perfect for physical matters. Not a few men approached him, but he always refused. Why would I know? Because he always confided in me.

But still, my feelings for Syahdu could not make me turn to Imel. Syahdu is not as beautiful as imel, but he has his own interests that he is not even aware of. Syahdu is a good girl, smooth-hearted, and of course smart. I don't think there are any women like Syahdu. What made me love him the most was he who was very understanding and never forced or demanded that I do this for him. If Imel, of course I know that big and stubborn desire.

"Wicak, my lager. Eat, yuk!" Take Imel.

"Gue has a promise with Syahdu, lunch together."

I checked my phone and there was no notification from Syahdu.

"Ck. Sometimes me, dong. I don't feel good if I take both of you." His complaint.

"Gue can't, Mel. There's Syahdu."

Imel no longer replied, he must be upset with me.

"Sir, being loyal is not good either, kali." Reciprocity.

I turned to him, he raised both eyebrows. "Lo's girl I'm sure isn't as loyal as elo."

"You mean?"

Imel's eyes directed me to the place where Syahdu was with the man. The man who was adored by Imel and Cintya.

The man chased after Syahdu who looked oblivious talking to him. Many times the young man tried to pull Syahdu's hand, but Syahdu brushed him off with an annoyed face. What was? What the hell's going on? Why is Syahdu angry with him?

"Well, I think someone's craving, huh. The styles are, like, dating people."

Imel's voice made me suspicious and thought of the bad things that Syahdu had done. That girl has never been so to anyone else.

"Did they have a special relationship, huh? If you are, it is impossible to be rich."

Ck. I was annoyed to hear Imel's chatter deliberately heating me up. But looking at the man's face, I somehow believed there was something between them.

Syahdu finally left and the man no longer chased after him. He stayed there, looking at Syahdu who just left.

"Gue anyway, pity you, if it turns out, your boyfriend smitten the perfect guy like Arga. In fact, come to think of it, which woman does not have a crush on Arga. Handsome, cool, good at singing, rich, and what I'm hearing about, he's smart and the sole heir to his family's company."

I immediately got up, carried the bag and went towards the passing Syahdu earlier. No longer want to listen to all the fire that came out of the mouth of Imel that he deliberately blazed so that I was hot and my relationship with Syahdu fractured. I already know the purpose. Now, it is only I who must hear the explanation directly from Syahdu.

(Wicak Student version exemplary. Source: Pin)