My parents' faces lit up after hearing the news that one of the private universities in my city is still open for registration for the nutrition science study program.
With burning enthusiasm, my papa took me to the test there.
"Pray before starting the exam and keep focused on doing the questions yes," said my father giving me support.
I nodded firmly, then walked into the exam room, leaving my papa alone in the waiting room.
***
I finished the academic test, physical test, and interview test at exactly two in the afternoon.
The worms in my stomach had been protesting because of hunger. Luckily my papa is sensitive to take me to his favorite food stall.
We ordered meatballs and chicken noodles and two glasses of iced tea.
"You will do well here, La. Papa is very sure of that," my papa said confidently.
"Really? What if not?"
"No, La. Papa is sure you can go to college this year."
"Otherwise, I'll get married," I answered carelessly.
"Hey, who are you getting married to? You're still 19 years old and you are still childish like this. Who wants to have a wife like you?"
I chuckled at papa's scolding.
"Arga. He will be my husband," I said confidently.
"He's only 24 years old, La. You guys are very young to get married. No, papa will not bless it. Now you just need to focus on college. Do you understand?"
"Hehe, I understand, Pa," I replied .
"Now think about going to college first. You know, getting married is not as easy as you think. Getting married is how you live with someone whose character is different from yours. Getting married not only unites you and him, but also unites two big familiesmarriage is sacred and lifelong, La. Fix yourself first before you get married. Remember that papa's message, "said my papa at length which I only answered with a nod of my head.
My papa and I returned home after finishing eating and paying for the food.
"How was the test today? Was it smooth?" asked my mother who was ready at the door when I arrived.
"Sixty percent," I replied.
"Only 60%?" asked Mom, surprised.
I nodded firmly.
PLAK!
"Awww ..." I moaned in pain when my mother's hand hit my arm.
"Hey, you are my daughter. You inherited my intelligence. How can you say your confidence to be accepted into the nutrition science program is only 60%? Don't you believe that the chances of you being accepted into the nutrition science study program are 100%?" My mom keeps scolding me. .
"The lecturer said that the announcement will be held at four o'clock this afternoon. So be patient," I replied a little annoyed.
"Gosh, you are! Whose ignorance has passed on to you? Oh, God, why is my child like this?" My mom keeps on grumbling.
I ignore it. I went into the room and lay down. I turned on the fan in my room because the street was so hot that it made me have to be drenched in sweat.
I opened my cellphone and I found several messages from Arga.
Arga: Honey, fighting for the test today. I'm sure you can ❤
Honey, don't hesitate to answer the questions. I'm sure my adorable lover can do it ❤
Ella, today I'm not focused on doing my college assignments. Even I lost my appetite for food. Do you know why? Because I keep thinking about you.
Honey, are you already in the exam room?
Honey, how was your exam? Is it finished or not?
My sweet heart, I miss you. When you get home, you must reply to my message huh. If not, I will punish you.
I laughed reading my lover's messages. My fingers started typing word for word to reply to Arga's message.
Me: I just got home. What will you give me as punishment? 😂😂
I put down my cellphone while I closed my eyes for a moment .
Tiiinggg....
My cell phone chimes, indicating there is an incoming message
Message from Arga.
Arga: I'm going to be a baby 😂😂
My eyes stared at the ceiling of the room - trying to think what Arga meant. How can he be a baby when he is already 24 years old?
Me: Hey, you're 24 years old, Arga. How could you want to be a baby?
Tiiingg....
Arga: You don't understand, La?
I scratched my head which didn't itch. What does that mean?
Me: My dear, I was just fighting over these damn questions. And you still add to the burden on my mind? 😭
Tiingg...
Arga: Hahaha ... You're so innocent, La. It means I'm going to suckle you. You are breastfeeding me 😂😂
My face was red like boiled crab. Somehow reading Arga's message made me fly to the seventh heaven.
Tinngg....
I immediately grabbed my cellphone again, maybe Arga sent me another message.
But I was wrong. Incoming messages are from unknown numbers.
+ xxxxxxxxxxx: Congratulations, you have been accepted as part of the nutrition science study program at our university. Please come to campus to make a registration payment of three million.
My heart jumped with joy at the message.
I ran out of the house - to meet my mom and dad in the living room.
"What's with your face? It's rare that we see your face beaming like this," my mother asked in amazement.
"Yeah, usually gloomy. What's the matter?" asked my papa.
I handed my cellphone to my parents.
Their faces, which were originally full of astonishment, have now become happy. My dad and mom hugged tightly while kissing my cheeks.
"Congratulations, my son. Papa is very proud of you," said my papa while stroking the top of my head.
"Congratulations, darling. That's right said mama, that you can. You are my son, surely you are smart enough to achieve your goals," said my mother.
"Thank you, Mama, Papa. I'll go to the room first," I said goodbye.
I went into my room and returned to open my cellphone.
I sent the results of the announcement to Arga.
Tiingg....
A message arrived on my cell phone after a while i waited. From someone I've been waiting for, Arga.
Arga: Congratulations, honey. I know you will pass. You really tried really hard. I'm proud of you ❤❤
My fingers agile typing on the phone screen - reply to Arga's message.
Me: Are you free this afternoon, Honey? I want to ride with you. I miss you, really 😭
Tiingg...
Arga: Honey, I'm sorry. Afternoon until tonight I am very busy with my unresolved tasks. What if the day after tomorrow? We're not cycling, honey. But I will take you for a walk. You want?
My disappointment with the first sentence disappeared when I read the last sentence. Of course I do. Spending time with Arga is really fun.
Me: It's okay, honey. I understand what you are busy with. Okay, the day after tomorrow we will take a walk, okay?
Tingg....
Arga: Yes, dear. Now rest. You're really tired all day right? Have a good rest, my dear ❤❤
I closed my cellphone and closed my eyes. Indeed, today is very tiring. But I'm very happy.
This afternoon I was neat with my knee-length white dress. I smeared the pink lipstick on my lips.Beautiful. Yes, I'm beautiful. At least according to Arga."Where are you going at this time? Usually at 8 pm I just take a shower," Kris said from behind the door."None of your business, Kris. Go on," I said shooing. Huh, that just ruined my mood."Ah, I know now," Kris exclaimed."What?" I asked confused."You're going on a date with Arga, right?" Kris guessed right."If so, why? You're jealous because you don't have a girlfriend?" I teased my little brother."Why am I jealous of someone who is attached?" he replied."You mean?" I asked, not understanding."A person who is dating or married will have two goals in life, namely to God and to their partner. They will be attached to these two goals and I think it is a waste of time. Just like you now, wasting time on someone who is not necessarily your d
Arga and I checked out of the hotel at 11pm. Yes, we didn't stay overnight because we were afraid my parents would scold me.Arga and I arrived home at one in the morning, stuck in traffic along the way."Do I have to go into your house to say goodbye to dad and mom?" asked Arga quietly.""No need. They must be sleeping by now. It's already early morning, I want to go home so I can rest soon," I said while tiptoeing to caress Arga's curly hair.Arga put his lips to mine -- bit my lower lip -- stuck his tongue to be able to dance beautifully with my tongue.Arga's hand ignorantly entered into my bra, playing with my naughty nipples."Why are your nipples so cute, honey?" Arga said with exasperation.Arga's left hand entered my panties, inserted two fingers into my pussy hole. Ah, how delicious the Arga game is .I don't want to lose. I put my hand into Arga's underwear, played his cock up and down.
Cup. Cup. Cup. I squirm when something soft touches my lips three times. I opened my eyes and I found Arga neat in front of my eyes. "What are you doing so early in my bedroom?" I asked lazily. "Did you forget that today is the first day you enter college?" Is it true? I took my cellphone and saw that the screen was still showing six o'clock in the morning. "It's still six o'clock, honey. Still two hours to go and you wasted two hours of my precious sleep," I said lazily. "Get up or I'll punish you?" Arga threatened me. "It's up to you," I replied lazily as I covered my face with a blanket - hoping Arga would come out of my room and not disturb my sleeping hours. But I was wrong. Arga even got into my blanket - his hands started to squeeze my breasts naughty . "Arga, what are you doing so early?" I asked irritably. But Arga didn't answer me. He was engrossed in p
"Finally finished this task!" I exclaimed while tugging at my veins which had shrunk since yesterday due to the multitude of tasks.I saw my face in my cellphone camera. Gosh, that's bad. My eye bags look black because I haven't slept in two days. Damn tasks that make me have to give up my precious sleep hours.My cell phone rang loudly, displaying the name Arga on the screen. Actually I'm still annoyed with him who didn't pick me up at that time. But the worry that he is seeking comfort in another woman's heart is enormous, especially since he doesn't like to be restrained.I shifted the screen marked green and showed Arga's face there."Hi," he said cheerfully."Hm.""What are you doing?""Do you think my face looks like someone who was relaxing on his holiday?" I asked back.Arga laughed at my answer."How many days haven't you slept, La?" asked Arga who understood how tired I was."Two days," I replied.
My cell phone rings loudly, Super Junior's Superman song comes out deafening my ears. Eyes half open, I reached for my cell phone, saw who called me this morning. Really disturbed my precious sleep time. I exhaled when I knew that the caller was Arga. What else did he call this early morning? can't he call me anytime except during my bedtime? Really annoying. I wiped the screen marked green. "Hm," I replied lazily. "Wake you up, sleeping princess. Don't you remember that you have to go to college?" I was shocked, my body immediately sat upright -- my eyes were rounded when I heard the last sentence uttered by Arga. I glanced at the clock on my cellphone. Gosh, it's seven in the morning. In an hour I should be arriving at class. Arga is still rambling on there - I don't know what he's talking about. "Okay, I'm taking a shower now." That was the only answer I gave before hanging up the phone.
"La, are you not in college today?" my mother asked as she peeked through the door of my room. I stretched as I kicked the blanket, looking at the clock on my cellphone. It's still 7:40 a.m. "It's almost 8 o'clock, La. What time are you leaving? Aren't you afraid to be late again?" Mama still scolding me. "My class starts at four in the afternoon, Mom. Now let me take a nap. I haven't slept since five in the morning because of an assignmentget it, "I said lazily as I pulled back my blanket. My mom shook her head "Okay, go to sleep again when your lecture starts in the afternoon," said my mother as she closed my bedroom door again. *** The alarm on my cellphone rang loudly, waking me, who was lulling into a dream. The clock s
My smartphone tinkles, indicating an incoming message. I, who initially focused on the task on my laptop screen, switched to my cellphone. Arga's name is written on my cellphone notification screen. Arga: Hello, my dear. Are you home yet? If not, what time do you want me to pick you up? My fingers quickly typed out the reply word for Arga. Me: Hello, my dear. Today my friends and I will be working on a group assignment. Looks like it was late at night. you know you need to pick me up, rest ❤ "Then what about the menu structure for people with hypertension? Isn't it too pity to be given bland food?" asked Dionysius. "Hey, handsome man, you are so cuteIt's okay if people with hypertension eat foods mixed with salt, but not much like normal people in general, "said Brandon. "Isn't it forbidden for people with hypertension to eat salty foods? Why is it permissible to eat foo
It has been two weeks since Arga ignored all the messages I sent. Even when I went to him, he purposely locked the door tight as if he wasn't there, even though I knew very well that he was there, he seemed to be purposely avoiding me. What is wrong? Did I make a mistake? "How? Has he seen you?" asked Brandon who was waiting on the motorbike. I had to ask Brandon to take me to Arga's apartment because no more friends could take me. Becca and Veronie are on vacation in Belgium. Ah, how damn those two of them are on vacation without me While I'm here having to face a big, 24 year old baby who is sulking indistinctly. I shook my head slowly while lowering my head. "Maybe he's not at his apartment, La," said Brandon trying to think positively. I shook my head. "Impossible. John told me if Arga was in his apartmenthe even refused his friends' invitation to go for a walk, "I said. Tears began to fall down my cheeks. Brandon sighed. "Th