The He Is Abrisam (S1-S2)
Section 62

Adira came out of the lab room. Computer and put his shoes back on. He walked towards the canteen with his face bent.

Yara smiled as Adira approached her desk, Vio and Sam.

“Sini, Dir!” Yara moved her hand as a sign.

Sam who was biting the crackers suddenly turned to look at his newly arrived lover. Dira sat down next to Sam.

“Lo face why tangle so?” violet asked after sipping her iced tea.

Abrisam also took notice, “iya, kayak clothes that have not been disturbed. You why?”

“So I've seen the results of the scholarship test at Victoria University, but.” Adira's speech was truncated making the three people who listened to nearby became confused.

“But what?” ask Yara.

“You were accepted ‘kan?” added Sam.

Adira looked at Sam, then shook her head.

“No, I can't get the scholarship.” Dira instantly moody, “how is this? Without the scholarship, my mother would not have gone missing. No money for semester fees.”

“You're patient ya.” Sam stroked Dira's back slowly.

“Propay yes, Dir. Lo ‘kan can still go to college here,” said Yara trying to cheer the heart of her best friend.

Dira folded his hands on the table, “when college there was my dream all along.” The girl sighed.

Sam pulled his hand back and continued to eat the ketoprak that was in front of him.

“From on lo sad-sad mending food message there. That will be thought again. Don't just think it's sick,” said Violet, who was busy eating.

“You want me to order?” sam asked to stop scooping the food.

Adira turned her head, “by.”

“What do you eat?” Sam took a glass of his favorite orange ice. He sipped the drink without using a pipette.

Adira saw one by one the food he ate with his lover and his two best friends.

“Samain kayak you aja deh.”

Abrisam put down the glass he held, “oke, wait a minute ya.”

Sam started to stand up and rubbed a glance at Adira's head before stepping away.

“Do not be spicy-spicy yes, Sam!”

Adira sat down in the living room of her house. Right now he is focused on learning. The closer to the national repetition the girl is indeed more diligent. He also did not forget to remind Abrisam to repeat reading the textbook so that its value increased.

Dimas who had just come out of the room smiled faintly when he saw his sister was in the living room with many books in front of him. The guy walks towards the kitchen. Dimas came out again with two cups of coffee. He approached Adira.

“Tumben learn here?” Dimas put one of his glasses to the table.

Adir. He saw his brother sitting on the sofa with one leg up on the sofa.

“Replace atmosphere, Kak.” Adira looked towards the glass that was in front of her, “bosen also studied in the room continue.”

Dimas nodded while sipping coffee that was still warm.

“This is for me?” Dira raised his glass.

Dimas nodded, “iya, I intentionally make you. Let it stick around longer it's eyes. Good ‘kan me?”

“He is good.” Dira pinched her lips, “thank ya.”

“Sama-sama, drunk dong.”

“Where is the sugar?”

Adira nodded with a smile, “pinter also lo, Kak.”

“Dimas is loh.”

Adira laughed and looked back at her textbooks.

The door of the house creaked as someone walked inside. Adira and Dimas simultaneously turned to the source of the voice.

“Where to, Ma?” tanya Dimas still held her glass.

Winda closed the door again and walked closer to his two children. The woman sat on the sofa near Dira sitting down.

“Mama from home, Mr. RT.” Winda leaned his back against the sofa.

“PDKT equals Mr RT?” dimas Ceteluk.

“Huss, this careless you.” The reprimanded Dimas laughed.

Adira looked at her brother, “Kak Dimas likes his mouth original. Which there mom can be run over by Bu RT if PDKT is with her husband.”

“Gue ‘kan just kidding. Seriously very lo bocil!” Adira pursed her lips and went back to reading the book.

“Mama to there to talk cake order with Bu RT. This week ‘kan association of PKK mothers at home Bu RT. So, need a cake to make a treat.”

Dimas nodded in understanding.

“Many Ma order?” asked Adira without looking at Vinda.

“Lumayan, Dir.” Winda straightened his body and sat shifted to the edge of the sofa, “oh yes, Dir. Earlier, Ms. RT said her parents were also looking for scholarships abroad. Honey, he's not accepted. How's yours?”

Adira who was writing a summary of his notes stopped the movement of the hand. It was hard for the girl to swallow her saliva.

Dimas who coolly sipped his coffee also noticed Adira.

“Iya, what's the result, deck?”

Dira turned to Dimas, then looked at Vinda.

Adira shook her head slowly, “Dira didn't work either, Ma. Dira wants to study at Victoria University.” The girl bowed lethargic while staring at her book.

Winda stroking his son's back, “patient ya dear. Beum your sustenance it.”

“Try Mama there's money. Dira wants to stay in college there.”

The mother of two was gloomy. He felt sorry for his daughter. Dira's dream had to run aground because of insufficient costs.

“Udah, go to college at my college. Poor Mama thinks of expensive tuition fees. If we can it lighten the burden Mama.”

Adira lifted her head. Her brother's words have a point. This girl looked at Winda.

“Ma, Dira is okay. Mama don't worry. Dira wants to study at Kak Dimas campus aja.”

Dira turned his body facing backwards. He held both hands of his mother and placed his head on the thigh of Vinda.

Winda pulled one hand from his grasp, then stroked the head of his youngest child.

“Are you really okay?”

“Ngak, Mom. Dira also did not want to go far from Mama. If the lecture is here we can still stay together.” Adira smiled thinly with her head still he put on the thighs of Winda.

Dimas smiled. His sister is not stubborn. Winda knew that even though Dira said so surely this girl still wanted it very much. Dira has long said he will continue his education abroad to become a reliable chef.