A. N. S
Flood Sweat

At seven o'clock we have reached the greatness campus. Feels happy, amazed, moved to see the campus decoration complete with ornaments typical graduation celebration. Student regiments lined up in front of the campus welcoming guests and invitations.

Get off in the car Dik Nissa immediately prepare slippers with high standard is not very high like friends to look elegant. Not Grace C. Sasmi Lo yes. Mas Ahmad was also busy wearing clothes for graduation aka Toga to me.

While I bowed my head, because he was the same I was taller I was in his normal state.

"You're so pretty, that's !"

"Hmmm... Thank goodness for."

"Had quietly repeated my graduation first, when you I applied yes ?"

"In Shayah Allah, my doain was fine until the first event was over. "

"Yes, hopefully. But you will be near you. I can't bear it, if you suddenly faint. "

"Yes, mas. "I replied while returning his grasp.

"Honey, that's a new mom's entourage coming." Mas Ahmad while pointing Cherry ash car entered the campus courtyard with a Mario drive. Seen my Father sitting in front, while my mother sat behind the Father with his sister-in-law Mas Mario and their two sons and daughters.

After parking the car Cherry mas Mario immediately approached me and kissed my forehead,

"Mas Mario, habit deh nyium-waste gini. No one's jealous of you..." I while confirming the tilted toga position lashed by Mario's kiss.

"Dik Ahmad, Ndak may be jealous. We tested before, he's immune. Is it Ahmad ?" Sarkas mas Mario teases mas Ahmad.

Mother and father then shook hands with Father Mother-in-Law. Then Ahmad and I kissed their hands. Mas Ahmad took me and let Father Mom and family Mario go up to the campus hall on the fourth floor there.

Four invitations have been given to Mario. Mas Ahmad took me always when going up the stairs or entering the hallway of the college. Walking down the lecture hall only until the fourth floor has made the pregnant mother sweat wet and breath stinginging.

How about a Graduation dress up like this that has been engap because of the ability of the tile material plisket skirt is outside still using toga, the feeling of a double sultry dryness.

After arriving at the fourth floor exploded my sweat and crap. Before entering the room, I gathered with friends who were about to graduate. While wiping my sweat thin with a tissue I was told to sit down even though other graduation friends were not sitting. They already understand because of the condition of pregnant women like this.

Mas Ahmad asked for permission to find a seat according to the invitation earlier. He allowed my parents and his parents to sit in the place he had prepared. Then he came back to me in the corridor of the room.

Mas Ahmad continued to give encouragement, occasionally he rubbed this sweat. Sometimes I ask if I am okay, sometimes I drink. He was very attentive to me.

"Are you okay, baby ?"

"Yes, mas. Just chill. Later if I'm not strong actually will tell mas."

"alright. They won't leave you. Even if you go on stage, I'll still be watching you."

"Thank you, ma'am."

"Yes, baby." Then Ahmad stood up from where he had previously sat squatting in front of me.

"Fal you're okay, right ? Your sweat is like a flood, is it ?" Ask AW.

I nodded and smiled.

"It's okay, w."

"Later long show Lo, Fal. Did Ndak Mas Ahmad perform ?" Tintin.

"Yes later if I'm not strong let it be replaced. But it's still strong. Thank you guys for strengthening me."

"Passion yes, Falya. You're fat now. That means we're both fat. We have to be passionate for ourselves."

"Spirit.my words."

Suddenly my phone rang,

"Darling, still strong ?"

"Mas, I don't think I'm strong. Flood of sweat. These friends on the light I made a sweet sitting. How, mas ?" ask me about Ahmad.

"Yes, honey. That's good. Pregnant women can also linger long standing, especially wearing high-hygle sandals. Yes, I am, come here now."