RED MAPALA
Chapter 29 - Frans Experience

Chapter 29 PMM

"Hi, Ja!" greet a young man, a final-level student who was Anta's younger brother during high school.

His name is Frans, this young man of Eastern blood often met with the King because he often asked the King for help to perform with his bandmates.

"Where is Frans' thesis?" ask King.

"Hadeh. For God's sake, Ja. My lecturer is a complete nutcase! Until I change the title. Changing the title of the thesis is hard! This is the time to .. ah, I don't even remember the lecturer asked to change the title," said Frans as he sipped his sweet tea.

"Oh, so if you want to pass it even more dizzy, yes." King nodded.

Rara comes closer and brings the campus tabloid.

"Ja, we want to create a joint prayer event for Raisa, Ajeng, and Devan on Friday night. Pesen cake sponge same mother, yes. Make three pans," Pinta Rara.

"Hi, the King's girlfriend is getting prettier!" sapana.

"Hi, Brother Frans!" hello Rara, "tumben to this campus?"

"I've been going back and forth this campus for a month because I've been looking for Mr. Rian! He was my teacher!" sahut French.

The gaze of the adorable black-skinned youth stared at the tabloid on the table that Rara had just laid.

"Who is this?" tanyanya pointed to three photos on the tabloid's backyard.

"Oh, this is Red Mapala's dead son. Her name is Raisa, Ajeng, same Devan," answered Rara.

"The girl with long hair? What was his name?" ask Frans.

"Rulisa." The king answered.

"Oh, her name is Raisa apparently. How can he be in this magazine? Uh, did you say you died?" Frans frowned in disbelief.

Rara and the King looked at each other and then both of them looked at Frans at the same time.

"What's the matter, brother? You know him?" ask Rara.

"Very often look at the minimarket deket house. I used to squirm at him from far away, anyway. Uh, but what did you say? Died when?" frans asked a little worriedly.

"Old old man, brother. There was last semester, "sahut Rara.

"What's? Last semester? Lah, just last week I saw him take the night out at my campus supermarket!" exciting Frans.

Brak!

The king surprised the students around him. So did Rara and Frans.

"Why are you so angry with me?" frans asked in disbelief.

"Not that, Brother. I mean don't talk carelessly. When he was alive, he obviously fell from a hill. So even if Frans can see if it's a ghost," said the King.

"Buahaha! Ghosts from where? Ghost period can sell, can make coffee same instant noodles also in the minimarket again. Shit you, Ja!" Frans still laughed at the King.

"Ja, do we prove Kak Frans' words, how?" ask Rara.

"Of course." The king nodded.

"Eh, but the minimarket guard chick has a mole on her chin. Keep him wearing thick glasses," Frans said while observing more closely, "what's just similar, huh?"

"But, there's no harm if we meet the Raisa-like, Ja," said Rara.

"Yes, definitely. Later I also want to ask Adam about Rangga. I want to ask him if Raisa has any twin" said the King.

Frans's cell phone rang. Mr. Rian has sent a message to call him.

"Well, Mr. Rian, my supervising lecturer called me to discuss changing research materials" Frans said.

"Yes there! Spirit for guidance, brother!" The king and Rara gave a spirit.

"Sister Frans! Want to pray together at this college?" ask Rara.

"Boleh dong, his name is also a prayer together. Here, take the flyer!" Rara handed Frans a leaflet of a joint prayer.

"OK, thanks. I'll go first, yeah. Hye!" Frans stepped away to the meeting point with Mr. Rian.

Frans sighed tiredly while walking gontai. His swinging steps were forced to show him feeling completely uncomfortable. The atmosphere made Frans feel more sultry. Although this lecturer room air-conditioned, refreshing the body that is easy to sweat, but if the situation has been looked at each other and given such direction, of course Frans still feels sultry. His spirit felt freefall to the most basic level even to the bottom of the earth's crust at once.

"Replace the pages I cross. The title of the program is also stale. You change your program!" rian Sir's Word.

"Sir, two more weeks is the time. I have to do another program!" lamented Frans.

The narrow time Frans has is not worth the amount of work he has to complete. That also does not include the preparation of the script and schedule of consultations with both mentors. Frans is really stressed.

Mr. Rian then asked Frans to come out and correct again who had been blamed earlier. Frans glanced at the brown door on the right. There's a "Computer Lab Room" on the door.

Feeling no other choice, the young man's feet began to descend the stairs. Step into the student room to take care of the loan letter of one of the computer units.

"I had to move quickly and immediately return to the second floor to ask for Mr. Rian's signature, before the fifty-year-old man ran away from the campus.

Although it is still half two in the afternoon, Fransitu's lecturers often leave the faculty to complete their business in the integrated research building or teach until almost magrib. Frans was getting upset and would not wait that long.

Upon Frans' return to the second floor, precisely in the lecturer room, he did not see Mr. Rian anywhere. Shit!"

Rian's guess is right. The lecturer was very adept at escaping if it was needed like this.

Frans found Lili on the floor.

"Hi, Li!" hello Frans, "are you alone?" frans asked Lily, one of the friends who had been sitting in front of the organic lecturer room.

"You're going to see Mr. Rian, okay?" tanyakanya.

"What is he doing again?" ask Frans.

"Kan, there's a last class today." Lily pointed to the courtroom located near the lecturer room with her chin.

Frans was also disappointed. Although he had been in a hurry, in fact he was still losing fast. Mr. Rian seems to have returned to teaching.

Frans took his place by the girl's side. At least, Mr. Rian hasn't come home yet. He will wait for the lecturer and ask for help.

When looking at the paper that Frans brought, everything was still intact. It's just that Arga looked scared.

"You want an autograph, huh?" ask Lily.

Lily then nodded. "I just changed the title again and who knows he acc" Frans said.

Lily looks ordinary. He did not respond to the girl's shock and chose to stick to her type on the computer keyboard.

After that, Frans took out a smart phone and connected it to a wi-fi channel. Just about to surf on social networks, Lily again invited him to talk.

"Why change the title again, Frans? Isn't yesterday nearly finished?" ask Lily who always met Frans at that place.

From her relaxed attitude, Frams could guess it seemed like the girl had plenty of time to hear the story. Finally Frans put the cell phone connected to the campus wi-fi network without being ordered. Then, the young man poured out his heart to the skinny girl.

Lily listened carefully. Every now and then, his dark bead looked at Frans pitying from the stress and pressure. But sometimes, Lily also feels annoyed with Mr. Rian who sounds annoying.

Until Frans realized something and asked, "your hijab is like wet sticky stuff, huh?"

Frans tries to touch her, but Lily brushes over.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I don't mean." Frans saw his phone running out of battery power. Then, he grabbed the powerbank from inside the bag.

However, the curly-haired young man looked at the leaflet intently. His gaze was fixed on the picture of Ajeng's photo. Frans turned his head towards Lily intently.

"Why does this photo look like you, huh?" muttered Frans.

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...To be continued, see you next chapter!...