Watch Out for Falling in Love
Determination Day

Several months have passed Diandra successfully with sweat and tears to complete her TA. Time, thought, energy, and money have been sacrificed for the best results.

Today is the day of its determination. The TA Session Day will be held. There were 3 groups that conducted the hearing that day. The rest are different days. Andra is ready with a white shirt, and a black dress skirt. Her long hair was tied up neatly. The mockups, presentation materials, and thesis drafts are ready to accompany him in the trial. His heart was pounding as his name was called into the courtroom in building A of the 4th floor. Widia and Ivane who accompanied her gave her encouragement before she entered.

"Don't forget to read your prayers! Ganbattes!" exclaim Ivane while clenching his hands.

"Chiayo! Good luck and it works!" widia added as well.

Andra smiled happily at the sight of her two best friends. He immediately entered with a feeling of uncertainty. As soon as the door was opened, five lecturers were ready to wait for his presentation. She's tense.

The mockup is placed on the table. All the examiners noticed it. Andra became more nervous. Before starting the presentation he gave his greetings first, then began preparing a design presentation on a laptop that has been provided by the campus.

"alright. Thank you for your attention to all the lecturers who have hadith here. In this TA I made a building design with the title 'Center of Fashion and Modelling in Bandung' which was inspired by my mother who is a tailor. This work I dedicate to him as a single parent who has fought for his three children."

Andra took a breath trying to calm her rapidly beating heart. Then he began to explain in more detail the concept of design and its description. The shape of a model when viewed from above looks the same as the design in the engineering drawings. Some lecturers look mangosteen. The question and answer session begins. Andra was getting restless and pounding.

An hour of tension passed. Andra exited the courtroom with a tense expression still in sight. Widia and Ivane were stunned to see that the trial was over. He was the fastest among his friends.

Not far from him was Sekar who was sitting with Nindita. He kept staring at Andra who was busy telling stories. Sekar himself has already conducted a trial.

There is still one more student left. After that, the lecturers will immediately announce who graduated the trial. The five TA students who were one group with him waited impatiently.

Thirty minutes later all the students of TA had gathered in the courtroom. Tense faces await the announcement. Mr. Ridwan revealed anyone who passed the following with the value called. Fortunately it turns out that all TA students of the group graduated with quite satisfactory grades. Including Andra also with a perfect A. They all jumped in excitement.

After the trial, they still gathered on the ground floor to tell stories with friends. The face of happiness is clear. Suddenly Sekar came over with a guilty face.

"Andra, congratulations. You're great to get an A" he said. Sekar himself got a B.

"Thank you. Congratulations to you, Kar." Andra smiled a little.

Then he went back to talking to his friend again.

"Emmm ... Andras. I want to apologize," continued Sekar. Andra.

"What about?"

"On Mas Aydan and the photos" he said.

Andra. "meaning?"

"Yes. So ... who sent you a picture and Mas Aydan it's the same Mas Yoga at that time. But I'm not the one who took your picture. That's Mas Yoga's job. I was just told to look for your home address." They seem increasingly guilty.

"Ooh so that's your job!" Andra stared cynically for a moment. She bit her lips in fear.

"Yes that. I have nothing to do with him" replied Andra coldly. He remembered that he could do nothing to change it.

"Yes, but you're enemies?"

"We are not enemies. I just can't get near him anymore. It should have been so from the beginning," Andra replied sadly. The difference in his facial expression was obvious.

"I'm sorry again, Ndra. I'm just jealous of you guys. I don't have the guts to deketin Mas Aydan." Just looking embarrassed.

"Look out, Kar. I was angry I told you. Hopefully you can dapetin Mas Duta elo by yourself."

Shoulder Sekar patted. The girl smiled with relief. Then go with Nindita. Soon Dance arrived. He congratulated too.

"Bye-sama, Mba. Don't forget the treaty, yes" replied Tari happily.

The four students were invited to eat by Andra at a rice stall near kos-kosan.

"Why is the deal in Warteg? Rice Padang kek. At the cafe cake," protested Ivane.

"My money is up for TA. Pay to make a mockup to Tari aja not paid off," said Andra. Dance and Widia giggled.

***

Two years later after graduation.

"My contract is about to expire. I have to find a new job again" said Andra who was having lunch with Widia at a Mall.

"Why not continue anyway? Not feeling well?"

"Yes. I am not comfortable working there. Many are cynical with me. Besides hoping to get a better salary in a new place, right." Andra chuckles.

Widia who already worked at an interior company was unthinkable to move to work. It's at home there. Unlike Andra who is always a 'lead jump'.

Since Andra started working, there have been 2 companies that he entered. First accepted work at the developer and contractor SOE. He is still looking for a place of work that suits his interests.

Already various kinds of job applications he sent and various interviews were conducted after quitting work. Some were accepted, but Andra refused because her salary was small. There is a big salary, but he had to move outside Java. While he himself did not have the heart to leave his mother who was brought also to Jakarta.

"Ndra, I got this info from Ivane. Said an architect consultant opened the locker. Who had our seniors first. Mas Imam's. You know, right? Once aja elo received elo one alma mater," Widia beber on the phone.

"May try. Send address!"

A moment later Widia gave the locker info through BBM. Due to the deadline, Andra immediately sent CV via email first.

A week later, his application was answered. He was so happy. A few days later he was asked to come and do a job interview.

Now he has set foot in front of a large three-story minimalist style house dominated by gray and black. Andra is welcome to wait in a room. Shortly after, the consultant owner arrived. He was the Imam, a senior of the 2001 class who was not very familiar with him.

"I've read your CV and portfolio, Mba Dian," Imam said as he read a piece of paper.

"Your designs are okay. I really like. Even some employees here say that you will be suitable to work with our team," continued Imam.

"Ready, Mas." Andra felt this was a good sign.

"It's because I happen to know who you are, your performance, so how about we just look around the contents of this office. I'll introduce you to my team" the Imam asked.

Andra flabbergasted.

"Wait, Mas. I mean, I'm welcome to work here or what?"

The humble-looking priest smiled. "Yes. You got accepted for work here. Congratulations to you."

Suddenly Andra was aghast and excited. The priest chuckled at his behavior.

***