Chapter 8

Hang out, hang around is a must do with friends for students like us especially in the autumn season like now.

But it was all just wishful thinking because in reality there was not a day of free time for us to be able to do it, especially now that we are facing the final semester with killing assignments.

It has been almost a month since me and Aydin have been working on our final semester and at this time my heart seemed to be hanging on the eiffel tower and ready to fall down because it was facing the lecturer who was examining my assignment.

I nibbled my fingernails to remove a little trembling, I hope the lecturer with this black mane would accept my assignment which I have been desperately working on for almost a month now.

I even often stay up late and eat late to complete this damn task, and if this task is rejected, what will happen to me? Ah just imagine I already wanted to die.

"There are still some parts that have not been maximized, but it can be said that this is ninety-seven percent so I can accept it." Boom!!! After almost ten minutes he checked my assignment and finally!

Although the words are a bit annoying, but at least my job is accepted and this is what I was hoping for, finally I can relax a little without having to think about assignments.

"Thank you... thank you." I bowed several times in his honor and ran out of the classroom to meet Aydin, who was already relaxed because his assignment was also accepted.

Actually I was pretty sure that my assignment would be accepted because I was a student who was quite accomplished, from sitting in elementary school to high school I always ranked first in class and during college every assignment I had collected was never rejected by the lecturer, but even so naturally I will only tremble every time I gather assignments, I don't want to be arrogant just because I'm smart.

Aydin was waiting for me at a cafe near the campus, I immediately followed her on foot.

"How?" Aydin asked me who was pulling the chair in front of her and wanted to sit.

I replied with my smile, "Accepted." I replied.

Aydin nodded in understanding. "What do you want to order? Today I treat, consider it a celebration for our successful assignment."

Look, like this Aydin. As a celebration of the task it was only her alibi so that I would not be offended because she wanted to treat me.

Aydin and I once had a fight because at that time Aydin secretly paid my book money, which was in arrears for several months because my mother had no money to pay for it, it happened when we were still in eleventh grade.

I found out when I was about to pay the book bill in the school cooperative with the money from my hard work as a cashier.