Damar (Not) For Wulan
Graduation Events

"This is some sticky tissue in Elu's hair. Didn't you think so?" He gave me a thin tissue.

"Died banished, even loved to me."

"Not be a pussy! Let's go!" He walked away.

"Where are aunt and others?" I followed his steps.

"Have left first, they deliberately left us to go together." I managed to catch up with his hard-earned steps.

"It's not very comfortable to wear heels so."

"Emang, I never make ginian. Fear of sprains."

"If graduation is okay, after all you just sit down, don't go on stage." Damar opened the vehicle door for me.

Eits, wait a minute .. Why is he even this kind of attention? Isn't it wrong to open the door for me?

"Woi, why bengong! Inbound!" His hands pushed his back violently.

"Yes, yes." I had just been thinking positively about him, but, his rude treatment just now made me withdraw my thoughts earlier.

We both fell silent, not saying a word. He concentrated on the road ahead of him. A few minutes later, the vehicle stopped. He got down and opened the car door for me. His hand took my hand.

"What the fuck?" Both of my eyebrows are linked.

"Udah, follow me! It's just acting in front of Mami."

"But, not here the act. It'll be her acting show."

I clasped his hand.

"Eh, there's Mr. Damar .. Who's the same, sir?" A girl of Selena's age was standing next to Damar.

"Don't ask me anything personal" he said.

He was rude to all women. His students are like this.

"Let's go outside!" Damar tried to suppress his emotions.

"Well, couple's shirt. Don't-don't you two already-,"

"Whisper, let's get out of here, Lan!" We both hold hands. He pinched my hand as a sign to receive his hand.

"Damar, slow! I make high heels. What if I fall?"

"If you want to fall, just hug my body. That simple, really." I scowled at her careless words.

"Why diem? Wanna practisekin?"

"What the hell, don't you!" I grabbed her waist hard.

"Well, you two fit meow." Selena covered her mouth with both palms. His eyes are brightly lit. He walked to the left of Damar.

"Surge the Cell!" her word.

"It's very rude, Mas. Watch out later." Selena.

"Do you want to increase the punishment? So a month is good too."

"Dih, Mas Damar, yes. Oh, my, my Mas." Selena whining.

"Eat him step aside and shut up!" peekik Damar's.

Selena half ran away from us, she headed towards the auditorium door of this university building. It's a pity that his graduation is on campus, not in a hotel building or any other place. We both went in, sat side by side. He's a post-graduate graduation, definitely his later turn. At least I can relax.

"Where are you and Auntie? They should have arrived." I'm looking for Damar's parents. Someone waved at me, ah there, there was Aunt Iren and Om Purnomo.

"Damar, I want to go there. The boss here doesn't have a chat." I whined at him.

"Yes, talk to me. I don't want to take you there. It's full, it's just about to start." I am disappointed with his statement. The man was wearing a different graduation toga shirt with the crowd here.

It's been an hour I've been pensive, two hours and finally the name Damar was called. I tried to clap for him. He stood up, walked towards the stage. Selena followed her sister's steps, she photographed some of her brother's precious moments. After a while, the man returned to the seat, as did Selena.

One by one the series of events are already shown. Finally, it's time to eat out with the family. My stomach has been in a rage since.

"Eits, before eating at the restaurant, we take pictures first!" Selena became an impromptu photographer. I was so clumsy to see so many unknown people.

Om and Auntie are no less stylish when taking pictures with us. Selena asked passersby for help to take pictures of us as a family. There seems to be less, what? I thought for a moment.

"Sister Mutia and Bang Kevin are already in the restaurant, they are the ones who treat today" Selena replied.

"Owh, so."

"You two take another photo!" Aunt directed style at us. Me and Damar joined hands, staring at each other, they photographed us.

"Well, that's dong."

"One more Mam, the style of kissing the forehead can be, Mam." Selena's words made me flinch.

"Seru too, let's practice!"

"Tante, this is a public place. Shame then."

"Not be noisy! Yes, yes, what the hell." Damar.

"Well, you're good, I'm losing."

"Much a pede Elu ya." Damar's got my shoulder. Her lips pointed at her forehead and kissed her.

"Sel, haven't you?" I can't wait to push her body.

"Not yet, the flash is dead. Hold a sec!"

My legs are numb, my hands are dark from standing still not moving. I hope my heartbeat is not heard by him.

"It." I pushed Damar's body.

"Elah, Elu's forehead smells terasi let alone the one below." He insulted.

"The room!" pekikku did not accept.

"What Honey? Want again? Where do you want to kiss?" Her smile—like a wide grin.

"Oh, males ah." I stepped away leaving him. Pulling Selena's arm. Aunty grinned wide at me who sulked.

"Cieee, there's something close, Mom. Their halalin hordes, Mam!" Selena teases.

"Cell, don't do it, I'm so tired. Couldn't be in them!"My face scowls.

"Sorry, Brother."

We got into each other's cars. I got kicked out of Aunt Iren's car, I got to get in Damar's car. There was no conversation between us.

For a few minutes, Damar opened the conversation.

"That scuffed face is so, would I like to be ironed?"

"Not funny." I was lazy to respond.

"Lan, that's the rich Nyokap Elu Bokap that village!"

"Where, where?" I can see the direction of her index.

"But boong." His laughter pisses me off.

"It's so nice to be a person."

"Hahaha," his laughter had not yet subsided.

The vehicle stopped at a European-style building. This restaurant is expensive because the interior design is imported directly from Europe. So are the food ingredients.

"Would you eat here?"

"Yes, let's go to KUA .. uh, let's go outside!" Damar chuckled again.

He likes to make me a mockery. Watch out later if this match is cancelled. I'll make a calculation with him.

"Lan! Comein! This is my graduation, beware not to be Elu obrak-abrik!" I had to follow him.

Selena, Aunt Iren and Om Purnomo approached us. We walked in tandem. There were two people waving at us. We'll head to the table soon. There is no Aunt Iren's daughter-in-law here, which I know, the other woman is Kevin—ipar's older sister Mutia.

Accidentally, I nudged the person next door while pulling the chair. I looked at the man, apologizing.

"Whatdidyou say? Pardon?" That guy's rampaging. Our eyes looked at each other, I didn't think he was here.

Why meet this guy? lazy mind.