Chapter 3

Shavira is busy opening web pages one by one to find reference material for later presentations, while Karin is even busier. Yep, he's more busy stalking guys he thinks are cool on social media.

 "Kar, look for political paradigm material." Shavira said without taking his eyes off the laptop in front of him.

 "Hmmm."

 The library is the quietest place on campus. So this place is perfect for a Shavira to do the job without being distracted. But unfortunately, he has to be a group with Karin, who is actually very lazy to deal with tasks. His class was starting soon, and his assignment was only half finished.

 Not that Shavira was lazy to do it. It's just that, lately his duties have piled up like a mountain. So his concentration is divided, so that one task he is currently doing escapes him. Even this, he only remembered it when he saw today's roster. Hoping that Karin would remind him was impossible. So, Karin managed to be here because she was dragged by Shavira who ended up not helping at all.

 "Have you met?" Now Shavira's gaze is towards Karin who is smiling at her cellphone. "Kar ?!" now Shavira's tone was slightly higher.

 "What? Sha! You know this is a library, and the most important rule here is not to be noisy. " Karin's voice seemed to be whispering, plus the index finger that she placed in front of her mouth.

 Shavira sighed. "Where is the material?" Shavira brought her hand in front of Karin then moved her as if asking for something.

 "What material?" he said with an innocent look that made Shavira want to hit his head right away.

 "Did I cross your name? Let my name be written here. " Shavira took a pen and then a paper with her name on it with Karin's name on it.

 "Wait a minute!" Karin snatched the paper and pen from Shavira's hand. "How can you, Sha. You don't feel sorry for my future. I'm tired, Sha, with my KHS, all of which are C. " Now Karin put on a sullen face.

 "After all, you annoyed Kar."

 "Okay, okay. I promise I won't bother anymore, I'll help you with your assignments. " Karin shows the Google page on her cellphone. "Here, what do you want me to look for?"

 "Political paradigm, Kar."

 "Okay."

 An incoming notification sound was heard on Karin's cellphone, Shavira ignored it and preferred to focus on composing her presentation. Until Karin's voice screamed, making Shavira startled in her seat.

 "What?!"

 "Oh my, Sha!" Karin got up from her seat and moved beside Shavira. "This, this is our campus right?" Karin shows a photo that looks like a campus parking lot.

 Shavira is a little confused, why the campus parking can make Karin scream excited. "Then? Oh, if you don't pass, you want to be a parking attendant? " Shavira's words made Karin's lips curl downward.

 "How can you, yes I was a parking attendant."

 "Just looking at the parking lot, you are really excited."

 "Hence, if you look at something more carefully. I was excited not because of the parking lot, but because of this. "

 Karin zooms in on the photo and then focuses on a boy who looks like he just got out of the car. The all-black style with a backpack on the right shoulder makes him look masculine. Well, Shavira admits that.

 "Continue?" Shavira is confused again, who is the guy who made Karin excited herself.

 "You don't know?"

 Shavira shook his head.

 "Sure? You really don't know? Geez Sha! Where are you from? I know this, because in your brain it is a fake Raga? "

 "Isshh, I really have to know him?" Shavira returned to focus on compiling his presentation.

 "All the girls on this campus also know who he is. I think it's only you who don't know him. "

 Shavira was indifferent and only shrugged his shoulders.

 "Okay. I'll introduce you. " Karin fixed her seat. "This is Genta Bagaskara, are you familiar with the name Bagaskara?"

 Shavira thought a little, indeed the name Bagaskara sounded familiar to his ears.

 "Yep, he's the son of Sir Bagaskara Pratama, the director of our campus. As far as I am, he studied in LA, he is also one of the young entrepreneurs in Indonesia, he's kind, cool, friendly again. Why do I know? Because I often really stalk his social media. But somehow some miracle, he could be here. You see my timeline. " Karin shows the contents of her social media timeline. "The whole campus is excited about the arrival of this handsome angel."

 Shavira pushed Karin's cellphone away from him. "You praise someone too much, Kar."

 "This is not an exaggeration, Sha, this is the most rational fact."

 "Whatever, according to me right now, the fact that must be rational is the completion of this assignment before the class starts. So? Where's the material. "

 Being billed like that, Karin grinned. "Okay, I'm looking for it right now."

 "Gosh, Kariiinn."

 ***

 Luckily Shavira's presentation assignment was completed on time. Karin really made Shavira lose her strength. How come? During the work assignment, Karin still talked about Genta with all her strengths. This made Shavira's concentration break and she kept reprimanding Karin to focus on her task. Not infrequently the librarian also reprimanded them, especially Karin, for being too noisy and disturbing others.

 "The library guard was really angry. People are already whispering, it's still said to be noisy. "

 Shavira could only sigh, at this time he was too lazy to serve Karin.

 “I'm still curious? Genta, what are you doing on this campus? He said he wanted to meet Pak Bagaskara, I don't think so. Because my mother said yesterday that Sir Bagaskara is back in Malaysia. " Karin elbowed Shavira's hand. "Do you know what?"

 "I do not know. What I know, Mrs. Rani is already going to our class. " Shavira pointed at Mrs. Rani, his politics lecturer who was already in front of the class preparing to enter.

 "Dead! Hurry up, Sha, it could be bad if you're late for class. You is fine because you're a golden child, am I? Can be slit later. " Karin grabbed Shavira's hand and started running.

 Shavira laughed. "Yes, the mother wants to cut her own child."

 "Can, right, my mother has a grudge because her child is not smart."

Mrs. Rani is Karin mother. He is also a lecturer in politics at the Shavira campus which is well known for his discipline. Maybe students or other students prefer to call it the killer campus lecturer. On this campus, only a handful of people know that Mrs. Rani is Karin's mother. Karin was deliberately hiding this, for fear that boys would no longer want to approach her because she was already afraid of Mrs. Rani.

 Shavira and Karin arrived in front of Mrs. Rani with a little difficulty.

 "Where are you from?" Mrs. Rani asked then raised her glasses a little.

 "From the toilet." Karin replied quickly. "We go in first, Mrs." Karin pulled Shavira's hand back into the classroom. Shavira could only shake his head and follow Karin's steps.

 Because today is Mrs. Rani's class, so the other students are already in the class waiting. Because in class, if Mrs. Rani has entered, those who are late will not be allowed to enter. All the front seats are fully occupied, all that remains are a few empty seats at the back. So Shavira had no other choice but to sit there with Karin.

 "Good afternoon." Bu Rani enters and starts her class.

 "Afternoon ma'am." Said the students in unison.

 "How about the job? Already completed?" Mrs. Rani stood up and began to look at the students one by one.

 "Excuse me ma'am."

 That voice made everyone inside turn towards the classroom door. This made the whole class get excited when they found out who was standing there. Especially Karin.

 “Gentaaa. Sha, that's really him right? " Karin shook Shavira's shoulder.

 Genta entered the classroom so that the class seemed to be holding their breath.

 "What's this?" Shavira was confused to see her friends who seemed hypnotized by Genta's arrival. He thinks this is too much.

 "Please, sit." Mrs. Rani invited him to sit just like that.

 This is getting weird, even though he is the son of the campus director, he shouldn't get that kind of special treatment. He was late, and as usual, he shouldn't just be allowed in. Shavira felt like he was starting to hate people like this Genta. Being treated special because of power is very unfair.