He Wants to Meet Kachiew!!

It has been 4 months since I studied in Universitas Pendidikan Indonesia (Indonesia University of Education) Bandung, West Java, Indonesia. I have so many new friends who always make me happy every single day.

Let me introduce one of my funniest friends. She is Citra Dewi Saraswati. You can call her Kachiew, but she will be happier if you call her “Kachiew Geulis” (Beautiful Kachiew). She is really tomboy. If you don’t know her, you’ll think she is a boy.

Do you want to know a funny story which involved her?

Okay, let me tell you. One day after Listening Class, I saw Kachiew was so busy with her cell-phone. She replied the message quickly and smiled. Hm, what was happen?

Suddenly, Icha—one of my classmates—said loudly, “Guys, Kachiew will meet a boy!”
“With who?” I asked.
“A boy who study in Faculty of Technique and Profession. He was in the same team with me when Orientation Week,” explained Kachiew.
“Oh my God… really? Cie cie . . .” I said.
“No, no… It’s not like that!” Kachiew rejected.
After that, Kachiew, Icha, Kidung, Yana, Chae, Dian, and I went to the parking lot in front of Faculty of Language and Art (out faculty). “The Boy” whom Kachiew would meet was there. Because my friends and I were so curious about “The Boy”, we had been pretending not to be Kachiew’s friends.
Four minutes later, there was a red motorcycle approached Kachiew.
“The boy is coming!” I said.
“Hm… nothing special about him,” Icha complained.
“Except the motor cycle, I think,” I replied.
After chatted about five minutes, Kachiew approached us with a book on her right hand.
“Guys, look at this,” said Kachiew.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“His English homework.”
“WHAAATTTT???!!!” We yelled together.
“Be quiet, guys! Let’s do this homework,” said Kachiew.
“So… he is…” Yana confused.
“He doesn’t miss you? He just needs your help to do his home work? Oh my God! That hurts, Kachiew! That hurts!!” I complained.
“It’s alright, guys!” Kachiew laughed.

So, after that, sometimes when my friends who are in the other faculties suddenly text me or call me, I always consider that probably they just want me to do their English home work. I don’t want it! Except they promise me that they will treat me Chicken Noodle someday! Hehehe… ~