"Lia?"
"Yes, I am."
"Wow, I didn't expect to see you again!" with so much enthusiasm, Angga responded until the rest of the porridge in his mouth almost gushed out. Immediately, this made Lia burst out laughing.
"What are you doing here?" Lia asked, then decided to sit on the chair opposite Angga.
"Haha, have a breakfast. Not to fixed the tiles," said Angga hilariously, which made Lia laugh.
The girl did not expect an answer from Angga who was so eccentric. That's what makes Lia feel easy to get along with Angga who seems to have a humorous nature.
"Ohhh, I thought that you wanted to help Mr. Mudin sell, hihi. Isn't that right, Sir?"
Mr. Mudin the porridge seller who felt his name being called turned to Lia.
"Don't want it. I just want Miss Lia to help me," he said, which then became successful in inviting the laughter of the visitors, which incidentally were college students who were having breakfast.
"That's you want, bu I don't. Hihi," replied the girl who again invited laughter.
Angga who saw the interaction could only smile but the look in his eyes couldn't cover the confusion that was whacking. Because, he saw that there was a close relationship between Lia and Mr. Mudin, who seemed to have known each other for a long time.
"You know the one selling it? Does that mean you're used to being here? Or maybe he is your father?" Angga asked in succession, after finishing the second portion of chicken porridge. What the funny man said again made Lia chuckle when she unexpectedly received such sequential questions.
"Almost every morning, I come here when I don't have breakfast at home. Especially if there are classes in the morning."
"Ohhhhh, still in college?" asked Angga to make sure.
"Yeah. Sixth semester and that's my campus," answered Lia, pointing to the campus building opposite Mr. Mudin's porridge stall.
"Ohhhh ... what major are you taking, Lia?"
Before he could answer, Mr. Mudin came to bring Lia's porridge.
"Miss Lia, this is the porridge. As usual, the beans and chicken are added, the crackers are separated using their bowl, the tea is very sweet. Please."
The hallmark of Mr. Mudin when delivering orders for Lia is to say these consecutive sentences in just one breath. And this, again made Angga surprised that he made it. He couldn't help but stare, watching every move of the two people getting more and more interesting to watch.
"Do you want more or not, Son?" asked Mr. Mudin who again made Angga aware and returned to the real world.
"Uh, no, Sir. I'm full."
Mr. Mudin nodded, then left their table and returned to his porridge cart. Meanwhile, Angga has turned his attention back to Lia, who is currently eating deliciously the chicken porridge that has been ordered.
"You come here so often, Mr. Mudin even memorized your order, Lia." A chuckle of admiration accompanies Angga's words.
"Hehe, I just said that because I'm used to coming here. Oh yeah, do you know why I asked for a bowl of crackers and it was separated from the porridge?"
Angga who has a fairly high level of curiosity, immediately looked at Lia with a serious look to welcome the answer to the question posed by the girl. But strangely, Angga felt that situations and feelings like that seemed to have been felt many times before.
"I don't know, huh. So, what?" Angga turned to ask because he was getting curious.
"Hihi, firstly because the crackers are really tasty. It's different from other chicken porridge crackers," answered Lia honestly.
"Yeah, really, the crackers are delicious. If there is a first, then what is the second?" The look on Angga's face implies a deep curiosity. Until his eyebrows bump into each other.
"Secondly, why are the crackers separated from the porridge? Yeah… so they don't have to fight." Lia lightly answered, then went back to enjoying the cold chicken porridge.
As if suddenly losing his intelligence, Angga's mind even got stuck for a few seconds when he heard Lia's answer. He felt that the answer from the girl, really made him feel familiar with such jokes.
"Oh my gosh… this is what the name is all about. Wow... this is bad, really crazy! Exactly like Evan, there's exactly no difference. He likes prank with people."
Seeing the reaction of Angga, whose way of speaking changed, had instantly made Lia burst into laughter. Even because she felt ticklish, Lia covered her mouth so that her laughter wouldn't explode too badly.
"Wow... that's crazy, I swear it's so dry! How come Evan 2 is here? Oh my gosh, what sin am I..."
Lia's laughter broke when she heard the babble coming out of Angga's lips. This was followed by another student who seemed to be laughing at the excitement of the two children who had not known each other for a long time.
"Hahaha, hit you!" Lia exclaimed, still laughing out loud. "But, who is Evan?" continued the girl again, after she could control her laughter.
"Yes, he's my friend who has a pollen allergy. His name is Evan, you both like to prank me," said Angga in a slightly annoyed tone.
"Hey, I'm just kidding, Ngga. Don't be angry," said Lia, as she devoured the last spoonful of her chicken porridge. Angga just pursed his lips, then took the rest of the crackers in the bowl.
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Not long after, Lia was seen packing up her belongings to get ready to enter the campus. Apart from having finished breakfast, Amanda—one of her friends from one of her majors reported that she was looking for a Communication Program Planning Lecturer.
"Angga, I'm sorry. I must go now because the lecturer has been looking for." Lia had finished packing her things and getting ready to get out of there.
"Ahhh, that's right. OK, good luck. And, you don't have to pay for the porridge. Just let me, Lia." Angga said so with a smile.
"Uh, no need, Ngga. Let me do it."
"Think of it as a celebration because I met new friends here. But, sorry in advance Lia, can I ask for your phone number or not? So we can still communicate with each other."
Lia laughed again, hearing the clichéd reason given by Angga. Then, the two exchanged cell phone numbers, then Lia left the place to enter the campus.
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At the night ...
Two friends who had been involved in a feud all day seemed to have gotten back together. It was seen that the two of them were sitting together in the living room while preparing the documents needed for the meeting with the client tomorrow.
"I've contacted again and we will meet tomorrow. Appointments start at half-past ten," said Angga, but his eyes were still focused on the laptop screen.
"Hmmm," was only a short mumble that escaped Evan's lips, because the young man was also busy struggling with his cellphone.
"Today, I met Lia. The girl who gave you a handkerchief at that time."
The opening conversation that Angga threw, instantly made Evan put down his cell phone. Then, leaning slightly, he looked at his friend as if he couldn't believe what he just said.
"Ugh, why are you looking like that?!" protested Angga in a bitter tone when he found Evan's 'weird' expression.
"You're very annoying, Ngga."
"Annoying? Why?!" said Angga angrly. The young man's black eyes widened and his words echoed throughout the room.
"Still not aware. It's really bad that you lied to me when you met Lia last night."
"What?! Why did I lie? It's no reason lying to you, Van. How can you accuse me of lying? Wow, that's a hell of a lot!" Angga could not hide his annoyance. At that moment, he chose to turn off the laptop he was using, then closed it.
"Answer it!" snapped Angga again who still felt disapproved of the accusations given to him by Evan.
"Yes of course. When I went for a walk this morning, I met Lia. She said she had never met you at the convenience store. Luckily, the Lia I met was the right person, what if I'm wrong? I can be ashamed until my future!" It was Evan's turn to vent his frustration on Angga.
"Hah?! Eh... don't be silly! I met Lia this morning in front of her campus at breakfast with chicken porridge. Talking in your sleep you, Van!" Don't want to lose.
"Who's kidding?! You, Ngga. I met Lia and she had the handkerchief. She also lives in this area and has a flower garden. She was also the one who delivered flowers to some of the florists who were there." Stubborn, Evan still insisted that he was right.
"I swear to the Gods in heaven, I met Lia at the mini-market with her brother. I remember his face when she accompanied you to sneeze. Where am I wrong? The one you have, Van!" Angga was angry, his face was red like the boiled crab that was ready to be eaten.
Hearing that explanation, Evan was silent for a moment and re-regulated his breath that had been hunting for a while. He thought about his friend's words.
"Huffftttt... be patient, Angga. If this is the way, it's not just you who have hypertension facing me, Van. But, so I am." While rubbing his chest, Angga began to be able to lower his voice which had exploded erratically. His face has returned to normal.
"Van, I was looking for chicken porridge for breakfast. Then, I meet Lia in front of her campus. We talked for quite a while. Turns out, she's still in college and she's in sixth semester now." Angga returned to convey the information more calmly.
"But, I also met Lia at the place where I was sneezing at that time, Angga." Evan responded in a much calmer tone.
"Did you ask for her cell phone number?"
Evan nodded, while Angga grabbed his cellphone and showed it to Evan.
"This is Lia. The girl who accompanied you when I was staying at the pharmacy. Now, where do I see the girl you met earlier. Isn't it the same?"
Evan grabbed his cellphone, then looked for the contact of the girl named Lia. Evan's brows furrowed as he tried to match the photos on his cellphone and Angga's cellphone.
"Not the same, Ngga."
"Well! Did I say, where to see? Surely, Lia is beautiful." Without the permission of the owner of the cellphone, Angga immediately took the object from Evan's hand to see firsthand the appearance of the girl.
"Oh shit! Yes, it's different. This person's photo is just flowers!"
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