VW I wasn't born to hate you (Hiatus)

Part 1

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Wulan's POV

Dream. A word made everyone daydreaming and smiled with no reason. Some people made sure that their dream would come true. Same with me.. I had a dream visiting other countries and studying there. Now, I got one. I was so surprised and being excited knowing that I finally got this.

Russia was not my dream at first. But I thankfully to God that I was able to continue my study here.

I had got a scholarship but I did not choose the university yet. I should take the test first.

I was at the Krasnodar International airport now. Many people walking around me. I decided to take a sit and opened my phone. I saw some messages from them. My friends from Indonesia instructed me to take trolleybus, transportation from Russia to take me to Kuban. I found it. I was very excited to reach the trolleybus. I was running happily until...

Bruk

I hit someone and I was on top his body now. I felt shock.

Why am I so clumsy? So stupid.

"Ups... I'm sorry." I tried to lift my body as our eyes met.

Oh my god. He is really handsome.

I could not take off my eyes from him. His brown eyes and his brown hair.

"Sorry, can you...?" His eyes saw my body asked me to stand up.

"Umm... yes." I stood up as quick as I could. I was happy that this guy can speak English. As I knew that Russian rarely used English. I saw that the trolleybus had gone.

"My trolleybus oh my god." I was very frustrated.

"It'll be at 10 a.m if you want to wait." He gave the information.

"Oh... thank you. Umm... sorry for hitting you. I'm in hurry at the time..." I tried to explain. He knew and cut it.

"Okay. I understand. I should have to go. My friend is waiting for me." He said with cool tone. His phone were rang. He answered the call as he went away.

He looked so gorgeous with white shirt, black watch in his left hand and backpack bag. It was fitted with his white-reddish skin.

Oh my god. It is a dream to see him. I am really in Russia.

Thinking about that I could not help but smile. I called my friends or it would be right if it was called mid-year students. The students from Indonesia who above her age and level. In Indonesia they would be called "Kakak or Kak" for respecting someone who was older or had more level. I push the number and called them to give the information that I missed the bus and should wait another bus.

I saw my phone to know what time it was. Five minutes to ten. I prepared myself and my stuff to check if the trolleybus had come. Happy radiated from my face. I quickly walked and entered the trolleybus.

I took a sit, enjoying the view and could not help but thinking of the guy.

Oh god. What's happened to me?

I informed my friends that I was in the trolleybus. It took 15 minutes to arrive there.

My friends were waiting for me. I saw them looked so confused then happy seeing me go down from the transportation. Finally she came up. They were happy and invited me to their lodge or in Russian, it is known as podavat'. I would stay there for several days.