A Match For Handsome Teacher
chapter 1
The afternoon is so bright, featuring a clean blue sky and the sun that is partly covered by clouds makes the air warmer after yesterday rainwater fell wetting some of the earth's front points. The joking sounds of laughter and chatter from many schoolgirls were heard in some areas of the school at this break, no different from that, either, in one of the rooms there were several teachers who were chatting interspersed with laughter between his lunch.
"Pak Hizaz, get a letter from his fans class XII Ips" said Bu Nita, an Indonesian teacher, while handing over a small envelope of pink heart-pictured color.
Cie, ciiiiieee, old handsome teacher
The cheers of the God creatures in the room made Hizaz's face instantly red with shame.
At 2 pm, the students have rushed home, there are some who are still in school for extracurricular activities. Hizaz out of the school area by riding his sport bike to ndalem/home kyai which is still in the school area and boarding school where he used to study.
"Assalamu'alaikum abah, ummi" Hizaz said after seeing abah kyai and umi nyai sitting on the terrace, and did not forget he greeted abah and umi with reverence.
"wa'alaikumsallam nang, let's go in" said ummi to let Hizaz in
"enggih ummi," Hizaz walked behind abah and ummi.
"Nang, have you received an invitation from Farhan yet.? Your classmate first, next week he's married," said he started a chat.
"Not yet bah, maybe the law has not arrived. Who would she marry, who is she college friend or who.?" ask Hizaz curiously.
"Sama ndok Citra, the son of your same generation who used to fight with Farhan, hihihi" replied Ummi who came from the kitchen while carrying a tray of iced tea and cakes, Ummi was seen smiling amusedly considering Citra and Farhan was a classmate of Hizaz who often quarreled but unexpectedly even mate.
"Ohhh,, Citra, yes I remember,, it turns out it is true said people, if the fight continues for a long time can be like, hahaha" Hizaz laughed politely in response to it.
Kan in front of kyai and nyai, there is no way dong want to laugh ngakak.
"Trus, when did you get married.?" Ask Abah later.
It felt like he wanted to dislodge the heart of Hizaz at that time, because the short question contained millions of meanings.
"Later to meet the mate bah" Hizaz smiled bitterly to answer the question.
"You haven't met your future mate yet.?" Abah was a little surprised because he thought that a man as handsome and as smart as Hizaz would already have a lover, let alone many women who have a crush on him.
"emmm, not yet bah, maybe not yet the time and I have not met a suitable one" replied Hizaz clumsy.
"What do you want, are there many women who have a crush on you, none of them fit your criteria.?"ask me to make sure.
"I'm just afraid if I choose the wrong bah, I don't want if the one I choose will even bring me in obedience, because not everyone who looks good originally is also good" clearly Hizaz at length without forgetting his politeness in speaking words.
"So you want how, what would you like to find a soul mate how.?" Ask Abah to the point.
"If Abah pleases, I'd like to get him, because I'm sure you're a good woman's choice." Hizaz smiled saying that phrase.
"Assalamu'alaikum," said two people who were entering the house
"Waalaikumsallam," replied Abah, Ummi, and Hizaz together while turning to the origin of the voice.
"Dad, Mother," shocked Hizaz because the coming turned out to be his parents. After shaking hands with each other, both Hizaz parents are welcome to sit down and drink.
"Mas Fatir same Sister Haliza deliberately came here or stopped by this.?" ask the two people who are the same age.
"Almost this is Kang, it's out of the house of a friend of the trus through here, so all of you here who knows Hizaz is also here, uh really here his son, hehehe" replied Fatir his father Hizaz who was none other than a friend of Kyai/Abah Rahman when the nyantri in East Java first.
