
The next morning, Satya's car is parked in the courtyard of the school building where Hilya teaches.
Satya undoes her intention to get out of the car, when a black mini bus stops, and parking next to her luxury car.
A man in a green shirt got out of the car.
It was Ustadz Imran. He looked in the mirror of his car window, tidying up his slightly messy hair.
Ustadz Imran was standing next to his car. Suddenly Satya opened the car door, and threw the door hard to hit the body of Ustadz Imran.
"Astaghfiullah!"
Ustadz Imran was shocked.
"Sorry! I didn't mean it!" said Satya pretended not to do it intentionally.
"Mmm, it's okay!" suhut Ustadz Imran with a smile.
"O, yes. Introduce it! I'm Satya. Donors are finishing the construction of a new building in this school!" satya said by sticking out her hand to shake.
"Yes." Yeah."
Ustadz Imran immediately shook Satya's hand with a nod.
"I'm Imran. Educational consultant at this school."
"Ooh! Educational consultant?"
"Yes. Once a month, every Saturday and week, I provide training for the HR development of the teachers in this school" explained Ustadz Imran.
"I'll excuse you, yeah! because it looks like the show is about to start!"
"Hmmm! Snob! Smartass! I can also provide training!" satya muttered as the man walked away leaving her.
"Just have an ugly car like this, want to compete with me?" maki Satya is upset by kicking the tires of Ustadz Imran's car.
Not long after Ustadz Ja'far came to Satya who was still standing between his car and Ustadz Imran's car
"Satya sir! By Allah! Thank you for taking the time to come here!"
Satya smiled, shook hands with Ustadz Ja'far, then walked to the construction site of the school's new building.
"Ustadz, what's in the building?" satya asked when she saw the building next to the mosque looked crowded.
"Ooh, look, sir. The education program here, is full day school, so faithful Saturday students are off. And on weekends like this, I usually focus on evaluating, and developing the HR of the teachers with training," explained Ustadz Ja'far.
Satya began to nod at Ustadz Ja'far's explanation.
"Ustad! Can I meet Ustadzah Hilya! It just so happened that my mother left her things, and left me a message that I had to convey directly to Ustadzah Hilya!" said Satya.
"O, yes! Sure do. The current Ustadzah Hilya must have been inside the hall. Let me take you there!" ustadz Ja'far.
"mmm... The stuff is still in the car, I'll take it first Ustadz!" satya said as she left Ustadz Ja'far for her car.
Not long after that Satya again approached Ustadz Ja'far who was standing in front of the school hall.
Ustadz Ja'far seemed to pay attention to the training that was followed by the teachers at his educational institution. He stood before the wide open door of the hall.
"Satya sir!"
Ustadz Ja'far greeted Satya who was already standing next to him.
"Ustadzah Hilya is very smart, and smart!" praise Ustadz Ja'far, pointing to Hilya arguing in front of her friends after getting training materials.
Satya smiled, while also watching Hilya who was so active in front of the forum.
There is a sense of awe in Satya's heart when he sees Hilya so smart when expressing ideas in front of his friends.
His smile also expanded, his eyes did not turn to pay attention to the woman whose pregnancy had looked enlarged.
But then his smile disappeared, when Ustadz Imran approached Hilya's seat.
I don't know what they are talking about, but from a distance Satya sees Ustadz Imran is showing something on his laptop to Hilya. It was seen after that the two of them had a close conversation, and then gave each other a smile.
Seeing all that Satya's hands spontaneously clenched. The man looked furious, his blood suddenly boiled, and his mind became uneasy.
"O, yeah. Satya Sir! How about we wait for Ustadzah Hilya in the office only. Later I will ask this training committee, to call Ustadzah Hilya to the office!" advice Ustadz Ja'far.
"Mmm, yes."
Satya nodded as she turned to Ustadz Ja'far, and then followed Ustadz Ja'far, leaving behind a scene that had provoked her emotions.
Dree!
On the way to Ustadz Ja'far's office, the phone in Satya's pocket shook. Satya hurriedly lifted him up.
"Yes, yes, I'll be there soon!" satya said as she answered the phone.
After putting his phone back in his pocket, Satya began to say goodbye to Ustadz Ja'far.
"Ooh... Aye, yes. There's still tomorrow. This activity lasted two days."
"Good, Ustadz. If the afternoon of my business is not finished, tomorrow I will come here again," Satya said as he left some goodie bag gifts for Hilya to Ustadz Ja'far.
After saying goodbye to Ustadz Ja'far Satya hurried away. And he quickly drove his car out of the school gate.
It turns out that today Satya has a meeting with a client at a golf course.
Once paddled, two islands were surpassed. So the term meeting Satya this weekend. While exercising, Satya does business chats. Eating together, joking with laughter, until finally it comes to talking about work, and company profits.
It has been five hours Satya toyed with his client in the golf course area that looks beautiful.
Now the meeting is over. The time on Satya's watch is already showing at sixteen, or four in the afternoon.
Satya rushes her car back to the school where Hilya works.
Almost an hour's drive. Satya's feeling was so anxious, she was worried in case she couldn't meet Hilya because it was already very late afternoon.
At exactly seventeen Satya was in the parking lot of the school.
Lucky new show is over. Satya saw the teachers of the educational foundation owned by Ustadz Ja'far began to scatter out of the school hall.
When he was about to get out of the car, Satya was seen frowning.
His eyes were on Hilya and Ustadz Imran who were walking together.
There was a smile on Hilya's lips while talking to Ustadz Imran.
I don't know what they're talking about. But the sight seemed to make Satya riled.
Satya occasionally flailed her clenched hands onto the steering wheel of her car, when she saw the familiarity of Hilya and Ustadz Imran.
Then Satya opened the car door, and closed it very hard.
Braaak!!!
The sound of the car door so loud, of course, made Hilya and Ustadz Imran who stood a few meters in front of the car to be shocked.
Hilya immediately turned to the direction of the voice that had shocked her, and saw Satya standing watching her.
Hilya said goodbye to Ustadz Imran.
"Ustad! I want to go to the dorm first, because soon Adzan Magrib! Thanks for the knowledge! Assalamualaikum!" pamit Hilya while walking quickly left the man.
Satya who saw Hilya as if she wanted to dodge him, immediately stepped behind Hilya.
And, Satya looked annoyed as Ustadz Imran smiled kindly at her as she passed by.
Satya hurriedly continued her steps. He ran small to get to Hilya soon.
"Hilya! Hilya!" exclaimed Satya with a quick step towards Hilya who was close to him.
Hilya turned her head, and then further accelerated her footsteps, entering into the gate of the foundation's daughter's dormitory belonging to Ustadz Ja'far.
"Damn!"
Satya begins to curse when Hilya suddenly enters the dormitory without caring about it.
The dreeet!!
Amidst his annoyance with Hilya's attitude, suddenly the phone in his suit pocket shook.
"Where are you? Hurry home! Now!"
There was the voice of Diana's mother as Satya picked up her vibrating phone.
"Yes, Ma!" sahut Satya hung up.
The handsome man let out a long sigh, and then turned around leaving the dormitory door that was already tightly closed.
Finally, disappointed and upset, Satya stepped up to elevate the place. He went straight to his car, and then drove it fast, until he reached the courtyard of his parents' mansion.
Seen on the doorstep of the house, Mother Diana was already waiting for her arrival.
"Why outside, Ma?" ask Satya curiously.
"Satyas! Clarissa's in the hospital! He was found unconscious in his room! Clarissa didn't eat for three days until she was weak" Diana's mother told him, stopping Satya's move into the house. "Now too. You're coming to the hospital with mom!"
"Hmmm!"
Satya let out a hard breath.
"I'm tired ma! I want a break! Sorry I can't take you!" sahut Satya while entering the house, passing his mother who seemed annoyed with his attitude.
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