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Syafeera's Answer

Motor sport was stopped in the parking lot, many eyes were looking, this morning in a splash with the invitation Syafeera wedding with their lecturer, and now with the arrival of a motor sport that looks foreign.

"new student??"

"don't know either.. old student new bike time..."

"who sich, make me curious"

Aydan unlocked his helmet, and sure enough it made the residents of the campus, especially the students gawk at his making, and that makes them more gawky, and that makes them more gawky, again when Aydan opened the helmet of a woman who had also just come down, who else if the Woman was not Syafeera.

Aydan opened the helmet that protects the head Syafeera, not only partially protective, wearing a helmet is also an orderly procedure in driving using a motorbike, earlier as a devout Indonesian citizen, must wear a helmet.🤭

Not just there, though,.Aydan tidied up Syafeera's slightly messy hijab because of the helmet she was wearing.

"Mas is afraid..."

"mas delivery to class.ok..." Say it while holding Syafeera's hand.

Not only the expression gawking, there are also those who make expressions crying, wiping tears, but lying, because there are no tears that drip.

"So the invitation was real, wasn't it a hoax??"

"see dech my beloved lecturer..why is it even the same Syafeera sich...huaa??"

"there was also Mr. Wahid who invited guys, so it is clear this is not a hoax" said one of the students who replayed his invitation.

"sir Aydan looks cute on the outside, smeared on the inside ya..."

"Lo guess in wafer bang bang..."

There is a man who can only be silent, harboring pain, his heart was broken as broken as it was this morning with the arrival of the online invitation, and now with the affection of the two lovebirds.

Comments good to Bad do not ask.but it seems Aydan said, do not care, do not reply, just read and reply chat from Aydan and family.

Aydan escorted Syafeera to the front of the class.obviously many eyes were looking.the whispers were not clear as wasps were alternating.

"finish the clock straight to the mas room" Syafeera nodded,.Aydan left Syafeera.

His arrival was welcomed by his CS..

"Syafeera..".yelling them compactly then hugging her.

"sening dech..." Hanum

"Yes that's really Aydan sir...si lecturer killer plus cold it??" ask Heni

"She.. It's not a dream, is it...??" tanya Risa and Syafeera could only answer all the questions of her friends with a smile and nod

Syafeera sat down where she used to sit, trying to casually respond to the scorn that sometimes slightly hardened the volume for Syafeera to hear.

Brake...!!! Suddenly the sound of Syafeera's desk in the buzz

"sister Tiara what the fuck is sich??" ask Hanum

"eeh. face of the wall,.Lo it's not all this time can get a high IP because it mepetin pak Aydan yes...??" accuse her of Tampa of sin, and it is true that the accusation made the other friends whisper to each other

"*wich.. Don't you really say Mr Tiara??"

"secretly, expensive selling snobs. it turns out in the same sale of his lecturer*"

Syafeera threw her breath rough, trying to calm down, even though her sense of emotion had gone up to the crown

"just in case Tiara says.remember that slander is more cruel than murder" Syafeera replied as she stood up and now looked towards Tiara.

Syafeera clenched her hands, eager for her to rub into those lips.

"you used to deketin Adrian, to be able to get into the members of BEM, I gave up yes. and Now you secretly.ckckckck"

"severe Lo Sya." comments one of his classmates.

"Thou...Ra's...Han.." said Tiara by looking at Syafeera cynically, and the words in it really made her unable to hold back her emotions.

Prak....!!!

One slap landed on Tiara's cheek, making Tiara grimace, Tiara wanted to return the slap, but Syafeera quickly caught the hand.

"CHEAP....?? Take care of what you say, brother Tiara, all this time I was silent, does not mean I can not fight.." while throwing Tiara's hand.

"First, I never approached Adrian... Have I ever come to her??? anyone ever see me both with brother Adrian for personal business...??" ask Syafeera to everyone in the room

"sister Tiara forgot, brother who was chasing after brother Adrian, but in REPULSE...!!! Forgot what happened in the cafeteria??" ask Syafeera remembering

"On BEM.... Forgot if you all supported me?? even Mr Wahid recommended me!! you guys forgot??"

"You forgot I entered this chocolate alma mater because of outstanding students?? FORGOT...???"

"And the scholarship that Sya got with his own efforts, not even familiar with Mr. Aydan...!!!"

"Sister Tiara needs a direct test.. Come on, let's test, where has SKS been Sich sak Tiara..?? or maybe Far behind with Sya??" one question for a Tiara

"And. Brother Tiara forgot, a few days ago, who came to Pak Aydan's room, then gave him Hampres...?? need to call it what??" Tiara was cornered again

"Please take a good look, Aydan and I were LEGITIMATE in Law and Religion 7 months ago....if anyone asks why is it hidden...??? it's not hidden, but we haven't had a reception yet..."

"Why is it now...??? yes this is the answer, you are so quick to draw conclusions without asking, the contents of ot*ak you all whisper Syai*tan..."

"this is the wedding reception invitation, open the demo that we have to announce using Toa in front of the pulpit, or the news of death that we have to announce at the Mosque..."

"The Secret is Your Deception, General Marriage... Ever heard of that??? "

Syafeera's emotions as if she wanted to spill, in the Cheap stamp, so sick, how cheap she was, while she gave herself to the husband, her hand holding her there was the husband's hand, the husband's hand, The hand that embraces her is the hand of the husband, the body that embraces her is the body of the Husband.

Everyone in the room was silent..

"why silence...??? want a performance test?? in what field?? study a course?? the exkul..??" syafeera asked with a cynical tone and her smile expanded, not a disdainful intention, but it seems like this time she should be the old Syafeera, Arogan!!

"when...?? now...??? come sya jabanin, if you think the relationship with Aydan sir is because of a value.for a degree of achievement"

" ask Mr. Aydan.. Have I ever given him a Gift???" syafeera and it makes some students who once gave Hampres to the husband elbow each other, or stepped on the feet of his friends.

The room is now filled with other students, even from other classes there.the lecturers were there, even Mr. Wahid and his husband there.

Syafeera is at first confused as to what to do, afraid and ashamed, but she has much prayer and support, though perhaps hating her more.but one thing is good, right, one thing, what to fear.

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