Hello, Lecturer Sir!

Chapter 31 | Request

...'There will be rainbows after the rain, there will be happiness after a long cry.'...

...—Robin Wijay—...

Bianca rested on the prayer mat with her hands raised, the thread of prayer extended to the powerful. Her tears rolled back over her cheeks and the face she was wearing, the hope of her recovery sliding free from her lips. What Bianca wanted right now was just that, seeing the Goddess's warm smile. For three days, his mother closed her eyes.

Rain poured down on Surabaya this afternoon, the scent of petrichor piercing Indra's kiss once he stepped out of the mushala. Desau the wind blending with the rain, Bianca tightened Arsen's jacket that she was wearing when she felt the cold sweeping her skin.

Bianca stared at the dark sky, her right palm stretched out to let her get wet from the rain. He remembered a quote he had read on Instagram some time ago. 'There will be rainbows after the rain, there will be happiness after a long cry.' For this time Bianca tried to believe the quote, hopefully after this the condition of her mother improved.

drrtt .. drrtt ... drrt....

Bianca frowned looking at the caller ID on her phone, why did Arsen call her? His feelings suddenly not good, is there anything to happen with his mother? He did take turns keeping Dewi with Arsen and Bu Dya in the hospital. Yes, the lecturer was still accompanying him in Surabaya. The man had taken care of his absence on campus, therefore Bianca was not worried about his absence.

"Hello, Sen," said Bianca as she shifted the green icon.

"Bi, Iu—"

"Mother why, Sen?" sela Bianca was impatient as she made her way to the ICU.

"Your mother is awake" replied Arsen, he could feel that the man was smiling right now. Bianca could not hide her surprise and was relieved to hear Arsen's words. He was so happy that God heard his prayer. God still allowed himself to see the mother's warm smile.

Bianca hugged Arsen as soon as she got in front of the ICU room channeling her innumerable sense of happiness, Arsen pegged with the woman's sudden movements. Bianca who was aware of the action of her reflexes now immediately released a hug, she scratched her nape that was not itchy. Stupid, it's Bianca in the heart.

Silent.

"Mother, how?" bianca asked after being silent for quite a while.

Arsen smiled. "It's still a specialist inside."

Bianca mangosteen, the snotty feeling she had felt for the past three days had slightly disappeared, replaced by a feeling of relief. He looked around, his forehead wrinkled deep. "Mom Dya, where?" ask Bianca again.

"So come home for a little while, come back here again" said Arsen.

Suddenly Arsen recalled that when her mother called her a few minutes ago, the middle-aged woman greeted Bianca and asked Arsen to look after her. Even Karin almost forced to come to Surabaya so worried that Arsen did not forbid it hard. He remembers a conversation with his mother on the phone.

"Arsen, where are you now?" ask Karin across the street.

"I know for sure Mama already knew that I was in Surabaya, Mr. Grace reported to Mama, right?" reply Arsen.

Karin took a long breath. "Yes, Mr. Grace reports to Mama. Why did you go to Surabaya? You took Bianca there? Wanna elope? Geez Arsen, if you want to get married fast, say to Mama. Mama will ready everything, ka—"

Arsen's brows were cluttered in confusion, he hurriedly interjected. "Wait, Ma. Mama misunderstood. Arsen did not elope."

"Why did you take Bianca there?" ask Karin.

Arsen massaged the base of his nose, his head suddenly dizzy. Definitely the driver of his family - Pak Rahmat - did not tell if he and Bianca went to the hospital in Surabaya. "Bianca's art shows off her critical mother, Ma."

Karin just remembered, Bianca is from Surabaya. He forgot that Bianca was from that town. "Lho, how is the condition of Mama Bianca now? Still critical? Mama's flying to Surabaya now, huh?" asked Karin, Arsen could hear her mother's voice filled with worry.

"This is just a kiss, Ma. Mama does not need to come here, her condition has begun to improve," explained Arsen forbid Mama to come to Surabaya.

Karin took a deep breath across. He recalled some time ago when Bianca worked at Queen Bakery, he remembered the look of the woman's sad face when telling about her health condition. "OK Mama is not there, but Mama sends greetings to Bianca. And you keep Bianca there, Arsen."

Arsen blinked, waking up from his daydream. He looked at Bianca who was walking pacing in front of him, because the doctor who handles the Goddess had not come out. "Bi, sit. I'm dizzy to see you pacing around like that" Arsen ordered.

According to Bianca, she sat in the waiting chair next to Arsen. Even though he was relieved, he still felt a little uneasy.

"You got greetings from Mama" said Arsen.

Bianca looked at the man beside her. "Mama? Miss Karin?" Arsen nodded in response.

"Greetings to Ms. Karin if that is so," Bianca replied while displaying a sincere smile.

ICU room door opens, Bianca and Arsen are out of their seats. As the two approached the specialist who came out of the room, Bianca squeezed her fingers nervously and worriedly into one. "Where's my mother's condition?" bianca asked with a single breath.

The middle-aged man smiled. "Your mother's condition is improving and can already be moved to the treatment room."

Bianca breathed a sigh of relief, she was unceasingly grateful in her heart. "Thank you, doc," said Bianca.

***

Bianca and Arsen entered the Dewi's treatment room, the middle-aged woman lying in a gurney. But this time with open eyes and a warm smile, without the ba-bi-bu Bianca hugging the Mother.

"Thank you, ma'am," said Bianca as she took off her arms, "thank you for holding out for Bianca."

The goddess smiled, her fingers gently combing her son's mane. "If I give up, who takes care of you, Bi. I'm sorry to worry you," she replied in a hoarse voice.

Arsen looked at the two women of different generations with a clear happy look, and he was also relieved to see the look of Bianca's eyes that were not empty and confused like the last three days.

Realizing that she was being stared at, Dewi turned her attention towards the man next to Bianca. His frown was staring in confusion. "Who are you?" tanyakanya.

Arsen smiled and began to introduce himself. "I'm Arsen, pa—"

Bianca quickly cuts off Arsen before the man says a no-no. "Ah yes, Bianca forgot. You know, ma'am, this is Mr. Arsen, Bianca's lecturer at the college."

"Lecturer?" asked the Goddess, she looked suspiciously at Bianca. If only limited to lecturers and students, why did the man come to visit him to Surabaya. There must be something between his son and Arsen. "Nak Arsen, thank you for joining us and taking Bianca to Surabaya." Arsen smiled and nodded.

It didn't take long, Arsen was already very familiar with the Goddess. Bianca looked at the two with a look of disbelief, her lecturer was able to get along with her mother immediately. Though Bianca knows her mother is quite overprotective, what else when it comes to the men around her.

Arsen moved from his seat remembering that Bianca had not eaten anything this afternoon, but when she was about to step out Bianca held her wrist.

"Where are you going?" ask Bianca.

"You're going to eat for us, you haven't eaten in the afternoon" Arsen said.

Bianca pulled Arsen back to sit down. He would not let the fierce one go to the hospital canteen, these last three days he had been quite troublesome for Arsen. "Let me go to the hospital canteen, Mr. here."

"But—"

"Nak Arsen here, let Bianca buy," interrupted Dewi. If this was the case, Arsen could not refuse. He stared at Bianca's departure, until she was lost behind the door.

"Sir Arsen" called the Goddess, the woman clasped Arsen's hand. "Mom wants to talk to you."

"What's up, Mom?" asked Arsen with brows linked.

"Can I ask you one request?" ask the Goddess while staring expectantly at the man sitting on the chair beside her safe.