I Pursue Your Love, Rector

Fussy

Rania pov's

I had guessed from earlier, Mr. Rama wanted me to go home not because of the intention of his own heart. But he did it because his mother wanted me to go home. I still hope that Mr. Rama says he wants me to come home from himself, not from anyone else.

If he says he wants me to go home. Then I will be happy to come with Mr. Rama home. But, what can I expect right now. I was too hopeful, in the end just swallowed the disappointment.

But, yes, no one should be disappointed at the moment. I should have known who Mr. Rama was. There's no hope for me to catch up to the rector's love.

I let Mr. Rama out of my car without a word. He seemed very upset when he couldn't bring me home with him. I ignored what Mr. Rama felt. Because I also have a sense of annoyance that I keep all this time.

I also went home, regardless of Mr. Rama again.

....

Three weeks of that incident have passed. That means, I've been a month away from Mr. Rama's house. During those three weeks as well, I always felt like someone was following me. However, I don't want to think about it. My mother-in-law always asked how I was doing this saar, my mother and I always communicated as usual, even if only by air. I said to Mama, I can't go home yet, because I want to make my heart happy first.

Mama turned out to be a very understanding person, she never forced me to follow what she wanted. He could only ask me every day when I would go home. I always answered, patient and patient.

Today, I went to college as usual. Nothing is different from a day. But lately, I often feel tired and always nauseous, often not even the appetite to eat.

When I passed the campus cafeteria, I accidentally smelled the aroma of fried onions which made my stomach feel like removing everything. I quickly ran away from the place and entered the toilet.

I don't care who looks weird at me. All I know is, I want to do what my body wants.

"Nia, you why the hell, lately, you look often nauseous and a little pale" said one of the friends who was in the same toilet with me.

"You are sure not papa, do not you just check your condition. I'm afraid you're not catching a cold anymore" said one of the other friends.

"Yes Nia, the time of colds almost every day anyway."

I'm silent, they have a point. I have never checked my condition at this time. I'm not the first time I've had this type of nausea on campus.

I think they're guessing things that aren't for me. They were whispering and looking at each other.

I just kept quiet and walked out of the toilet. Leaving those who are busy gossiping about me might be.

When I came out, Bayu and Safat came to me quickly. They look very anxious at the moment.

"Nia, are you okay now?" said Bayu suddenly asked my condition.

"I'm fine, what's wrong?"

"Well, Nia, Nia. Didn't you hear, the whole campus is busy talking about you who often ketoilet," Safat said.

"Lho, why the hell if I often ketoilet. Didn't the toilet ever forbid me from entering it" I said in reply.

"That's not the case, Nia, geez, don't you know these rumors about you being circulated."

"Nia, the whole campus is talking about you getting pregnant. They say you're not married, but you can get pregnant."