IF YOU ARE A FOOL

Eagle~2 Stares

After accompanying Siska to eat I prepared to go to college.

I had to leave Siska at the boarding school. But I left Siska at the Ummi.

"you went to college by yourself Kayra? " ask ustadz Billal. The one who made me feel so lazy to enter the main residence. But how else, it's his house.

"iya ustad" I replied briefly and wanted to step away immediately.

"want to be with me? " the offer sentence immediately stopped my steps.

"no ustad, thank you" very consciously I rejected the offer.

"no need to be confused. I have a business in the Depag office today, it could be until the afternoon" did not also give up apparently Ustad Billal.

"he. ekhh.... "

"let me ask for the same permission ummi"

"this is true intention! offer or imposition anyway! " my grouse in my heart.

I was still still fixated, my feet felt stiff lips felt sore.

"let's go" ustad Billal has returned with ummi followed.

"just the same old Billal Kayra, rather than being lonely in my own car" Ummi patted me on the shoulder.

Want to not want this lip to be on its back, do not know what the meaning of the smile. It is hard to accept but not to refuse.

It's free to avoid eating one morning if in the end it's just one car. (Maaaaaaa tooo)

"ustad, I'm asking permission to sit on the back bench"

"no, I'm not your driver"

"it is very difficult to avoid this one oustad" I grumbled in my heart while closing the door in a loud voice.

"you why? " ask ustad Billal, perhaps realizing I closed the door with a slight slam.

"eh, no oustad" I dodged

The car left the pesantren. Dag dig dug's heart is not careless. Just this time sitting in the latest output Toyota sports car does not feel very good. Not a bad car, but his feelings.

Along the way I just kept quiet, cursing in the heart of the ustad whose hobby was meant. And I don't know why I'm so helpless. It was eager for this mouth to rumble out arguments about the prohibition of acts that approached adultery.

Repeatedly I thought "me, or he whose attitude is inappropriate? "

"Kayra" someone on the bench then called my name.

"yes" I replied.

"what did you think about just being quiet? Don't be afraid, I'm not as scared as you think"

deg

checkmate. To avoid lips not moving.

"sorry ustad" only that word is able to come out.

"for what? "

The car suddenly pulled over, as I stared at Ustad Billal.

"what is ustad? " ask me.

Again I had to get a skinning look.

"you have a boyfriend? "

"no ustad, I never dated" spontaneously I replied. But, why would Ustad Billal ask about my personal business? it's getting more scary this shit.

Just for that question and the car drove back.

Now it has entered the campus area. I asked to be dropped off in front of the entrance gate only. But again got a rejection from Ustad Billal.

I can what?

I can what?

I can what?

in addition to holding back feelings of annoyance.

When can I be free from all the entanglements of this world?

The car stopped in front of the Faculty of Economics building.

"let me know when I finish college. This is my number" said Ustad Billal before I got off, while giving a small paper tear.

"o Allah, I have to gather the courage of sorts especially to face the old Billal? Why should there be morning and again? " Talk to me in my heart just after getting out of the car, before stepping back on my feet.

Entering the campus area of the mind should be clean. Acceleration test in front of the eyes. While Mr. Nicholas still offers a position as an ashdos. Urge, to replace him during the marriage holidays. Think of it again as a windfall.

First student, second has passed. There are 30 minutes before the third class. I use it for lunch. While waiting for the food order to arrive, I called Siska.

"assalamu'alaikum, why Kay" Siska's voice was a little hoarse, probably just waking up.

"waalaikumsalam hall. I'll call you greet first" I protested.

"how are you feeling better? "

"alhamdulillah. It was also waiting for the same ummi, while interrogating" Siska said full of question marks.

"meaning? "

"interrogation.Task all sorts of things about you"

"meaning? "

"yes, I don't know, I want to be a daughter-in-law maybe"

"meaning? "

"that is, it means continue. Start lola if invited to talk this way" Siska looks furious.

"you don't have to make me full all of a sudden"

On the sidelines of the phone there is an incoming message, Ustad Billal.

dreett

"has rest yet, would I like to pick up lunch? I can not call in, you again phone like" ~ Delivery 0812345xxxx

"uhhhhkk.. uuhhuuukk.. uuhhhuukk" I immediately choked on saliva reading a message from the Ustad Billal.

"Kay, you're why. More food, choking? "

"awh. I'm in this cafeteria again"

"yeah, eat there first. Eating on the phone is not good"

A moment later our phone connection was cut off.

Forgetting what was said by Siska, but still looming in the head of the contents of the message from Ustad Billal. Made me devour the rice that was already in front of me with a Gradual. The important thing is to be full first, others think back.

ttrriinngg

"i won't have lunch before you answer my offer" ~sender 0812345xxxx

"iwh, since when to wait for an answer from the offer. There is always coercion. Fuck up! " i nagged to myself, then came my boy classmate who was also eating there.

"excuse me, may I accompany you here. Rather than you talking to yourself" the last sentence pitched mockingly.

Apes is right, just one day without Siska.

I just grunt and smile. Stare at it briefly then continue eating me.

Because I never gave any man a chance to be close to me. Physically close, also close to the heart. Except, those two super shitty guys. Who managed to break into my defense many times.

"if you want to sit down, just sit down. No need to mock" said someone from behind my seat.

"my message was not answered, apparently already eaten" has not had time to say anything has been attacked again with new sentences.

"just continue eating, it's not good to eat while talking. I'll order food"

"astagfirullah, Ustad this one is really yes" I thought at a glance. Then go back to finishing the food.

Whatever the person wants, this is a public place, free.

I deliberately did not reply to incoming messages. Ewh, even the one who suddenly entered. No wonder anyway, today gini take location on HP can make anyone track location.

"aha, I have an idea. Maybe now is the time for Mr. Nicholas to return the favor to me, hihihi" I thought to myself.

I sent a message to Mr. Nicholas. Asking him to be the superhero who saved me from the eagle's eye.

I hope he doesn't have class at the moment.

A few moments waiting. My meal is over now. It's just still sipping avocado juice.

As usual, Ustad Billal sat at my desk without asking for my opinion.

"excuse me" he said. Greeted by a nod by my friend.

Waiting for a response message, he came too.

tteriinnggs

"wah, sorry Kayra. I have a meeting with another lecturer" ~P'Nicho

How else, just accept fate. Sit sweet until Ustad Billal finishes eating. At least he was staring at the plate while eating, not at me.

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