Jrat Love Pak Dosen

Chapter 5

This morning Shaka was bothered by the wishes of the child who wanted to come to work. Never his son asked to come to work with him, all this time the child was enough to play with the nanny. Surprisingly, the three-year-old boy since last night always stuck to him.

"Dad can't keep an eye on you there later, Azka. Dad does not want to mess around," said Arshaka suppress his emotions.

The three-year-old boy did not know and did not want to know, he just wanted to be with his father without rejection. Azka kept forcing her way. As soon as the father refused, the boy was crying and rolling on the floor.

Seeing the child who had suddenly tantrums since yesterday was astonished. It's not usually Azka like this. Finally, Arshaka chose to give up by bringing the child to campus.

Arriving at the campus, Arshaka advised the child to keep waiting in front of the class where he taught. The young father gave his son a toy so as not to interfere with his activities during teaching. Do not forget a variety of snacks and a bottle of drinking water provided by the lecturer so that the child is not hungry and thirsty.

Arshaka began teaching by occasionally looking outside, making sure the child remained in the front hallway of the classroom. The young lecturer's focus was split between the classroom and his son, both equally important and unabandonable.

The little hero of the Wibisono family began to step on his feet, not realizing that he had walked far away from the hallway. The same color of the doors and walls, as well as the shape of the building, made the little boy unable to find where the father taught.

Arshaka suddenly realized that the child was not in front of the class. The toys and food she had placed near the pillar in front of the class were still there and untouched. The father-of-one went straight out of the classroom looking for the whereabouts of the child.

After a while of not seeing the child, the young lecturer returned to the classroom to give assignments to the students, before disbanding the class. Arshaka tidied up the book she had used to fill out the lecture. After that, he also cleaned up Azka's toys and food.

Arshaka hopes his son is still in the campus environment so that it makes it easier for him to find the child. The man tried to calm down while asking for help from the administrative officers and campus guards. Not to forget he also saw the CCTV footage of the last few minutes.

It didn't take long to figure out the whereabouts of that curious little boy. The boy is currently with two beautiful students in the cafeteria. The three people were cool to enjoy meatballs while telling stories, more precisely Azka who told me while the two beautiful students became listeners.

Arshaka rushed towards the canteen as soon as he knew the whereabouts of the child at this time. His mind began to calm down, as well as his breathing that had been hunting was now in order. Arshaka's panic instantly disappeared as soon as he saw his own son named people who can be trusted.

"Why do you like to make daddy's heart gymnastics? After your meal, follow me!" arshaka asked as she stood beside the child.

"Dad! Let's eat meatballs, yeah. The meatballs here taste good," Azka cried without any guilt at all has made the father panic.

"No! Finish your meal, and then you come with me! Understood?"

The little boy nodded his head in understanding and fear because he saw the face of the father who was like an angry person. He did not expect his father to be this angry. The boy felt guilty leaving not asking permission first to the father.

Arshaka sat next to Azka without making a sound, so the beautiful student who accompanied the little boy chose to remain silent until the meatballs in their bowl ran out. As soon as the meatballs in his son's bowl ran out, Arshaka immediately stood up followed by the child.

After the death of the father and son, the visitors who contained the majority of the women immediately whispered about the lecturer and his son.

"Hiii, horrified! It turns out not to us only he killer, just like a child he could, even though his own son."

"Our worst, if you're angry? The bulls are fierce."

There are many other words aimed at young lecturers with the status of one child widower on the campus.

Arshaka did not bring her son into the room. He decided to go straight home. The lecturer has contacted the administration to make an announcement that his tuition hours will be delayed by half an hour from their usual schedule.

Chief Azka bowed all the way to the house. The little boy felt guilty for escaping from his father's tutelage.

"If you are tired of father supervision, you can choose to join your mom, eyes or oma. You just have to say it, dad will be happy to deliver. Not the father does not love you, but your happiness is the main one" Arshaka told the child as soon as they sat in the family room. The father of one child treated the child as his friend.

Arshaka did educate his son with a high level of discipline but he never voiced out loud to the child. He did not want his son to repeat the same mistake in his youth. Life has fun without thinking about the feelings of her parents.

"Azka wants to stay with dad. Azka did not want to stay with mom or oma, they were rarely at home. Azka was just the same nanny in the house," said the boy stammered with tears dripping down his cheeks.

"Then don't make me panic because you suddenly just disappear. Good thing it was safe on campus, if you're in the mall already taken away people."

"Sorry, dad. Azka promise not to repeat again."

Arshaka stretched out his hands to sign that he had forgiven the child. The boy immediately ran into the father's arms. Azka hugged her father tightly while crying deeply.

Meanwhile, Shaila is busy working on her assignment at the campus library with Adiba. The two looked so solemnly staring at the five-centimeter thick dictate book. The task should be collected later in the afternoon.

A few minutes later, Shaila stood up and walked to the photocopier in the corner of the building. The girl was about to print the task that should be collected later in the afternoon. It didn't take long, fifteen minutes later he returned to his desk with a paper ready for binding.

"Enak ya lo, it's been run. I'm still a little less. How dong" confided Adiba with a pouting face.

"No need to pout that cake! Here I help you! Which one don't you understand?"

Adiba's pouting face immediately disappeared as soon as he heard will be helped by the friend. The girl rushed straight into Shaila's body. However, his movements were detained by the woman.

"Eits, there's a condition!"

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