Love At Train Station

It's perfect!

Monday morning greeted Zalfa along with the students who had lined up so neatly for Monday's morning apple ceremony. Seriously and passionately the teachers and students attended the ceremony.

In his speech at the end, Mr. Wijaya as the principal expressed his welcome and rejoined Zalfa who had not taught for several months because of something that was not at all desirable.

"Finally, before I end, I welcome and rejoin Ms. Zalfa to share her knowledge with all of us!" Mr. Wijaya at the end of his speech.

The teachers and students applauded, cheering happily for Zalfa's return in their midst.

The warm welcome, the cheerfulness, the sincerity were so noticeable on the faces of all of them (the teachers and the students). A smile and a look of light flashed on Zalfa's face.

The haru and happy atmosphere became one in Zalfa's heart when he saw the happiness of the students and all the teacher councils including Meta who had returned to health after undergoing a period of recovery.

One by one the ceremony was performed.

The students left as soon as the ceremony was over. Meanwhile, all the teachers, including Meta, shook hands with Zalfa as a form of welcome back to Zalfa.

Meta who used to be quite unhappy with Zalfa, has now turned into a love for him. Not only shaking Zalfa's hand, he also greeted Zalfa with a warm embrace.

Zalfa's hand was also made quite difficult to bring some bouquets of flowers and chocolates from the teachers and students as a welcome to rejoin him.

The moment had to stop for a moment, when Pak Satpam school dripped a bouquet of flowers whose size was large enough in his hand that was addressed to Zalfa.

Zalfa received it also thanks to Mr. Satpam who had bothered to bring a bouquet of flowers that Zalfa had thought it was from Dimas of course.

"𝓑𝓾 𝓰𝓾𝓻𝓾𝓴𝓾 𝔂𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓴, 𝓼𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓪!😚

𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓪𝓳𝓪𝓻 𝓴𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓲 𝓑𝓾 𝓰𝓾𝓻𝓾!"☺️

𝓑𝔂: 𝓜𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓭 𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓶𝓾 𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓭 𝔂𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓪𝓰𝓾𝓶𝓲𝓶𝓾, 𝓼𝓮𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓼𝓪𝓳𝓪 𝓪𝓴𝓾 𝓓𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓼 𝓐𝓭𝓲𝓽𝔂𝓪𝓶𝓪 𝓟𝓾𝓽𝓻𝓪 𝓦𝓲𝓳𝓪𝔂𝓪.🥰

A piece of verse in the greeting card embedded in the bouquet, made Zalfa smile and laugh as soon as he read the identity of the sender.

"The most could make me fly happy you, Mas." Say it in the heart.

Zalfa who is still late in his happiness, quite unaware if there is a teacher who can read the writing in the greeting card.

"Emm ... the newlyweds, so sweet really!" Sahut one of the teachers who can accidentally read the identity of the sender.

"Mommy, don't do it! Her name is also a newlywed." Answer the other teachers kindly.

"May always be given happiness, and his family be made as sakinah, mawwadah and warohmah."

Everyone also treated him sincerely.

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Morning and noon passed quickly according to its circulation. And night came to break the silence.

Seeming from a direction the black shoes Dimas was wearing slowly walked out from inside the carriage. His gaze focused forward by staying standing firmly with a friendly face that always radiated. Without paying attention to the front direction a woman wearing the same uniform that Dimas was wearing hit Dimas right then and there.

Arbug ...

"Oh ..." The woman complained while grimacing in shock by closing her eyes.

Slowly opened his eyes and looked at the figure of the man who had accidentally been hit by him.

Black eyebrows with a medium thickness, a handsome face that is so fitting with his pure white skin. The sharp nose, thick and red lips like lychee fruit plus a smile that is so dominating also completes the good looks.

His wandering mind defines the advantages for the sake of the advantages possessed by a handsome man whom he accidentally gets hit with. The man who this morning wanted him to greet him for a better relationship with his fellow conductor. But he did not know that it turned out up close, the level of good looks so alluring.

"Perfect!" Praise him in his heart while not blinking and swallowing his saliva that feels a little dry.

Dimas only glanced at the woman and then left.

But the woman kept on matching her steps. He made Dimas stop for a moment and asked her what she wanted.

"What do you want?"

"I'm Zoya, the new conductor here." His hand was extended to meet Dimas.

Dimas put his hands together and introduced his name.

Staying calm, the woman named Zoya slowly pulled her hand that was not shaken back by Dimas.

"Greetings to Dimas!"

"I'm sorry I accidentally bumped into you Dimas." Zoya is quite relaxed.

"Call him Mr. Dimas! He's your senior!" Rere who suddenly came and accidentally heard.

"I mean, Mr. Dimas!" Zoya repeats and justifies her call to Dimas according to instructions from Rere who includes her senior as well

"Yes, just call Dimas not papa."

"Why are you Re?" Dimas felt that there was something strange about Rere for being as impassioned as Zoya.

Dimas had already turned away from Rere and Zoya who were still staring at each other. A moment later, after seeing and recognizing Zoya, Rere left too.

"Why with him? From the way he looked at me earlier it was as if he wouldn't let me get close to Dimas, uh Mr. Dimas."

"Maybe he likes Dimas too?" Zoya still thinks about it.

Dimas' phone vibrated from his pocket. ID with the name "My lovely wife" was also visible from the phone screen. Dimas soon moves on and leaves without Zoya knowing.

It makes Zoya quite upset because Dimas has also gone from her, even though there are many things he wants to ask Dimas. Plus the event of his thought approach, if Dimas is indeed destined for him.

Zoya would not want to go away from that place with a pretty disappointed look.

𝓑𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓾𝓷𝓰...!

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