Love In My Bow

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" Morning sir, may I come in?" ask a student to Reyhan Hutamabarat, a young lecturer from the Middle East. The study of the material that made the students shudder horrified when he entered the class.

" What time is it? Why don't you get into class tomorrow?" asked Reyhan to make my heart stop beating. His sadistic speech at the same time signifies the seriousness of making me unable to comment and just sculpt.

" What's your name? When will you be a welcome statue in my class?" ask him back which makes me instantly answer without point commas and other punctuation marks.

" Azzura Celine Nora sir absent no. 1," I replied without any pause at all. After hearing my name he looked at me with details.

" Come in, close the door. Another one sits on the front bench doing 1 module to learn about Islamic studies. I wait before my materials are finished today !" said the lecturer made me gawk without a trace of the word. Just a nod I gave him. Today I really kept myself busy. The first day of college, the new lecturer. But the effect is no longer good.

Today is the first day of the ushul fiqh class. Today was so embarrassing. Absent number one late to class, Assistant lecturer as well. The shame of a double should be a good example of this instead.

" Who's the assistant lecturer here? Mr. Akmal said that this class exists" asked Mr. Reyhan.his gaze circulated but no one answered. The lecturer only shook his head until Chintya finally answered his question.

" Azzura sir Asdos is in this class," he replied in a soft tone. Reyhan sir looked back at me with that deadly look. I just nodded as she looked back at me with an unquantifiable look. Grumpy, mad, want to get me out of class or something. But this young lecturer did not give a clear answer. He who asked at first did not try to ask back.

2 Hours passed by our class with ushul fiqh. Mr. Reyhanpun ended the material today. The next material will be entered Bendot sir, but Bendot sir is there a task outside the city so we only get a task and can work anywhere.

" Zura, let's go to the cafeteria after that to blue blah hang out !" take Chintya to her best friend. Zura immediately showed his duty without further ado. Chinty just took a deep breath and shrugged her shoulders.

" Understand why I'm still sitting in the same place. Go with Laura and the others" replied Zura who then refocused her laptop.

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Ting ... Ting ...

" To my room now !"

" Rinan"

The two incoming messages made Azzura sigh long. Azzura did not reply to the message and rushed to Reyhan's room before he was sentenced.

" Assalamualaikum sir, excuse me !" said Azzura

" Come in !" the answer is short with a position in front of the laptop. His gaze was still focused on that wide flat object. I was still standing in the same place.

" Sit down, I'm still working on the report!" it's from a distance away. After I sit down I just turn on the laptop because the module task has not been completed just a little more. Mr. Reyhan's room is very luxurious and comfortable. Unlike the lecturer room in general. Maybe because Mr. Reyhan is the son of the owner of this Islamic university.

1 hour.

2 hour.

3 hours.

I finally finished my job. I am getting tired and hungry. Tried back to open a conversation with Mr. Reyhan.

" Sir, may I go out for a moment? I haven't had lunch yet" I said a little hard because my stomach hurts if I don't put in any food at all. Mr. Reyhan stood up without saying anything. He gave me a bag containing a box and drinks.

" Eat and drink, in 1 hour please come out if you have eaten !" yang yangnya who then returned to his seat again.I just accept it because I feel hungry. While eating, I sent module assignments to Mr. Reyhan. He who had not responded with anything, finally replied to my message with 3 thumb emotes and a smile of spirit. But I saw his face flat without expression. 1 hour later...

" Sir, am I allowed to go out or is there any duty because you told me to come here?" ask me carefully so that Mr. Reyhan is not offended.

" No, out!" the answer made me gawk. Why am I called here if I don't need it.

" Good sir, excuse me. Assalamulaikum!" shanky

" Waalaikumsalam," he answered briefly

" Thank you for the food" I said before going out

" Together," again a short answer, but I did not take a headache. I immediately came out because I was tired of wanting to go home and hug the favorite bolster.

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