Love in Mystery

Mr. Fathan is strange

“A—aku,...” said in doubt, “already. We better sleep now.”

I who get such an answer from Mr. Fathan can only lift both my shoulders. I really don't understand what happened to Mr. Fathan. But if Mr. Fathan doesn't want to tell a story, I can't do anything either.

***

The next morning, after finishing breakfast, we both asked for permission to go home because the lecture was not yet off and Mr. Fathan himself also still had to teach.

With a heavy heart, my mother let us go. Before we left, I told us to be careful on the way home. With steady Mr. Fathan also ensures that he will always be careful.

We are now on our way home. In the middle of the sudden journey Mr. Fathan murmured, “Thank God you are now fine.”

“Hah?” I said spontaneously and Mr. Fathan smiled.

“Is. The more strange the day,” murmured in my heart while glancing at him.

***

A few moments later we arrived home. But whether there is any business, Mr. Fathan suddenly said that he had business and had to leave immediately.

Shortly after Mr. Fathan left, again my phone rang and was seen there the number was hidden. Knowing that, I immediately turned off my phone and put it away from me.

“I don't want to hear anything else. Don't want to,” I said while closing my two ears.

At the same time, Auntie came and rebuked me. He also asked me why I had closed my ears. But I could only answer that it was okay and then turn on the television.

The next morning, Mr. Fathan did not return home at all and was forced to go alone to campus.

When I arrived at the campus, Jio came to me and asked, “Fir, you yesterday ran out in the crackle of Pak Fathan fans huh?”

“Select in keroyok already like anything. No really. They just ask me what is the relationship with Mr. Fathan,” I explained.

“Trus?” tanyakanya.

“Yes I said if I have nothing to do with Mr. Fathan,” I said.

“They believe?” ask Jio curiously.

I shook my head as I said, “Gak.”

“Lha continues?” ask again.

“Hehehe.. that time at the same time Mr. Fathan came with his fierce face so that made the students afraid,”.

“Eh? Ferocious face?! Do you have to put on a fierce face?” tanyakanya.

I raised my two shoulders too, a sign I didn't know why.

***

When the lecture hours began, I only realized that now the course is Mr. Fathan and I forget that the last time he entered, he gave a pretty much task.

“Oh no,...” I said while patting my eel, “ah but he might not be in. He himself has not yet returned home. So where might she be now in.”

At the same time...

“For friends,” said someone who just came in but whose voice I can recognize, “how are you today?”

“Oh no!!” I shouted in my heart.

“Good, Sir.”

“Thank God you're all fine. Well since you guys are fine, how about you guys now collect the task that I last gave you,” he said with a smile.

“Aaaah, Mr.” complained to them.

While me,...

“Oh no!!” Again like that I shouted in my heart.

Even though they complain like that, but in fact they can still collect duties from Mr. Fathan. As for me, let alone to collect, do not just do it.

I slowly glanced at Mr. Fathan who also happened to see him looking at me with a sharp gaze.

“Already,” my mumbling in heart while covering my face.

“Eh, Fir. Do you not cuddle with tasks?” ask Jio lirih.

“Gue forgot Yo,” sahutku who is no less clean.

“Ehm. Yes already. If everyone has collected the task, now we continue the lesson,” he said, who then explained patiently material by material.

***

In the afternoon, I who immediately fled from the campus, uh more precisely escaped from Mr. Fathan was only able to hide in the room. I don't know what he's gonna do until he realizes I'm not collecting.

“Firaaaaa!!!” he screamed when he got home.

“Oh no,” my mummy is shriveled and frightened.

Since he might not get an answer from me, suddenly the door of the room was knocked as he said, “Fir, open the door!”

The real me is afraid this will not want to open it.

Shortly after I opened the door, Mr. Fathan went straight into the room and asked, “Fir, why don't you collect my assignments?”

“A—a—aku hasn't done it, Sir,” sahutku tidied.

“Aih's. Why hasn't it been done yet? Is my job difficult?” tanyakanya.

I also unconsciously nodded but then, “Eh, not difficult. not difficult,”.

Mr. Fathan narrowed his eyes and said, “Areally?”

I nodded loudly and he asked, “If it is not difficult, why is it still not done?”

“Lupa,” sahutku brief.

Hearing my answer like that, Mr. Fathan spontaneously hit me in the head with a roll of paper he was carrying.

“Ya. Now you do. I wait for you to finish,” he said who immediately sat on the edge of the bed.

“Iya. yes,” sahutku who then directly open the task book from him.

When I was seriously working on a task from him, he suddenly said, “Fir, you know that you were missed by someone a long time ago.”

Hearing the words of Mr. Fathan who suddenly brought up that was spontaneous I immediately stopped my writing.

“Hah? Masa’ anyway, Sir. Who is it, sir?” I just feel like there's something weird about Mr. Fathan.

“Ah. It's nobody. Already continue to do his job,” he said that made me curious.

“Pak?!” my spoken.

“Udah. Just do the job. I came out for a while,” said which then moved away.

I saw it like that was just gawking.

***

The next night after I finished my work, I immediately looked for Mr. Fathan. But for some reason, I did not find his presence.

“Bi, Aunty see Mr Fathan no?” I asked when I saw Bibi was drinking water in the kitchen.

“Master?! Not that the master is home. Try Non to find her room. Maybe Mister is working on his job,” Bibi said.

“Oh yes, Bi. Yes already then I go to his room,” said I and Aunt nodded.

When I arrived in front of Mr. Fathan's room, I suddenly knew why my heart was beating fast. I just realized that ever since I lived in his house, I just came to his room this time.

Taking a deep breath, I ventured to knock on the door of his room. But after a few moments of tapping, the room is still not open. Because of my curious soul thrashing, I finally tried to open the door of his room that turned out to be unlocked.

I slowly walked in and said, “Pak, excuse me.”

The room looks neat but the dim lighting makes the room look gloomy.

“Pak, I'm in my room?” ask me while walking like a thief.

Call after call did not get a statement from Mr. Fathan until I touched a picture frame on his desk.

“This?!” I said and at the same time suddenly someone patted me on the shoulder scared me half to death and shouted.

“Gosh. You are, Fir. Why scream so loud anyway?” protest Mr. Fathan.

“Eh, Father. Who I thought I was. I'm afraid, sir,”.

“Udah know timid, still trying to enter people's room,..” said Mr. Fathan who then directly sat on the edge of his bed, “mana?”

“Which way, Sir?” my many.

“Tasks. You're going to sneak into someone's room because you want to give them your job, right? Or maybe you miss me?” god Mr. Fathan.

I who heard that was immediately nervous and then said, “Who is also the same father. Here, his task.”

After that I immediately ran out of Mr. Fathan's room.

“Can-can hang me if long in there,” mumbled after being outside the room Mr. Fathan.

***

“No.. no.. no..!! Whoareyou? Stay away from me. No. Don't come any closer, I beg you. Nooooooo!!”

“Hhaa... Hhaa..” Suddenly I woke up with a bad breath. “Dream like that again. Ta—ta—tadi who exactly?” I muttered while holding my hair.

And at the same time,...

“You okay, Fir?” ask Mr. Fathan who hastily entered my room.

“I'm scared, Sir. I dream of that incident again,” I said softly.

“The incident? What happened, Fir?” tanyakanya.

I shook my head and said, “It's nothing, sir. Anyway I'm scared.”

After hearing my answer, Mr. Fathan immediately hugged my trembling body while saying, “Already. I'm already here. You Rest again.”

Mr. Fathan broke down my body and covered me. Do not forget his hand was always holding my hand so that it felt calm.

***

The morning seemed so bright as sunlight entered through the gap of the bedroom window mosquito net so that it dazzled my eyes.

I also rubbed my eyes because of the glare. Then I faintly heard someone say, “You're awake?”

Between conscious and unconscious, I tried to be quiet for a moment and a moment later I looked next to me who was there...

“Aaaaaargh, Mr!” I shouted the second time I found Mr. Fathan sleeping next to me.

“Gosh. You are yes. Can not scream like that,” protest Mr. Fathan.

“Ba—ba—bapak why can sleep here again?” my many.

“Wear all questions. Quick wake. My hands are numb,” he said.

I who just realized that I was asleep on his shoulder was immediately awake and down. How shameful I am. I don't know what happened last night.

“Quick shower. It's noon. I'm waiting for you in the dining room,” he said who immediately got up and left.

Meanwhile I, I was cursing myself while patting my forehead repeatedly for feeling how stupid I was.

***

In the dining room, I always pay attention to Mr. Fathan. Looking at her expression as usual, I felt that there would definitely be nothing last night between me and her.

As I was getting late in my own thoughts, I wondered why she stopped eating breakfast and looked at me.

Now our eyes are intertwined. Until finally...

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