
Tomorrow too comes. At home, Alvin was ready to go to teach. The man was wearing a black shirt with black pants anyway. Appearance simple.
Alvin's downstairs. Where Mother and father are already in the dining room. The two old men stared fixedly at Alvin as if the trial was still not over.
“Good morning, Bun. Good morning, Dad,” greet Alvin as usual. He pulled up a chair, sat in front of his parents.
The breakfast menu this time is just fried rice with omelet and fried sausage. It gives you the energy to start the day.
“Morning too,” answered both his parents almost simultaneously.
Alvin immediately took the plate, filled it with rice and some side dishes. Not forgetting he prayed according to the teachings of his belief, then ready to eat.
“You are ready to meet your daughter, son?” tanya Bu Lala –bundanya Alvin.
Alvin chokes. Yesterday he deliberately went home a little late at night to avoid talking like this. Apparently, this morning he could not escape anymore.
Mr. Arga –his father Alvin—quite listened. He was too tired to remind his child of marriage.
Alvin smiled at the Mother. “Sorry, Bun, I can't.”
“Why?” Bu Lala was curious.
“I have an appointment with a future wife.”
Suddenly the middle-aged couple fell silent, then threw a glance at each other.
“Calon wife?” repeat Miss Lala.
“Iya. As you want,” replied Alvin. The man was already more relaxed facing the trial this time around. Ah ... he was finally able to break free from his name of matchmaking.
“What's the name?” asked Bu Lala with a curious face. He had never heard of a woman's name. Obviously, this will cause a lot of question marks. “You have no intention of avoiding Mother's plan, right? Hence, you are making up stories.”
Alvin gawking. He shook his head twice. “Astagfirullah, Bun. I may not have had that intention. It's true, really, I have a future wife.”
Alvin believes and believes that Rina can not break the promise. At least he will marry a man of his own choice. Not with young girls.
“Bring to home. Introduce to Mother and Father,” by Mr. Arga.
Alvin's eyes now focused on his father. “In shaa Allah, Yah.”
“Then you are both ready. No need to delay anymore. Don't get slander between you!” firmly Mr. Arga. As a father, he had to teach his son how to behave. What else about the importance of playing around at a mature age like this.
“In shaa Allah, Well,” replied Alvin.
Breakfast continues. Mr. Arga or Ms. Lala did not ask much. They believe in their children's choices. Better to agree than not to see Alvin get married.
After breakfast. Alvin's back in the room. This morning he had class, then in the afternoon he had to meet with Rina. Whether or not this decision is correct. Clearly, he did not want to continue in the trial of his parents.
Alvin left in his favorite car. Not forgetting he said goodbye to the Mother. And, immediately slide to the destination.
The distance between home and campus is not too far away. About fifteen minutes, Alvin was there. A place where he can give knowledge to his students.
As a young lecturer here, Alvin himself was not too proud. He continues to learn from senior lecturers and develop the knowledge he already has.
Classes are starting. Alvin entered the room as usual. A festive welcome from the students became his daily meal. The wibawhat is also visible.
“Assalamaicum. Good morning everyone,” said Alvin casually.
“Waalaikum greetings. Morning, sir,” answered all the occupants of the room there.
The netra end Alvin found Rina on the third bench. Where the girl did not dare to look at him.
Alvin is refocused. This is not the time for personal affairs to be involved.
“Good. Let's start class today. I hope, all pay attention to the material today!” alvin said firmly.
Even the answer he found. Alvin started classes quickly.
Alvin steals a glance towards Rina. Where the girl was talking to her boyfriend.
“No one is chatting! This class is not a canteen!” Alvin's tone was firm and loud.
Rina was silent for a moment. His views met with Netra Alvin. He felt the man as if he were sending him a warning.
Class went well. One by one the people in the room came out. Rina herself was cleaning the book to the bag, and Caca had run away first out of the room on the grounds of wanting to pee.
“Tasku has not fit,” added Rina by continuing to try to insert five books into the bag.
He stood up, carrying the other two books in his hand. The girl stepped unburdened forward, past Alvin who had no idea what was busy.
The atmosphere was only the two of them. Everyone has been gone since.
“Don't forget to my room in five minutes,” says Alvin.
Rina quit.
“We need to talk to discuss something that has been agreed,” continued Alvin.
The red-hijab girl took a deep breath. Throw it away quickly. “What to talk about again? Not that you get the reward.
Alvin held his head up, focusing his gaze towards Rina who was now standing in front of him. “We can talk about pre-marital agreement. You can apply for anything.”
“What?” Lina turned. His body now faces Alvin. “Pak Alvin, seriously?”
Alvin nodded. “Ya, sure. This is all for the convenience of our wedding as well.”
“Then, I want to ask you the same, Father?”
“Yes. Just ask.” Alvin took the yellow map in front, shifted his body towards the right, and now the distance with Rina was only two meters. “Please ask anything you want.”
Lina was silent for a moment. From Alvin's gaze, he could see a hope that even he did not know what it was. Sure, a beautiful hope. “Why do you want to get married?”
Alvin's eyes moved to the right and to the left. Worryingly. Should he break a secret? I don't think that's possible.
“Married it was done on the basis of liking. Then, what kind of marriage do we live later?” ask Rina again.
Alvin kian flinching. Rina's beautiful beads are beautiful. However, Alvin could feel the pain within him.
“I got married because it was time,” replied Alvin of origin.
“That germ?”
“Yes. Indeed why?”
“Why don't you marry a loved one?”
“Because I don't have.”
“Mana may.”
“Intact!” Alvin immediately confirmed.
They were silent for a few seconds. Give a little pause from this conversation.
“This is probably the most important, and I am sure after this Mr. Alvin will think a thousand times to marry me,”. The girl's eyes were not friendly. So sharp and able to break down the opponent's defense.
“What is it?” Alvin's curious.
Lina took a deep breath. Prepare to tell the truth. A relationship should start with honesty. If not, everything will feel empty.
“I'm not a girl like everyone else knows,” Rina said confidently.