
At exactly 08:00, Sisi left for Campus. Nothing strange today, just like a normal day. He was driven by his grandfather's driver. When they stopped at the campus parking lot, along with Ilham who had just stopped his motorbike in the parking lot, Special motorbike. Sisi got out of his car, while the driver returned to Mr. Erlangga's house to take Ms. Sundari to his subscription boutique.
As Ilham passed by the campus lobby all the students there bowed respectfully to the man. Someone greeted him, there was also a friendly smile at the man. The side that saw the incident, looked confused. Why all the students there seemed to have known Ilham for a long time. Though this was the first time he saw Ilham was on the campus, for approximately two weeks of college there. But Sisi doesn't pay much attention to that. He prefers to go to his class. Because that morning, he had morning class. And the lecturer was a little fierce. So, he did not want to be late just because he thought of the sweet attitude of students to Ilham.
The first hour of Sisi's lesson went smoothly. Even he was praised by his lecturer because he could answer the question posed by his Lecturer. Entering the second hour. The boisterous sound of his friends made his curious soul thrash.
"Eh, you know. Today there will be a substitute lecturer Mr. Kelvin loh's. And you know who the replacement lecturer is" said one of the students in the class. He was enthusiastically welcomed by other students.
"Who? Wh who? Tell dong!" another student.
"Hmmm tell me, yeah!!" They became curious about the substitute lecturer referred by the student. He was so excited and excited about the news.
Until a tall man came from behind the door. The bule man greeted the students and students in the class. That man is Mr. Kevin, a lecturer who will move assignments to the USA and who will be replaced by a lecturer who is loved by students at the campus.
"Hello, everybody! I will tell you that I cannot continue teaching at this college..." A boisterous voice rang out again inside that classroom. How not, Mr. Kevin is one of their idol lecturers. So, many students are heartbroken because they have to be left behind by the lecturer.
"Please listen to me first" he said pausing his sentence. Because the boisterous sounds of her students were very disturbing to her. After everything started to calm down. He continued his sentence. "But you don't have to worry. Because there will be a substitute lecturer who is far competent in my appeal. He is..." Silence, all ears hear what Mr. will say. Kevin's. "He is, Mr. Brainstorm. Please come in Mr. Inspiration."
Now it was their eyes that were fixed on the door. Waiting for the replacement lecturer to come out. But not with the side. For him, it doesn't matter. Whoever the teacher is, he'll take it well. While being able to convey his knowledge well. Even the woman was just busying with her pen and book without turning her head towards the door.
And when the substitute lecturer came in. The noise was heard again. They praised the teacher. With his wife he entered the classroom. Not to forget, a smile that can turn off everyone who sees it he radiated. Even the students there did not blink looking at the man. Oh, how not, just saw it first. They already liked that teacher. Sisi, he still paid no heed to his friends. He is busy with his activities. Until the voice of the lecturer, slowly pulled himself to look ahead.
"Assalamualaikum, and good morning everyone!" exclaimed the man to everyone in the classroom.
Sisi, a little surprised by what he saw. The lecturer is meant by Mr. Kevin is an Inspiration. His neighbor, the man who had been teasing his mind all along. The man Sisi greatly admired stood in front of that classroom. With a soft voice Ilham introduced himself to his students and students. And that makes the atmosphere different from usual. If the lecturer who has been giving his knowledge in front. Many students did not notice it. But not with this teacher. Not even a single sound could be heard from the room. They focused on looking at Ilham who with his charisma stood in front. Not only the female students who loved the man, the students were so stunned by the way Ilham conveyed information to them.
Inspiration stared at the usual girl, but not at Sisi. The girl looked nervous, not even daring to look at the face of Inspiration. His voice just sounded vibrating, so that made the man slightly singled out his smile. "No, gerogi!" Ilham's last greeting further made the woman shudder with goosebumps. The side sat back in his chair. And the first meeting of Inspiration in that class ended just by knowing each other. Inspiration has not conveyed what material he will teach to his students.
Somewhere else.
For about a month after that incident. Hanif slightly changed his attitude towards his mother. The man who was originally so warm to his mother, now looked a little cold. Even during the weekend, he did with his mother in the living room. But not lately. That's what Hanif did because Miss Dance persuaded Hanif to come back with Sisi. But the man always refused.
Until that afternoon, Ms. Tari was opening her phone. Suddenly, he saw a clarifying video of the citizens. If Sisi and Iqbal did not do pervert in the empty house. In the video, too, they include evidence, a test letter from the doctor.
After seeing the video, Ms. Tari could only stroke the chest. It turns out what he thinks is true. Hanif had made the mistake of not hearing Sisi's explanation first. Ms. Tari thought, she would tell her son about the clarifying video.
It just so happens that Hanif, who has just come home from work, shows up with his panther car. The man got off after parking his car in the car garage. Then walk closer to the main door. And it just so happened that the mother was sitting on the terrace. Ms. Tari got up straight from her seat to show the video to her son. Just now that he was about to step up, Hanif had already been acting tough on him.
"Bun, Hanif does not want to argue with Mother. Hanif's tired!" exclaimed the man ignored Bu Tari. Bu Tari tried to catch up by calling her name.
"Nif, you should see this video!" said Ms. Tari who tailed behind her son.
"Here you go Bun, Hanif is tired!!!" A little loudly Hanif spoke so Bu Tari was slightly offended and stopped her steps to catch up with her son. The woman could only stroke her chest, with her son's far-reaching attitude changing.
"You'll be sorry, if I knew the truth!!!" he chose to return to the terrace.
To be continued