MY LOVER'S STUDENT

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#Muridku_My love

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The telling from it makes the taste of haru waver in the heart. Just this time I was faced with a man who suddenly asked so seriously. I thought for a moment, while he looked impatiently waiting for an answer.

"Do you want to wait?" I asked back.

I realized he was a grown man ready to get married. While I was just a high school student who wasn't ready to go that far. For a moment we looked at each other. From his black bead, there was a clear-cut sincerity there.

"I'm willing to wait for someone who is worth fighting for" he said with a face that looked convincing.

Again, the speech seemed to be able to grow flowers at the bottom of the heart. I held back until my cheeks met.

"But I'm not the school star of teacher pride. I'm also not a class star who can get a rank one," I said almost insecurely. But I'm trying to honestly say something that he might have noticed.

"Although not the star of the school or the star of the class, but you are the star in my heart" she wrote.

Mr. Alfin smiled as he looked at me meaningfully. I didn't expect this sweet talk to come up. As I know, the man in front is rarely romantic. I returned the smile that had made my heart shake violently.

"If it's been rolled up like this, my heart melts, sir."

A moment later, we laughed at each other softly. Ignoring the other visitors who glanced at our table with astonished gazes.

"I won't press for us to get married young. You're still in school. Learn the diligent. Follow your writing hobby well. Pursue your ideals first. I'm ready to support you and always pray for you" he said in a soft voice.

My eyes glazed over when I heard that sentence. In silence I am thankful that God has sent a man like Mr. Alfin into my life. I've never met anyone this sincere before other than my parents. All that begins with good intentions, may end with kindness, I whispered in my heart.

My brief daydream came to a halt when I heard his dehemant voice. Mr. Alfin again tidied up the papers that filled the table. Then put it in the bag. I packed up and got ready to go home.

"I don't want to kidnap people's children for too long. You need to rest. Thank you for helping" he said with a smile.

"Together, Mr. Alfin. Thanks for the ride all day. Thank you for lunch. Thank you also for your concern all this time," I replied with pleasure in my heart.

"If you call 'Sir' I am very old, yes" he lamented.

Hearing that, I laughed softly and embarrassed myself.

"How old are you trying?" ask her.

"18 years old" I replied, holding back a laugh.

"It's only 7 years difference. It really doesn't matter if you call 'Sir' if you're in a school environment or anywhere when I'm a teacher."

"Hehe yes, Mas, I'm sorry, I forgot."

Maybe because of his authority as a teacher still attached as if making me used to calling 'Sir'. I understand, someone who is not married would have objected to the call.

One by one, visitors began to arrive. Mbak mbak employees who wear black and compact instant hijab in red batik uniform appear to be pacing back and forth serving buyers. While some men in matching uniforms were also busy cleaning the dishes on the table.

Shortly thereafter, Mr. Alfin came back with a white plastic package bearing the name of his cafe.

"For Reza at home" he said, giving the package to me.

"Not bother, Mom," I said unkindly and just plain pleasantries.

"Not bothered. Just stay in the kitchen," he replied casually.

I accepted the gift while saying thank you. Apparently Mr. Alfin is also still thinking about my sister, loving like his own sister. A nod made me walk behind him.

At half-time in the afternoon, Mr. Alfin drove me home in his car. Romantic songs are back on our way. I chose to enjoy the song he was playing.

🎼

As long as my breath is still breathing

And my heart keeps calling your name beautiful

Never will this heart ever be double

Until the end of this life

My love promises to always accompany me

When you are sad when you cry

Aaa. I take care of it.

Aaa. all the love that exists

Aaa. believe me.

Aaa. one my love for you

🎼

Ashar's voice began to sound. Mr. Alfin turned off the music and answered the call of the adhan. The condition of the streets that make him increase the speed of the vehicle. Arriving at the usual place, I went down while saying thanks. A sweet smile she gave to end our meeting this time. During my departure and return together, I always asked to get off in a complex alley and then chose to walk to the house. Mother's father had time to find a subscription online ojek to pick me up and take me to school every day. But only occasionally I contact him. I don't know when I'll keep my relationship a secret from them. If they find out, Reza must be the one.

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