Teacher is my Imam!
Approach II
Nia's steps stopped when she was close to the living room where Fariz was sitting playing his phone. Fariz realizes Nia's arrival, but he ignores her. Fariz was busy with his HP, he let Nia continue walking over to him.
"It turns out that obedient is also you," grumbled Fariz slowly.
Nia was still staring and looking at Fariz who was sitting on the cream-colored sofa. His ghost was beating faster, the tips of his hands and feet were cold, his face was pale.
"Why is it like this!" he murmured slowly, clasping one hand close to his mouth.
All of a sudden..
"Alnia, until when do you stand like a statue?" fariz said breaking Nia's nervousness.
"Ah.em.saya.di told tan.." had not had time to finish his speech, Fariz cut it off.
"I know! if you want to sit down, please. No one forbids, this is your home anyway." Fariz said again without looking at Nia.
"Ba.baik sir!" answer Nia stammering.
"Have you heard what my mother said? call me Fariz, if you call me dad in school!" fariz turned to look at Nia, then turned back to raise his phone
"Ba.baik pa.em I mean mas!" answer Nia.
"Then.until when are you standing there? until we get home? all righty! just stand there." smiled cynically at Nia.
Their parents just listened, leaving Nia and Fariz for the two. They wanted Nia and Fariz to get to know each other more closely.
In the kitchen, Sofi and Nurmala just smiled listening to the words of the two young men.
"Let them, as time goes on they will definitely have a good relationship" said Bu Sofi and smiled to see Nia and Fariz from a distance.
"Yes, everything will be beautiful in time." holding Sofi's shoulder and smiling.
Bu Sofi turned to Bu Nurmala and nodded. They were hoping that this match would go well.
Nia came closer to the sofa, she sat on the edge of the sofa. Located 1 meter away with Fariz, Fariz only paid a glance and then returned to focus on his HP screen. They were silent, but Fariz occasionally glanced at Nia.
"hhh.bapak see what?" looking towards Fariz.
"I should ask, what caught your attention so that you looked down!" beat Fariz while frowning his forehead.
"Eh.sayaa.." didn't have time to finish his speech.
Fariz suddenly pointed her index finger at Nia's lips. She knew what Nia was feeling, because she felt it too.
"Can we talk outside?" bring Fariz.
"Ke.where sir?" asked Nia hesitated.
"Just sit in the little garden in front of your house" replied Fariz flatly.
They also went out to the bench in the small garden in front of Nia's house.
Long time they were silent again, the same sepwrti that happened in the living room.
"Do you agree with this match? Fariz opened her voice without looking at Nia.
"Emh.i.m confused sir. If I refuse, I only have my own ego, while my parents never ask what2 from me. Everything I want is always done by them, but..." Nia bowed.
"But what?" Fariz turned his face towards Nia.
"But if I accept it..Will you accept it too?" Nia raised her face then turned her head towards Fariz, so their gazes met each other.
Nia's heart was racing again, her blood felt like it was not flowing. Fariz continued to look into Nia's eyes, looking at her face.
She's beautiful, sholehah, submissive, smart too. But how can I love him? My heart is for Alni. But why is it that every time I see Nia, I feel like I see Alni. The mind in the heart.
For a long time they looked at each other, Nia felt uneasy and uneasy. Because Nia had never been this close to a boy before, many of the boy friends at her school liked Nia. Not a few people expressed feelings for him. But Nia never hates him, until someone says that Nia actually already has a fiancee so she does not rub male friends at school.
