The Destiny of the Step Child
Lecturer handsome idol coed
When my full name was called, making my heart race quickly.How not, that way, all eyes were on me, how can I hide, especially the one who called was my own lecturer.Just hope the time is over soon, he said,to have my behavior disappear.
I'm a shy and quiet girl, more precisely talkin' around.
I felt my heart return to normal, as soon as the lecturer left the classroom.
Hannan Rosyid Ali, full name of our lecturer who just left class.
Mr. Hannan, as soon as we greeted him.
He is the youngest FK lecturer, probably around 27 years old.
His stature is white, tall, and very handsome and wears glasses.
A lot of reading may be his hobby, so glasses become mandatory wherever he goes.But his glasses also add to his charisma as a lecturer who is considered his student.
The proof, he told me to meet him in the library.Entah what problem.Hopefully it is not because of the discipline of my time, which is often late every class.
Mr. Hannan is a friendly lecturer when in class, but very careless when outside the classroom.He is also very disciplined.And the lecturer who most likes to give tasks that accumulate.
Still pensive, and neutralizing my feelings, suddenly someone stood beside my stool.
"Aliya.."Why spread my daydream.
"Yes." I tried to see who it was.
"You want me to buy you a drink, or what?
"Oh Farhan, it's not necessary."
He Farhan, an exemplary student at this campus.He is also the chairman of Rohis.We are one organization, so often meet.
Usually he's cute, but different today.
"Oh yes, you should meet Mr. Hannan in the library." I heard there was another note there.
"Yes, I met him first."
He didn't answer.
And I walked out of class.
"Alliya.."
I turned
"(He was speechless).mm be careful" Farhan continued.
I just smiled behind my niqob, and lowered my head hinting at a sign of agreement.
In library.
"Assalamu'alaikum sir."My clothes are still in a nervous tone.
(Not directly answered)
"Waalaykumussalam"
"sit"
"What's up, sir?"
"Next week I'm not coming in and you'll please collect the papers I ordered last week."
"Good,Sir.
Then excuse me for class sir." I said with my head down.
When I was about to move,
"Aliya"
"Yes, Brother?"
"You are often late to my class" he said, flipping through the encyclopedia.
"Yes sir I'm sorry.I took a bike to campus, so.."
"I didn't ask if you were here" he replied.
"The distance of my house is almost three kilometers from here, sir" I answered completely wrongly.
Now Mr. Hannan closes the encyclopedia and opens his glasses.
Handsomest.
"You I didn't ask the distance of your home to campus.
You're a smart kid in class, but I've not connected all the hell."
My hands were cold sweat, impregnated into my robe, while twisting the tip of my khimarku.
"What do you do at home before you go to college?Almost every hour I, you're never late."
I fell silent
"Aliya Fachira Az - Zahra"
"Yes sir.."
"What is it?"
I'm taking a breath, man,
"Yes sir, I woke up at four in the morning, after dawn I washed all the cloths and dishes in our house, then went shopping to the market for my breakfast and sales.
I ride a bike about half an hour pack here.It so happens I go to the market three days and coincide with the hour Mr. entered.So I often late, I beg you not to suspension me , Pak."tuturku long.
Mr. Hannan was silent, and smiled.
Very sweet.
"Then you have to stay at my house and do not need to sell fried food anymore, do not need to go to the market early in the morning.Simply cook breakfast for us alone."
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