The Love Hate Relationship

The Sweet Child

Does that feeling of love really exist? not just a feeling of wanting to be the person we understand the most about the person we like, but a genuine feeling of love. It's near her when she's happy, is with her when she's in trouble and is always ready to embrace her to reduce her burden.

When man loves something, is it true that it is pure love? not just a sense of wanting to have to be a pride?

Is there really a genuine feeling of love?

"Mom Nindy..."

The call from Harris resuscitated Nindy from her daydream, she immediately turned to the origin of the voice that called out to her.

"Ah yes sir, did Mr Harris call me?" nindy asked, watching Harris at her desk.

"Mom Nindy doesn't teach? the other lecturers had already come out to their respective classes Ma'am" asked Harris, Nindy was surprised to see her colleagues were no longer in their place

"Oh my God, sorry sir excuse me first" Nindy told Harris

Nindy immediately got up from her seat when she realized there were no other lecturers around her this morning, she came out of her room in a hurry for fear of being late to teach today.

"She's so sweet" Harris muttered with a warm smile as he looked at Nindy who was so adorable to him.

***

After a long day, Nindy finally prepared to go home. Today he only taught until the afternoon, around three o'clock he had tidied up his things and prepared to go home.

"Mom Nindy's going home?" harris asked who had just walked out of his room

"Yes sir, my teaching hours are over" Nindy replied with a smile

"..."

"What's up, sir?" Nindy asked, waiting for the next word from Harris, he did not know what to do when Harris just stayed there after he answered the Dean's question, did he have to go? or what.

Harris seemed hesitant to convey his point, he did not know how to put out the right words to invite Nindy until finally he ended up silly in front of Nindy who was holding back his laughter.

"So Mr Harris, which one does he mean?" asked Nindy with a stifled smile

"Please, accompanied by Ms. Nindy, I don't know the bookshop around here" Harris replied with a stiff smile

"Well I can accompany Mr. Harris, I happen to be planning to go to the bookstore if there is a chance and I think today was the time" said Nindy who made Harris cheer hurrah in his heart.

"Thank you Miss Nindy" Harris said with a big smile, unable to hide her joy.

***

Harris and Nindy walk side by side to the parking lot, they agree to use Nindy's car and Harris will drive Nindy home and take a taxi to return to campus and pick up her car, it's okay to bother a little, Harris thought. For him getting Nindy's sympathy was a very extraordinary thing for him, even if there were still more bother, he was still willing to take the risk.

The two of them have now reached a bookstore, Harris then parked Nindy's car in front of there and invited Nindy to get down from there and into the bookstore.

"Bu Nindy bought a book for what?" harris's question so suddenly made Nindy immediately look at him with a look of disbelief, very clearly visible on her wrinkled forehead

"I think I've got the wrong question" Harris said to her question earlier

"Of course to read Mr Harris, then what for?" nindy asked back with a small laugh, a laugh that could hypnotize Harris to do more stupid

"The point might be for the Bu Nindy collection" Harris replied smilingly, Nindy thus questioning why this person could become the Dean

"I have a small library at the house of Mr. Harris, my Papa also happens to be a hobby of reading so at home there are various kinds of books, I also follow the hobby of reading because often see Papa fill his free time by reading" obviously Nindy was so aware of what Harris' question meant.

"Sweet child" Harris said smilingly made Nindy feel ambiguous at her words.