The Step Sister of Tiri

105. Unaffected

“Indeed what's wrong if he's a student? There are also many students here who are married. There's no ban, unless he's still in high school. That could be a problem,” Hanif said, he didn't want anyone to blame Kinan. If there was any blame, it was only him because that man was chasing Kinan.

“Iya, Mom. This campus does free anyone to have a partner because it is their age when it is time to get married. We can't ban them either,” interrupted Mr. Munif.

Lisa's mother fell silent and left from there. The woman was really hurt for what she knew today. He had hoped for a long time and now he had to just crash.

“You rest easy, we will defend you,” said Mr. Munif while patting his friend's shoulder.

“I don't care if I have to be fired from here. What I'm worried about is Kinan. He is young, his goals are long. I don't want him kicked out of this campus.”

“If about that, you don't worry, Mr. Hanif. That's not gonna happen. Mr. rector a wise person, certainly can assess the problem correctly,” said another lecturer.

“True, already you don't need to worry. You better go home and rest. Your face looks pale, you still hurt?” ask Mr. Munif.

“Yes, my head is suddenly dizzy. Had forgotten breakfast and had not taken any medicine," Hanif replied while holding his head.

“Hah .. because your woman is like this. Usually you never forget to take care of your health.”

“Yes, you know for yourself how it feels. You're married, more experienced than me.”

“But I'm not so bucin like you.”

“Ah, whatever. Yes, I went back first. Thank you everyone for standing up for me."

"Need to deliver? He said your head's dizzy, can it drive?"

"No, I brought a driver. Excuse me, assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam.”

Hanif left the campus with a few photos. He's gonna find out who did it. Hopefully there are clues like CCTV in there. It was very crowded last night. The man didn't notice around, I don't know who did it.

“Pak Hanif, wait!” a student shouted to stop Hanif's path. The man looked back too. It turns out there is Nayla. Hanif knew exactly who that woman was. He must act ordinary and pretend he does not know her.

“Iya, you called me?” ask Hanif.

“What is it that you are in a relationship with Kinan?” Not answering Hanif's question. Nayla asked back.

“That has nothing to do with you, so I don't seem to have to answer your question.”

“But, Sir. Kinan is not a good woman. Why would you want to be with him?”

Hanif frowned, it seemed that now he had started to understand the intent of Nayla's words. Surely this woman wants that man's relationship with Kinan to end. But Nayla was wrong. Maybe if other men would have been easily affected, but Hanif had known Kinan from a long time ago. There is no way her heart is like Nayla said.

Niko is not enough for her, so Nayla needs to vilify Kinan. I don't know what the woman wants if Hanif and Kinan's relationship ends.

“Regarding Kinan woman is good or not, let it be my personal business. You don't have to bother to find out about him. I know more about him than you.”

“But, Sir. You ...”

Hanif raised his palm for Nayla to stop talking. He wasted too much time, talking to the woman. Better that guy just go. There's still a lot of work to be done.

“As much as you try to vilify Kinan, you open up the ugliness within yourself. Don't say Kinan's ugliness because it's useless. I know him better than you. Just keep that shit for the guy you're with right now. I still have a lot more important business, than standing here hearing your bullshit stories. Excuse me.” Hanif left Nayla who was still standing withstanding her frustration.

It seems like it will be very difficult to influence Hanif. But Nayla was not desperate. He will try to make his lecturer's relationship and Kinan end. The girl is not willing if her former best friend is happy.

From the past, Nayla had always been jealous of what Kinan had. He felt better than his former best friend, but kindness seemed to not side with him.

“Why are you here, honey? Who else worried?” asked Niko while patting her lover's shoulder. Nayla was a little surprised. But try to look ordinary.

“No, there was only one who lived, but did not know. Come on, let's go back!”

*****

“Assalamualaikum,” screamed Kinan as he entered the house.

“Waalaikumsalam, this you, Kinan! say hello slowly can, right! That's polite, don't shout,” scold Mama Aisyah.

“Iya, Mother. Forgetting," said Kinan who then sat in the middle of his mother and sister-in-law. They are watching a television show.

“You are always like that, reasoned forget. You were on purpose, right?”

Kinan only smiled revealing his neat rows of teeth. Mama Aisyah rolled her eyes lazily.

“Tumben you're coming home soon, Dhek?” ask Zayna.

“Yes, there is no class, why If you do not go home,” replied Kinan.

“Usually also hang out with your friends," said Mama Aisyah.

“Now old date, Ma. Already broke, the wallet was dry, so go home. Eat at home better.”

“Reason alone, surely none of your friends are fake. Wear says wallet is dry. Though the money given by Papa is also more than enough.”

“Mama knows, deh,” said Kinan by leaning on his mother's shoulder.

“You've had lunch?”

“Numbers, Ma.”

“Ya already, same Aunt there!”

“Mama and Sister have lunch?”

“Have just now.”

“Then I do, I will. I am still lazy,” said Kinan who then turned to look at his sister-in-law. “Sister Zayna checked her baby this month?”

“Then yesterday with your sister."

“Yah ... Why don't you take me? I want to see my niece.”

“You didn't say you wanted to come, where did you know.”

“I think it's still a long time. Next month I want to come, yeah!”

“Iya, hopefully you are not busy," said Zayna who is owned by Kinan.

They were silent while watching television. Accidentally Mama Aisyah's gaze was fixed on her daughter. Kinan did look ahead, but the direction of his eyes did not look at the television. It seems the princess is daydreaming.

“You again have a problem, Kinan?” ask Mama Aisyah.

“Ngak, Mom. What problem?”

“You look weird, there must be something you're hiding. You can't lie to Mama.”

“No, Ma,” replied Kinan by shifting his gaze. He did not want to look at his mother because it was certain that the middle-aged woman would know if the girl was thinking.

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