TRIPLE Z (Zafir, Zafran, Zafira )

Please do that ...

Hearing Bu Dosen calling out the name of his group, Zafir stood firmly.

All eyes stared differently from each head.

Some are curious, pity and indifferent.

"This is Ma'am, our paper," said Zafir handing his paper in front of the beautiful Lecturer Bu.

"Good day, guys, Mrs Chintya." Zafir opened his presentation with greetings.

With a face that could not be interpreted Zafir stared one by one the faces of his colleagues and then turned to the beautiful lecturer Bu called Chintya.

Many times he pulled his hair back, diverting his nerves from being the first.

Zafir accidentally opened the white peci, because once reprimanded Chintya to open the sprouts when the eyes of the lecturer.

Zafir remembers Chintya's message, so he doesn't need to be reminded a second time.

"It should be today that I present this paper with the girl whose name is listed on our cover, Ruth Alexa Firly. However, I can only express his apology so that friends and Ms. Chintya forgive all of Fely's caliphs during her life and become students" Zafir said heartbreakingly.

Auto Chintya who was initially indifferent and did not want to know the affairs of her students, raised her head to look at Zafir's face.

The look on his face suddenly changed in amazement, staring at the beauty of God's creature before him.

Regretting himself, just realized there was something kinclong in this class. All this time he really had no desire to look at the face of his students.

It could even be said that he never remembered one by one their names.

"I wish the sincerity of my friends for Fely's guilt, if the deceased has any connection with you to convey to me. God willing I will tell his heirs." Zafir's face was trying hard.

"Allow today I stand on behalf of Zafir Athallah Wijaya as well as for Ruth Alexa Firly," Zafir continued staring at Chintya.

The famous killer lecturer was as if collapsing defense hearing the opening of Zafir. Plus the charm of his face is not much different from the handsome oppa-oppa from Korea.

(Knowledge, Mrs Drakor's fan lecturer)

"I'm sorry, I can't rename Fely to anyone else because the paper was finished two days after Mrs Chintya split the topic" Zafir said

"OK, please," Chintya commented briefly, looking down busy with her notes.

Chintya again became a sok jaim because of her position as a lecturer while Zafir students.

Though he clearly admired the handsome face of Zafir.

Zafir began to explain the contents of his paper in as much detail as possible, not even a single one that he missed.

It was as if the contents of the paper were inside his brain.

"okay, anyone want to ask, support or give input?" chintya exclaimed as soon as Zafir finished presenting his paper.

The class is silent. No one intended to raise their hands because for them Zafir's explanation was very clear.

"Nothing, Mom. We are clear," exclaimed Boy as the class leader representing his other colleagues.

"Alright, enough. Zafir please return to your place," Chintya said making all the class residents stunned.

Just this time Chintya did not debate the work of her students. I don't know what's in the heart of that beautiful lecturer right now.

It all seems to be speechlass. No one dared to argue because Bu Chintya's remark was an unwritten rule.

His position as Dean of Management Prodi reinforces whatever he says.

****

"Fir, what kind of amulet does Bu Chintya have to do with you?" agus asked the student Chintya hated the most because the results of his work were never done.

Agus approached Zafir as soon as Bu Chintya left the classroom.

"Sontoloyo, there is no talisman" replied Zafir while not feeling funny with Agus's bad question.

"What pellet cake?" asked Rosa who was sitting behind Zafir as if he was coming to the club like Agus.

"You think I'm a shaman with pellets" replied Zafir.

"Or do you use a mahabbah what, anyway? Kok Bu Chintya to not argue anything. While my paper runs out he trashed. I can't answer anything" Rio lamented in annoyance.

"I don't use science, gaess. I don't have a fetish, I can't pellet, I don't understand the science of love like mahabbah and so on" explained Zafir who began to be mobbed by his classmates so much.

"Don't understand but you know, it's a science like that there is," cried another.

Zafir chuckled at hearing that. He does not deny the Mahabbah. It is not a secret either, if in the Qur'an there are certain readings to calm one's heart.

Zafir was also taught practices so that others would be attracted to him. However, there was nothing he had tested yet.

"Learn. Just one word of it," Zafir replied briefly.

"Huuuu," another exclaimed with a crowd. Auto laugh the whole class.

"Gue to the mosque first, ya gaeess ...," concluded Zafir disperse the crowd.

"Dragon's distance, watch for the virus still hanging around!" said Zafir reminded his friend who is still fun to encourage congregation.

The theme is still the same, the treatment of Bu Chintya who does not debate any of Zafir's papers.

During teaching, there has never been a history of beautiful lecturers that do not debate student presentations.

Zafir was the first student to make history. Auto is a hot trending topic between Zafir and Bu Chintya.

Various speculations have sprung up in the brains of Zafir's peers.

"Does Ma'am Chintya like Zafir?" whispered someone.

"Can be. Because what I've been hearing is still Mom Chintya," another stove.

"Old maid, dong," said Rani who happened to pass by.

"But pretty, right?" keep Rani.

"You guys don't haphazardly haphazard here. Watch out at Miss Chintya, you bet, you know!" remember Boy who passed by with Rani.

"Kok, I was horrified" they said at the same time

"Udah, ah. Look for another theme!" whisper them as they pass leaving Rani and Boy.

"Boy, it could be, yes, you." Rani's Stare.

Auto Boy just chuckles watching the reaction of his friends and Rani.

"Lunch, yuk! Laper, here. We'll interrogate Zafir again!" take Boy

"Just kid he can get away quietly from Bu Chintya. Uh, we're in finely chopped," Boy scolded.

"Meats, kaleee chopped," led Rani as she stepped away from Boy.

"Ran, wait!" squeaky Boy

"I feel bad, huh. Why did he leave me, huh?" muttered Boy walked faster following Rani.

****

In Musola, Zafir arrived at the exact time the azaan was proclaimed.

"Well," said someone she didn't know.

Zafir looked at the young man who greeted him, trying to recognize his face. However, he did not find an answer to the man's identity.

"Gue Aldi, next-door class boy." The young man introduced himself using a typical Jakarta accent.

"Gue's been seeing elo for a long time, even know the elo call of Boy," continued Aldi.

Zafir still did not respond to anything, he tried to digest everything that Aldi said.

Moreover, he just knew the young man, vigilance is always what he prioritizes. Not suudzon, but considering the world he had known and introduced his parents.

****

Who's Aldi?

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