When Your Love Knocks on the Door of My Heart

Day Without you here

Just as I finished my studies in XI grade IPA 2, the break bell has rung. I tidied up the learning tools that I used to provide student materials.

Some of the students had said goodbye when they saw me still tidying up my equipment.

Three girls were still sitting in his place and close together. Every now and then whispered towards his friend who I could vaguely catch that they were going to say something to me. But I tried to wait without asking.

As I prepared to step out of class one of them held my arm.

"Mother Almira, wait..."

I stopped my steps. Turn around and look at her pretty face.

"Alona Princess." I spelled the sign on her shirt with a smile.

Alona looked down for a moment and looked at me unblinking.

"Is there anything important you want to talk to mom about?" I looked at the two friends of Alona who were looking at me as well. They looked at each other for a moment without a sound.

"alright. Do you want to talk here or in another room?" I made an offer. I saw Alona weigh and nod in agreement.

"In the UKS room yes, ma'am" she asked quickly. I'm nodding.

"Fifteen minutes" I stepped out of the classroom directly into the UKS room located at the end of the building. The room was indeed rather quiet, except for certain moments used by students.

I put my backpack on the chair and sat quietly, thinking and asking in my heart what Alona and her friends wanted to talk about.

"Assalamualaikum.excuse me, ma'am" Alona and her team knocked on the door of the UKS room.

"Get in.." I let them in.

Alona sat on the chair right in front of me after I paused. Two of his friends sat a little far away.

"Mom, earlier Alona apologized. Alona just wanted to ask about Zen"

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My heart is uncomfortable. Prejudice and prejudices began to roll in my head. The pretty face of Alona.

"Mom doesn't understand. What do you want to ask about Zen?"

"Alona Zen's lover, ma'am" chirped one of her friends sitting by the door. I looked over, The Goddess immediately threw her face away.

"What does this mean...?" I guessed something I didn't want.

"Alona doesn't want to be disrespectful to mom. Honestly these past few months Zen's attitude changed to Alona, ma'am. Some friends saw that Zen was close to mother"

I took a slow breath.

"Mother is one of the teachers of the national exam XII class. And the students of XII class are not just Zen. Why can you be prejudiced that no-no?" I try to overcome this little thing, although actually many questions that I will ask Zen later if I return from out of town.

"Sorry, mom..." Alona looks agitated. "Actually Alona had seen Zen's mother at that time. But Alona doesn't want to ask Zen"

I stared at the beautiful face of Zen age in front of me sharply.

"Mom ask can you answer honestly?"

Alona looked at me in shock. Two of his friends looked at me.

"You two should also be honest and don't make stories that smell like fairy tales. You understand what I mean, right?" press me a little hard.

"I mean mom...?" Alona stood up from her seat. I looked at him with a smile. Do not let the pride and prestige of a teacher fall on the deoan of my own students.

"Calm down. You can sit down and answer mom's questions calmly and honestly of course" I shifted the stack of books slightly to the right of the table. I seriously.

"Do you have a special relationship with Zen?

A minute passed without a sound.

"Hmmmm. I think your silence is the answer that states that what you ask is not true. And you have a crush on Zen but you're not dating. If that's how what you're asking mom is pointless isn't it?, study well. You're still a long way off" I'm signaling you'll be out of the room.

"Wait, mom. I don't want you to be close to Zen" Alona spontaneously uttered her sentence while looking at me. I looked at him sharply and frowned at me.

"Alona, if Mr. Ahmad is an English teacher at this school and you also like him do you also forbid him to teach other students at this school?"

Alona silent. Two of his friends who I believe to be his supporters also quietly lowered their heads and said nothing. A few seconds of silence.

"alright. I think it's done. Take control of your emotions and be grateful for your every condition. I'm sure there's a lot of good-looking guys here or out there who want to get you. Because there is no shortage of you. Studying diligently, isn't that your goal in school"

I'm trying to give you advice.

"And you. If you are good and sincere friends, then you should remind each other in terms of kindness. Don't support each other for things that don't matter"

"Excuse us, buk" Goddess lowered her head. Yola just bowed without a word. I breathed a sigh of relief, though I could not deny there was fret in there that I would later ask Zen.

"Mother is always ready if you want to vent" I smiled and left the UKS room. There was discomfort in my heart.

It's a Zen problem. A Zen Pratama who has perfect value physically and financially is not impossible to be the target of beautiful women.

But a few months with him I felt safe. Never seen his flirtatious attitude. There is only his ABG behavior that sometimes appears and becomes his own entertainment for me.

His attitude is very mature if he is with me in some situations. Especially if some of his subordinates in the company or Pak Bima invite him to discuss his attitude really professional.

Uhh...Zen, I don't know what surprises I would face out there without you.

"Hayoo..Smiling continues, Ms. Almira" teased one of the senior teachers next to me. I laughed a little not taking it too seriously.

I came home early today and went straight to campus because there was a thesis tutoring schedule for non-regular students at my faculty.

"Don't be late, Almira. Because there will be Rector 3. Remember that!" so the message of Doctor Juliansyah two hours ago reminded.

I am a young lecturer who participates in a committee of examiners for students who do a thesis or final lecture activities for post-graduate. I feel happy and very happy because there will be a lot of knowledge that I get in various ways. Especially gather with great people who have great influence.

From school it only took 25 minutes to arrive at the big campus where I was teaching. I hurried to my room. There was still thirty minutes to prepare for the examination hall.

I straightened my body for a moment. I inhaled the cool air of my room while closing my eyes.

The shadow of Zen smiling with his ABG style flashed just like that.

"I miss you, Almira" she said last night via video call.

"What do you miss so much about me?" I smiled a little embarrassed.

"You were always spoiled for me. When we're both, your gestures always make me comfortable next to you"

"Hmmm...are you seducing me?"

"I'm not good at seducing you. If others don't know"

"Don't tell me there's a beautiful, young woman approaching you" I said. Zen laughed amusedly.

"Nobody wants to be with me. Because only you are the most beautiful in the world" he said with a seductive smile.

"Almira Rashad.." a clap of hands on my shoulders scattered all my beautiful daydreams. The round eyes of Jihan, the lecturer who handled the student thesis, did not blink at me.

"Your time's past five minutes, miss. The doctor is waiting for you" he said.

I quickly got up and tidied up my clothes and grabbed all the test needs today. With a small laugh I left Jihan's mother who was still nagging behind me.