When Your Love Knocks on the Door of My Heart
When Far From You
After several hours of accompanying the graduate student thesis exam, it was finally completed as well. I've been working on some papers that I've been using since noon.
"Next week's schedule won't be too late, Al" said Doctor Julianshah next to me. I laughed a little at the look on his face. Her thick glasses looked cute covering her disheveled face.
"Yes, sir. Sorry"
"That word is heard too often. Aren't you tired of saying that?"
"If for the Doctor I never get bored, sir" I said with a smile.
Doctor Juliansyah's voice snorted. The man approaching the number 60 shook his head.
"Hurry to get married, so that you become an adult and understand how to be responsible better" he said, looking at me.
"Hhhhh, if the father of reincarnation will be waiting for me" I said looking at his old face that was getting upset.
The few teachers who were with us laughed a little.
"Almira Basin. You think the world is a movie scenario" jihan said.
"I have a 10-year-old grandson. Do you want to wait for him, Al?" Doctor Juliansyah mocked me.
I grabbed my alma mater suit and backpack.
"Just wait for my invitation, Doctor. Good afternoon everyone. Love you, mbak Jihan" said as I stepped outside the large and magnificent exam room at university B.
I smiled at Doctor Juliansyah's snort. All of these senior lecturers at University B are like a very extraordinary second family. I am happy with them in advancing education through one of the faculties that I can.
As one of the young lecturers among them must always be ready to be the talk when talking, especially my status is still alone at the age of 27 years.
I still respond positively in every way, I believe my soul mate has been God determined in the way that God has prepared.
Passion, Almira. I whispered in my heart while smiling. Living life as it is is the best way to motivate yourself without the need to think about negative things.
What is Zen doing outside the city.I exhaled the air from my mouth. Ahhhh.feels fresh in my lung cavity.
At least, I try not to think about the negativity out there.
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"Mr Almira, it's there's the Headmaster's son's wedding reception invitation. I put it on mom's desk" the school guard greeted me in the hallway to the teacher's room this morning.
"Thank you, sir" I replied as I continued.
I deliberately came to school a little late because of my teaching hours at the fourth and fifth hours in the XI class of IPS 2. Today my schedule is not crowded only in High School and there is a meeting of friends wedding anniversary lecturers at one of the restaurants in this city.
The school atmosphere was calm. This is what I love most about school. Quiet and comfortable. His fellow teachers and school residents are as good as a big family. Teenage kids guidancekupun like friends who really appreciate each other.
I miss Zen very much. Very nice young man and very mixed with whatever is around him. Young and charismatic.
"I'm older than you, Zen. When I am not what I am today, will you remain faithful beside me?" I was alone with Zen.
Zen laughed without a burden.
"You want me to seduce you into saying something that pleases your heart or something that makes your heart comfortable?" zen asked while holding my finger in his grasp.
"Zen.." I reprimanded looking into his eyes.
"Two is for sure, honey. But loyalty is a price that cannot be exchanged for anything. I don't promise you, but I'll make sure the man in front of you will always make you happy" Zen smiled sweetly.
"You just need to instill that confidence in you" he continued with high confidence.
I can only smile a little. I'm moved. The 18-year-old was completely different when he was with me and when he was with his classmates.
He will turn into a grown man when he is with me or with his co-workers. And will look very teenage when together with friends his age at school.
Amazed????
For sure. Getting a special young man like Zen is a fortune.
The attitude of responsibility and leadership has been seen in his figure since childhood.
Since childhood???..ahhhhh, I did not think that the small handsome figure that always stuck and looked at me with his beautiful face was now transformed into an extraordinary figure.
I smile and feel happy with Zen.
"Mother Hanifah.." I smiled broadly "What's the news?" I asked to see Ms. Hanifah smiling and sitting casually.
"Good news always, Ms. Almira" he replied as if there was something to say.
"Alhamdulillah. Did I look dreamy earlier, ma'am?" I half whispered. I'm embarrassed as usual, it's Hanifah ma'am who will rebuke me if I look dumb and lack concentration.
Ms. Hanifah laughed.
"No.." she said while fixing the location of her hijab. "There's something you want to talk about" he said, getting serious.
I smiled and nodded.
"Please, ma'am" I smiled politely.
"But Almira ma'am don't take it personally..."
I furrowed my brows a little confused and felt uncomfortable.
"God does not, ma'am. Please. I'm ready to listen"
Ms. Hanifah smiled a little.
"There's a teacher friend who's 34. Still alone, well-established, handsome, and kind" Ms. Hanifah shifted her seat.
"If Ms. Almira pleases she wants to get acquainted. He's looking for a life companion or wife. I think it might fit with Almira's mom. But sorry this is just an offer, ma'am, no offense" ma'am Hanifah hurriedly touched my hand and apologized.
I smiled and returned his hand. Although I feel a little uncomfortable but I should be able to muffle the feeling in my heart. Hhhhhh. Suddenly I feel like an unskilled item. Haduh...
"If Ms. Almira feels uncomfortable apologize ma'am" Ms. Hanifah fell silent.
"It's okay, ma'am. Doesn't matter. I'm sorry too, ma'am. I can't because there are some things I still have to do. I don't mind, do you?" I tried to subtly refuse.
No one knows my relationship with Zen except for our family and Fiona my best friend at home. Surely I should appreciate the efforts of some friends who are well-intentioned to me.
Ms. Hanifah smiled. There was a hint of disappointment and discomfort on his face.
"It's okay, ma'am. Just my advice would be for Almira to think carefully. We don't know who our soul mate is, but if we try to God be made easy for it"
"Yes, mom. Pray for me, mom. May God ease the way in that direction. Thanks for the advice" I grabbed Hanifah's hand.
I stepped next to her and hugged her body with an apology I could not utter.
"Don't be angry, bun" I said, kissing her cheek.
Ms. Hanifah smiled as she patted the back of my arm.
"It's okay. Later if Ms. Almira changed her mind and there is free time to tell ya..who knows mate"
Hmmmmm.again there is a tone of emphasis at the end of that sentence.
I laughed and nodded. Ms. Hanifah said back to her desk. Some teachers greeted me with laughter.
I packed up the stuff on my desk, closed the laptop and tidied it up in my beloved backpack.
At exactly 2:30 I stepped home from the teacher's room at B High School. Ms. Hanifah did not say hello when we passed each other in the parking lot. Ahhh..Maybe Hanifah's mom was busy with her HP earlier so she didn't see me.My whisper in my heart is encouraging.
But it felt like that change in a fraction of a minute had passed. Passion, Almira. Keep smiling.Tomorrow everything will improve again. I smiled encouragingly at myself and ran my beloved matic motorcycle out onto the crowded highway.
City B in the afternoon ahead of home work is creeping. Usually in front of a bus stop about 100 meters from school, Zen will be waiting for me. It has been approximately 4 months he spoiled me in such a way.
Pick me up with his car and let my motorbike drive the driver home.
And Mr. Bram will always give me a long advice when I get home when he hands me the keys.
"Hurry to marry Zen, son of Almira. It's not good to date too long" that's the message of Mr. Bram who is always packed with different sentences every day.
I can only nod and say thank you. Mr. Bram never smiles if there's nothing funny or makes him really sued for it.
My mind wanders into things. A long horn surprised me. Silver colored car flicked in my deoan with a distance that made me suddenly braked as hard as possible so that the sound of the tire stuck deliberately made a shock to my motor maticku.
There was a sense of annoyance and shock immeasurably that made my body feel hot.
