Aksara For Arsyilla
It's Like a Secret Husband

Upon arriving at the parking lot of the Engineering faculty campus, all students got off the bus one by one. Because the day also began to be late, the students also say goodbye to Arsyilla to leave the campus.

"We say we go straight home, ma'am" said Ryan, the class leader representing the others.

Arsyilla nodded, "Yes, see you in class next week" she replied, smiling at the students.

Because in the campus area, Aksara and Arsyilla must maintain a distance. So Aksara, the hiatus student chose to join other students. The man appeared to be sitting on a wooden bench in front of the Engineering faculty. Actually in addition to waiting for Arsyilla who must stop by the Office of Business first, Aksara also wants to make sure Arsyilla remains safe. Even this time Ravendra was in the Detention House, but it could have been his Papa, Om Darren, coming to Arsyilla again. Just in case, Aksara preferred to wait for Arsyilla right in front of the Engineering faculty.

Almost ten minutes waiting, Arsyilla finally came out. The woman smiled as she saw that there was an Aksara that was seen sitting on a bench made of wood that was in front of the Engineering faculty.

While Aksara herself, a little relieved had returned seeing Arsyilla walking towards her. The man then stood up and carried his backpack on one back, then entered first into his car.

After that, Arsyilla followed and entered the Aksara car while looking right and left first. Ensure that the atmosphere around it is safe.

"Entering into the car alone can't be together," Aksara grumbled abruptly.

Arsyilla just smiled and looked at Aksara's face while putting on her seatbelt. "How else, this is the campus area" said Arsyilla now.

Aksara then sighed, "If I'm a gini, I feel like a secret husband" he lamented again.

Not angry or jutek, Arsyilla actually laughed at the complaints from Aksara. "Well how else? The rules will apply as long as we are on campus. In this area that applies I am still a Lecturer, and you are a student," said Arsyilla who seemed to want her position as a Lecturer and Student respectively.

The man seemed to only be able to shake his head. There are times when marrying his own Lecturer just makes him like a secret husband hidden his identity. However, indeed the second agreement at the beginning of the marriage is to maintain distance while in the campus environment.

"Can the Lecturer not marry his student?" tanya Aksara now while driving her car through the streets of the capital.

"Actually may. There is only a code of ethics that governs the relationship between Lecturers and Students. Fear if there is a personal relationship, the assessment does not become objective, but it becomes subjective," explained Arsyilla now to Aksara.

"Then, did your assessment of me change because I'm your husband?" ask Aksara again to Arsyilla.

The woman shook her head, "Of course not. I will be objective to all students, including you," replied Arsyilla confidently.

All grades obtained by students must be assessed based on the standard of competence achieved by each student. For that reason, Arsyilla will not involve his feelings personally to Aksara.

Hearing Arsyilla's explanation, Aksara nodded her head, "Thank God, I hope so too. Don't treat me special, because I don't want to. I want to graduate from Architectural Engineering because of my ability," he said this time.

"If that's what you want, then I will support you" Arsyilla said this time.

Until it was not felt that the car driven by Aksara had arrived in his apartment. The man got off first and started opening the car door for Arsyilla. "Come, come down" he said.

Arsyilla smiled and started getting out of the car. The woman walked by following Aksara. Because of the long footsteps of Aksara, Arsyilla seemed unable to follow the footsteps of Aksara. Arsyilla was a few meters behind her. Finally, Aksara chose to stop his steps and extend his hand to Arsyilla.

"Come on, don't let you get left behind" he said.

"I'm not a child" he said with a laugh.

However, the characters are also ignorant. He chose to carry one hand of Arsyilla in his grasp and started to walk slowly. "If it's like this, I look like a real husband. On campus, I look like a secret husband" she said with a sigh from her nose.

Again Arsyilla actually laughed, "You know how else, one of his own students was brave enough to marry his lecturer," he said with his eyes staring at Aksara.

"That seems to be the biggest mistake of my life, but I don't regret it. If I can finally marry you," she said with confidence.

Once inside her apartment, the two had just entered the apartment, Aksara immediately locked the door and she immediately clutched Arsyilla's body in her arms.

"I miss ..," he said, closing his eyes and smelling the fragrance of the combination of Orange, Melati, Rose, and Vanilla. The aroma is soft and impressed so feminist.

The man again seemed to let out a sigh, "I'm tired of being your secret husband on campus" he said this time.

"Concealed how?" ask Arsyilla then to Aksara.

"On campus, we have to be normal. I want to show you my care" he said.

Arsyilla then unraveled Aksara's hand from her waist, the woman then turned her stand and now looked at the man standing before her. "It has to be like this first" he replied.

"How long?" ask Aksara.

"Until you graduate" replied Arsyilla.

"Is my graduation price important?" ask Aksara again.

Arsyilla then nodded, "Yes, because after you graduate and graduate, there is no longer a code of conduct between students and lecturers that governs us both. Go to your college with all your heart and graduate soon" said Arsyilla this time gently.

He really is like a lecturer who is guiding students. However, indeed Arsyilla really wanted to see the man standing before her pass.

"Well, but .. doesn't mean we're forever like this, right?" ask Aksara suddenly.

Arsyilla then blinked, "How is this?" tanyakanya.

The script then points to the two adjoining rooms, "that," he pointed out. Aksara then looked at Arsyilla, "Sleep one room with me" she asked this time.

Funny request from an adult man like Aksara. However, Arsyilla shook her head, "Don't want to. It's just that I'm still not ready," I'm honest.

"Why not ready yet? We've even been together for almost two months" the Aksara complained now.

"I have to make sure of myself first" replied Arsyilla.

Yes, Arsyilla felt that even if she felt comfortable with Aksara, but she wanted to make sure that there was love in her heart. He did not want to be rash, for him the marriage relationship he wanted was like the relationship of Mama and Papa, where the two became figures who filled each other's water tank love together.

Hearing Arsyilla's reply, Aksara then looked at his wife's face, "Are you still not sure?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, I'm sorry it's just that marriage and domestic life aren't a mess. We must understand our feelings, put aside our passions, and fill each other's tanks of love's water. At least that's what Mama and Papa always advised," he replied with confidence.

Again, Aksara looked at Arsyilla with a meaningful look. What Arsyilla's parents had advised was right, not wrong. But how much longer will he have to wait. Recalling Arsyilla's promise a few weeks ago, Aksara then nodded.

"Well, I'll wait .. and keep your promise when Ravendra's trial verdict comes out later." Aksara spoke by staring at Arsyilla.

Finally the woman nodded, "Hmm, okay .. alright. One more week. But why is a week not too soon?" asked Arsyilla with a laugh.

However, Aksara just frowns there. "Just share a room, I'm not gonna fuck around. Tonight sleep with me" she asked this time.

Presumably indeed Aksara was a persistent warrior with a spirit of 45. A little gap he will try to win Arsyilla.

"Alright, tonight well .. but, there are conditions," replied Arsyilla this time.

"What?" ask Aksara.

"Tell me about our childhood" he asked this time. Yeah, not a hard thing. Arsyilla still wants to hear her second childhood story.

The characters finally nodded. If only limited to telling his second childhood, then he did not mind at all. As long as you can be with Arsyilla tonight, telling tens of thousands of words is not a problem for Aksara.