
This afternoon, Arsyilla is again preparing to teach a class in Planning and Architectural Design for students in the 7th semester. Not just teaching, but at the same time Arsyilla will announce the Field Trip that will be carried out by all Semester 7 students in his class. All students who follow this Field Trip are expected to get a real picture of the design of a building and this time Arsyilla is thinking of bringing its students to see the historical value building located in two cities at once.
“Good day everyone,” greet Arsyilla to her students.
The lecturer developed a smile on his face and observed the faces of his students who had already filled the class. Then it was as if Arsyilla's eyes were looking for a figure who was used to being a bench occupant in the back row that was not visible. Yes, Arsyilla's looking for her husband. Could it be that Aksara did not take classes that afternoon and ditched.
Arsyilla sighed and walked up to the Lecturer's table, how shocked the woman was when she found Aksara sitting right in front of the Lecturer's table. Of course this is a big surprise. Didn't think that the student and her husband this time chose to sit in the front row.
Arsyilla's eyes seemed to be ringing with Aksara's eyes and apparently the student pu slightly smiled and nodded his head faintly.
“There are absences today?” arsyilla asked with a student presence in her hand.
“Kak Aksara has not entered it looks like a Bu, usually behind right,” said Ryan, the class leader.
Apparently the person who felt his name was mentioned immediately raised his hand, “I'm here Ryan,” as well. Tell Ryan and the other students that Aksara is now sitting in the front row.
“Loh, Tumben Kak sitting there, usually in the back,” said Ryan.
Some other students were quite surprised when they found out that Aksara was sitting in the front row.
“My eyes are troubled, in order to see clearly the teaching of Ms. Arsyilla, I sat in front,” her alibi at that time.
My God, maybe Aksara was one of those students who was so easy to find an alibi. Though his eyes were not troubled at all, but the man quickly used the excuse.
Arsyilla laughed inwardly listening to her husband's reasons, maybe after school, Arsyilla will buy glasses for her husband.
“Alright .. hopefully sitting in front of his view more clearly well,” said Arsyilla which is certainly just a mere formality.
“Thank you Ms. Arsyilla,” sahut Aksara.
After the start of the lesson Arsyilla explained the teaching material by using a presentation slide displayed through the LCD projector. Actually, Arsyilla felt more stubborn now when a pair of eyes Aksara looked at him so sharply. However, Arsyilla had to acknowledge the heart and situation of the class at the same time. Do not let, her husband's pair of eyes just disperse all the preparation in teaching.
Until finally 120 minutes have passed, Arsyilla is now about to make an announcement related to Field Trip to its students.
“Before this class I have already. I want to tell you first that next week we will be doing a Field Trip to two cities at once. For that, all students please be prepared. We went for three days and visited Jogjakarta and Surakarta, there is a common thread that connects these two historic cities in Indonesia and at the same time we learn to design buildings that are of historical value in these two cities. Students who need written permission can contact Ryan, I will give a notification letter to parents well. On Thursday, we will leave together from this campus and we will go to Jogjakarta by Train,” explained Arsyilla to its students.
As usual, some students showed a happy look, some showed ordinary expressions, and also laughed. From the front of the class, Arsyilla could see all the expressions of the students.
“Good Mom,” sahut the students simultaneously.
After that, Arsyilla invited students to go home and prepare for Field Trip next week. Arsyilla immediately cleaned her desk and also prepared to go home. Apparently Aksara also opted out most recently from that classroom.
“Anyone want to help?” ask with lirih.
“Not .. I can, Brother,” said Arsyilla no less shrivelled as well.
While Arsyilla himself also walked following the student calmly and as if not causing a rash among the students and other lecturers. Until arriving at the Engineering faculty parking lot, Arsyilla looked to the right and left first. Making sure that it was safe, then the woman rushed into the Aksara car.
“Ah, relieved,” he said as he leaned his back on the co-driver's seat that afternoon.
“Why?” ask Aksara suddenly.
“Fear of being caught, Brother,”.
Because it is still in the campus environment, of course Arsyilla is afraid if caught by others. What if there are people he doesn't know spying on him and spreading rumors that aren't on campus.
Aksara then smiled, “Aman-safe. You take it easy,” suhut Aksara.
Arsyilla then nodded, then the woman narrowed her eyes to look at her husband's face, “Kak ... please dong, do not sit at the front of the kayak. I'm groggy,” said Arsyilla suddenly.
Silly indeed, only this time a Lecturer admitted that he felt groggy in front of his students. After all, how Arsyilla is not groggy, if every movement she teaches in front of the class is stared so closely by the student and her husband.
“Nothing .. I let it be more sintered because it sits in front of this Lecturer Bu. Noting this My Sexy Lecturer,” she replied with a wink of one of her eyes.
Arsyilla's hand moved and hit her husband's arm, “Gosh. Ihh, before me,” said Arsyilla.
Both of them laughed, the car felt noisy with the laughter of both. However, honestly Aksara actually likes to see the smile of his wife is so sweet.
“Say I always sit in the back. Yes already, from today I will sit in front, in front of you,” he said.
“Don't dong Kak, I'm really groggy loh. Seriously.” Again Arsyilla said that Aksara sitting in front of him actually made him groggy.
“Just relax Honey .. Just think of me as your student when on campus. Take it easy, I also pay the most attention to you. It is quite nice to shower your sweet face from a short distance for 120 minutes,” Aksara replied so easily.
Again Arsyilla's hand moved and hit her husband's arm. “If you talk really easy, before I will be,” now he said.
“Sebel but love right?” ask Aksara.
“No, sebel. Hate,” reply Arsyilla quickly.
“It's okay. Hate is really love. Udah do not manyun that, your lips make gales if you are so manyunin like that,” reply Aksara again.
Arsyilla also rotated her eyeballs lazily. Choose to turn his eyes to the side of the window of his car. Maybe Arsyilla will try not to groggy when teaching classes with her husband who sits in the front row.
“Gini has her own student husband. One class only, make groggy,” said Arsyilla. The woman sighed in a breath that felt heavy.
Unlike the characters who actually laugh, “Enjoy just Darling .. cringe-fun. I even have my own teacher's wife. My Lecturer My Wife's. Oh, less ... My Sexy Lecturer,” replied the man while shuffling the top of his wife's head.