Best Teacher And Me
Good People

Kila had already made an appointment with her two best friends to meet at a cafe. Ira who filed for a meeting because she felt bad about Kila, and Risa inevitably had to come too.

It had been fifteen minutes Kila was at the meeting place, but her two best friends never came. Kila was getting a little bored waiting.

When he wanted to contact his two best friends, someone asked him to chat. Kila was a bit shocked and put her phone back down. He was surprised to be visited suddenly like this, especially the one who came to him was Nabila.

"Crazy? It just so happens to meet here. Waiting for a friend, huh?" sapa Nabila's.

"Hehe, yes, Ma'am."

"Ooh, if that's the case, can I sit here until your friend comes? I should have waited for someone here too, but he just couldn't come now. Since I have already arrived, I have finally entered. Fill the stomach first, hehe. No papa, right?"

"Yes, not papa. Please, Ma'am. My speed is also coming, oh, there's a message too. Turns out my friend will be late," welcome Kila kindly. What kind of coincidence is this? Ira and Risa tell him to come late, and the person Nabila will meet also does not come. Indeed Irsyad had told about Nabila that night, but meeting him now certainly makes awkward.

"Message me first, will you?" bargain Nabila. Kila nodded and ordered. He only bought drinks until two of his best friends came. He did not want to show Kila's hobby of eating in front of Nabila, because from the beginning they were not too familiar.

They talk about the activities that each does. And then it ends with talking about the couple. The two began to be familiar, probably because of the humble and easy going nature of Nabila.

"By the way, you've got a boyfriend, huh?" Kila stopped drinking the juice she ordered earlier. Nabila seemed to dare to ask that, surely he did not know that Kila was married, thought Kila. Fortunately, Kila did not show any overreactions like choking or so on. He wants to close his status with Irsyad until he knows very well what the character of Nabila is like.

Kila was confused to answer him, until the atmosphere was silent for a moment.

"Udah, don't answer. I know, people like you don't want to date." Right, but less precise guess.

"Eh, but you know what, don't you? There are so many people who like you secretly. My old friend, until my junior likes you. Evidently every time you pass by, their eyes do not stop looking at you, although you sometimes look down if not the same two friends who usually accompany you," continued Nabila enthusiastically.

"Great pity to my organization. He doesn't know that you're the one who doesn't want to date, but he wants to get you. He also said he saw us taking photos together at graduation. Then because you seem difficult to approach or just be invited to talk, he finally asked for help, deh, to me. He asked me to be a matchmaker, help him get close to you. I just can't recognize you, can I? We're close now too." Nabila ended with a friendly smile. The distance between Kila and herself was reduced. Naturally, he acted like a friend who had long known Kila.

"The victory of Mbak who should dare to come. Don't rely on others, if that's not the man her name is," Kila replied rather jokingly.

"Hahahaha, yes, it is also you. Later I'll take it to my friend, deh," Nabila laughs regardless.

"If you have a partner, do you?" it was Kila's turn to ask.

"Aaa.., I'd be embarrassed to be asked that way about you."

"If you feel objection to answer, do not need to answer papa, kok, Mbak. Some people must think of couples as privacy issues."

"No, not that, really. I'm willing to answer. Actually, it's kind of hard for me to have a relationship of some kind. Look at your own parents' experiences. But if there is a person who likes. Unfortunately, that person never showed his interest in me. So love claps one hand, deh. Haha." Nabila smiled again, but this time it was like doing it to cover up her sad feelings.

"Duh.., sorry yes, Ma'am. I don't know if this question makes you have to remember something unpleasant."

Because Kila showed a confused look, Nabila smiled faintly and immediately told Kila.

"Sir Irsyad. I like Mr. Irsyad. You don't feel disgusted, yeah."

How surprised Kila was to hear such a confession from Nabila. How else? Two people of different types often together in one activity, surely one of them is saving the taste to the other. And Nabila is the proof. Irsyad and Nabila often have meetings, even if only for work, still Irsyad's character can make Nabila fall in love with him.

"Aa..a., Mr. Irsyad, huh? It's okay, ma'am. I love it anyway." Kila lied, the proof that he could not look into Nabila's eyes when he said it. He diverted the chaos in his heart by doing other activities, drinking back the drink he had ordered.

"I think you will be disgusted earlier," said Nabila relieved.

"Oiya, I want us to be friends, okay? I also want to be close to his family Mr. Irsyad. But not because I want to cheat by asking you to persuade Mr. Irsyad to like me too. I just love Mr. Irsyad's personal nature, and his family is also good in personal nature. Besides, if I can't make Mr. Irsyad like to come back to me, I still have good friends like you. I want to be close to a lot of good people" said Nabila, smiling kindly.

"So friend, huh? Well, I can, anyway," Kila responded.

"Well..., if so, I can ask for your contact, right? I'd like to see you again sometime, I'd like to talk a lot more." Kila nodded. Then immediately tell Nabila his number.

Done by asking Kila for contact, Nabila got a chat message from his phone.

"If I have been told to go home with my mom, then. Thanks for the contact. Thanks for being my friend too. I'll call you back through the contact you love again, that's okay, right?"

"Yes, Mommy."

"If so, I go first, yes. The drug!"

Outside, when Nabila comes out, he runs into Ira and Risa. The two friends of Kila seemed indifferent, because they were busy chatting while heading to Kila.

While Kila, since Nabila left him, he seemed to think of many things. Unknowingly he had already dived deep into the bottom of his mind, daydreaming of the honest statements of a good person like Nabila.

"Kil's! Why daydream? Bored of waiting, huh? Sorry yes, because the motorbike Ira the tires leaked earlier. So, we have to go to the workshop first."

"Yes, sorry, yes, Akil."

"It's okay. I'm no longer that daydream, really. Something I think about."

"What are you daydreaming about?" Both worried.

"Nothing, anyway. You don't have to worry, it's not a big deal."

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