He's Not A Bad Boy
Chapter 23 - Beautiful

A few months later.

Khaira walked quickly down the stairs while carrying her slightly large backpack. Her skirt-clad footsteps now led the girl to the dining table where Zafran, Ainun, Oma Sofi, and Umar had been waiting for her since then for breakfast together.

"You stayed up all night, huh, honey? You're late waking up." Ainun helped to spoon the fried rice to the plate in front of Khaira.

"Yes, Ma. Khaira's practicum reports are numerous" Khaira replied. "Enough, enough, Ma," continued Khaira stopped the mother who was about to return to pour rice on her plate.

"Well, what's the food so much, honey?" tanya Oma Sofi who looked at the contents of Khaira's plate just a little, like a dieter.

"Khaira hastened again, Oma, Khaira has no practicum" replied Khaira as she put food in her mouth.

"Umar, do you want your sister to go to school? If you want a sneak," asked Khaira to the sister who is still focused on living her breakfast.

"I was escorted by Papa alone, more calm and peaceful, if the same brother who hastily gini, later arrived at school my hair is irregular again because of riding a motorcycle amateur racer like Brother," reject Umar, making Khaira immediately round the eyes to the Junior High.

"What the hell? You should be grateful that even if your hair is messy, you can get to school safe and intact, which means I'm a professional racer."

Khaira ended her breakfast by drinking the milk that Ainun had prepared and bailed to the four and endured it one by one. The girl ran back to her motorcycle and started to drive away from her yard.

A few minutes later, Khaira arrived at his campus. Yes, Khaira has made her choice through Istikharah prayer, and that choice is to study at a top university in her hometown.

Khaira ran towards the laboratory while taking out a special lab coat that she would use during the practicum. However, due to not paying attention to the road, the girl accidentally hit a man until both fell.

"Astaghfirullah, sorry, sorry, I was in a hurry earlier, Brother." Khaira immediately got up while picking up the bags and special lab clothes that had fallen to the floor.

"It's okay, I'm also wrong for not seeing the road" said the man.

Khaira caught a glimpse of the man then took a break and ran back to the lab. Unbeknownst to him, the man commented a smile while looking at Khaira who was getting away.

"Beautiful" he said slowly, then resumed his path to class.

Time continues until it does not feel practicum time has been completed. Khaira decided to head straight to the campus mosque considering the dzuhur prayer time was only a few minutes away.

"Ra, finally met you here too."

The new Shaza came directly embracing Khaira's shoulders. It just so happened that he attended the same campus as Khaira, only their majors were different, Khaira of medicine and Shaza majored in gourmetry.

Adhan began to reverberate, one by one students came to the mosque to fulfill their obligations. When the congregational prayers were finished, Khaira and Shaza decided to go straight to the canteen to fill their stomachs that began to rumble.

The two girls are now eating together in the corner of the canteen facing each other. They enjoyed their lunch so voraciously, especially Khaira who was very hungry because her breakfast was only a little earlier this morning.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, can we join?" ask a man who came with his friend.

Khaira and Shaza, who had been eating and telling stories, looked up and found two handsome men at his side. Not directly answering, the two girls stared at each other and asked for consideration through the gaze of the eyes.

"That's a damn thing, can you, right?" The other man asked because he never got an answer from the two girls.

"Eh, yes please," Shaza replied quickly, then moved to Khaira's side. The two men immediately took their places in front of them.

"It was you, wasn't it?" ask one of the men while looking at Khaira.

"Yes right, brother," replied Khaira, she knew that the man was her senior, but she did not know his name.

"My name is Dito, what is your name?" he asked the man and extended his hand towards Khaira.

Khaira looked at Dito's hand for a moment, for some reason she suddenly remembered the first man who had ever acted the same as Dito. His typical smile and how the man always followed him.

"Astaghfirullah, why is he missing again?

Khaira clenched both of her palms in front of her chest. "Khaira," he said then he held Shaza's silent arm beside him. "And this is Shaza," he continued, introducing the friend.

Dito pulled back his hand while smiling. "Ah, sorry," he said, then embraced his best friend who was also beside him. "And this is Rangga, my classmate," he continued.

For a moment the atmosphere returned to silence because the two girls chose silence. "Em, you're a freshman in medical school, right? It's the first time I've seen you, but it's been a few months since the lecture activity was active again" said Dito.

"Yes, I'm a freshman, sis," replied Khaira smiling awkwardly.

"You too?" Rangga now asked Shaza.

"No, Brother. I'm in the department of gourmetry" replied Shaza.

The four people continued to chat until their food ran out. Khaira and Shaza finally decided to return to their classes.

"Where? She's pretty, isn't she?" ask Dito to Rangga.

"Yes, she is beautiful, but her friend is no less beautiful as well as it turns out," replied Rangga while commenting on a smile.

"I will make sure, in a few weeks he will be my lover," said Dito so sure.

Rangga laughed at Dito's words. The truth is, girls hijab and take care of themselves like Khaira, would not want to be invited to date, let alone the same Dito, of course, the playboy male who made his level and educational background as a trapper of the female heart.

"Don't, bro, he won't. There you will be ashamed of yourself for being rejected for the first time," said Rangga.

Dito did not believe the words of his best friend, he was very sure if he would succeed because so far no woman has been able to reject his charm. Not wanting to lose, the man also made a bet with his best friend, if he succeeded then Rangga had to pay him as much as 50 million. On the contrary, if he lost, then he would have to pay 100 million to Rangga. Rangga gladly accepted it.

***

Elsewhere, a man was focusing on self-taught Arabic in the library. For more than a year in pesantren, he was able to understand the basics of Arabic, so it was not too difficult for him to learn the language more deeply.

"Hi, Boy." A hijab girl suddenly sat beside him. "Hows it? Do you want me to teach you Arabic? It's easy, surely you will be faster to master Arabic if I teach you directly, " said the girl in Indonesian with a smile.

Boy only glanced at the girl with his tail and did not give any response, upsetting the girl.

"Boy, what's wrong with you, anyway? I'm always wrong, am I wrong, are you?" asked the girl in a high voice, making everyone in the library stare at her.

"If you want to make a fuss, please come out" said Boy coldly, without turning his head in his direction.

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