I'm Not an Old Virgin

I'm Not an Old Virgin
Season II: Mahligai of Love (Chapter 7.9)


"Assynogaal?" Greetings Ustazah Nur who just returned after completing his affairs. He walked into the dormitory staff room with various books in his arms full of useful knowledge.


"Mosur." Everyone's answer is not compact.


Coincidentally Ustad Vano and Ustad Azam have just stood up to want∆×\~ retreat. They cross paths with the object 'reason' they sit here for a while.


On the other hand, the 'reason' object looked astonished at the existence of Ustad Vano and Ustad Azam because they had just spoken a few hours ago.


"We meet again, Ustad." Sapa Ustazah Nur was polite after carefully placing the books he had previously embraced on his desk.


Ustad Vano nodded lightly, "This time we came here to settle a case created by a santriwati." Obviously Ustad Vano is back in a bad mood.


If he remembered the cctv footage in his room, Ustad Vano's heart was not willing because his territory could be entered by a person of the opposite sex. Especially when viewed from the war, the santriwati had bad intentions to enter the work room Ustad Vano.


Ustazah Nur was clearly shocked. When judged by the expression of Ustad Vano, he concluded that this problem must be very serious especially if the male dormitory staff must intervene.


"Astagfirullah, may I know what case was created by our guidance counsellor?" Ustazah Nur is the chief of staff of the girls dormitory and he is clearly embarrassed because one of his guidance children is making trouble.


Ustad Azam generously explained."He sneaks into a male high school and tries to break into Ustad Vano's study. Ustazah, all the movements of the santriwati have been recorded clearly and well on cctv. If Ustazah Nur wants to see it then look for Ustazah Laila because we just handed the tape to him."


Ustazah Laila is now in the living room with Sari to wait for the arrival of Sari's parents and has not had time to contact Ustazah Nur about this issue.


"Astagfirullah.how could no one tell me this serious matter?" Ustazah Nur's forehead wrinkled.


He fixed his glasses looking restless and uncomfortable.


"This problem we will solve today, Ustad Vano can be sure." Ustazah Nur's promise with a small smile.


Ustad Vano again just nodded unwilling to prolong the problem. Moreover, Ustazah Nur today had helped him earlier so he did not want to suppress Ustazah Nur.


"I've given everything to the boarding school, whatever decision is given I hope this incident does not happen again in the future."


Ustad Vano then glanced at the red face of Ai who was still down but not as deep as when they were sitting on the sofa. From where he stood Ustad Vano could see the delicate vibrations of Ai's beautiful long eyelashes.


"Ustazah Nur, thank you for your help today. I'm so glad Ustazah helped me out this afternoon."


Ustazah Nur then looked towards Ai, Mega, and Asri who were now still subdued politely. He smiled lightly, nodding politely to Ustad Vano.


"To repay Ustazah's kindness today I will send gifts to Ustazah from my city. I also wish Ustazah would help me send those little souvenirs to them." Ustad Azam said with a flat face, but his eyes clearly showed warmth.


These two famously cold Ustad why suddenly pay attention to a new santri who is still not clear about his nature and attitude?


Did they know each other before?. Batin Ustazah Nur guesses.


After a short conversation, Ustad Vano and Ustad Azam greeted everyone. Then, they with light and straight steps walked out of the staff room of the girls dorm office. When passing Ai, Ustad Vano deliberately lowered his gaze, glancing at Ai briefly before re-aligning his gaze as if he had never done anything.


Unlike Ustad Vano who acted vaguely, Ustad Azam actually blatantly turned his head to look at Mega under the pretext of pretending to observe the surroundings.


No one would have thought that Ustad Vano and Ustad Azam's famous anti-women turned out to be secretly stealing glances at the new santriwati who knew nothing. Ai and Mega were obviously nervous so they did not dare to raise their heads.


They actually dared to raise their heads after making sure the sound of footsteps Ustad Vano and Ustad Azam was really far away. Silently silent, they each saw a straight back that contrasted with that cold feeling.


No one knows what the two of them are thinking but there is no happiness there.


It's just a wound for wishful thinking that was broken before it could become a reality.


Seriate..


Follow the flow, please.


I want to explain a little. Perhaps the novel will go through a long process as it will involve seniors, friends, family, and even love. So I hope you guys want to understand him.


It's a teen novel, no longer about the household. Love in the world of teenagers is common especially if shackled boarding school and involves perfect or imperfect physical affairs.


In this position you should try to imagine being in the position of Ai. He was born different, obviously. Even if the person he likes secretly gives attention, of course, Ai does not immediately accept it raw because once again he is not perfect.


He's disabled and he's different.


In addition there is Mega. Despite being cold and indifferent, he also had doubts within himself. He was once injured for being too hopeful with a favored man, in addition he had to compete directly with the 'reason' why the injury existed so his journey in the boarding house was definitely not easy.


Asri. He is a cheerful person but no one knows with his heart. He was a country boy, not from the rich. In his silence he harbored doubt over himself who was born from among the poor.


Briefly this was the situation of the three of them in the future. I hope to be able to put it in writing satisfactorily and not disappoint.


When exactly I finished I don't know.I basically just planned this. Maybe. maybe next month can be completed 🍁


Oh yeah, sorry I just can up now is not as promised because my brother was rushed to the hospital for childbirth. So when I wrote a little bit, I apologized again.