Lecturer & Rector
Graceful Failure

*Farhan Residence

This morning Farhan was a little more relaxed. The welcoming of foreign students was held after Zuhur. Farhan is swimming in the pool. Just relax his mind.

"Sister? Play to Anisa Yuk's house. I haven't seen you in a long time". Husna was approaching Farhan.

"Sister Anisa is still resting. I just got back from Jakarta yesterday". Answer Farhan.

"Yeah". Husna looked disappointed. He left Farhan. Probably looking for the mother.

"Lee?". Call Dad. He sat on the poolside chair.

Farhan approached Dad and sat down beside Dad.

"What's up, huh?". Ask Farhan.

"Yesterday Dad stopped by Anisa's house. Lhaa continued Abi Anisa's story, if anyone had time to go home. Nanyain about Anisa. Fortunately, that was the time they found their workers. If not, don't know. Maybe she's under consideration for Anisa". Obviously Father.

"How are you? Seriously is not the same Anisa. The firm too...". Connect Dad.

"Maybe the guest was just visiting yah". Answer Farhan.

"You can think positively. Don't dominate your mind. Think about his back too". Said Dad.

"Huuff... Farhan what's it gonna be?". Farhan said worriedly.

"You're serious isn't it? Answer Aya's question". Firmly the Father.

"Yes yeah. Farhan's serious". Farhan replied with a bow.

"Three more days we preach Anisa". Said Dad.

"Lho! Well? How in a hurry?". Farhan Kaget.

"When will you be? Wait for Anisa to be cheered on by the old man?". Grumpy Daddy.

"Anisa must have waited for Ical first huh". Farhan.

"Khitbah cepet not necessarily the marriage is also cepet Farhan". Obviously Dad

"Yes already. Whatever Dad". Answer Father.

"Cock whatever? Who wants to marry you or Dad?". Ask Dad.

"Huufft, yeah yeah... Yes, Farhan agreed". Farhan replied at last.

"Yes already. Dad come in first". I left Farhan.

"Aren't you going too fast? O Allah, if he was created to be my soul mate, launch the goodwill of your servant". Praying.

"Cold also turned out long ago". Farhan walked to his room.

*Anisa's room

Anisa is preparing foreign student documents required by the University. He occasionally types with a laptop on his lap and occasionally checks output documents. Suddenly, Anisa's device rang.

"Assalamu'alaikum". Answer Anisa.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, how's Nis doing?". Ask Cak Ibil.

"Alhamdulillah good. What is it gonna take, Cak?". Ask Anisa back.

"Emm so, a few weeks ago my family and I intend to visit your residence. But it turns out that they are all gone. Maybe I can go back there?". Cak Ibil.

"Emmm, i... I'm...". Anisa was confused as to what to answer.

"Sorry Anisa, maybe I was too sudden. L am... I intend to cut you". Cak Ibil.

Anisa was really confused as to what to answer. He just kept quiet.

"Anise?". Call Cak Ibil.

"Emmm, I'm sorry, Miss Ibil, Anisa... Anisa has not been able to accept Cak Ibil's good intentions. Anisa needs time". Answer Anisa.

"I will wait for your decision Nis, yes I have closed yes, Assalamu'alaikum". Cak Ibil.

"Wa'alaikumussalam". Anisa replied limply while on the head of the bed.

GECK! GECK! GECK!

THE CLUCK!

"Pig". Anisa saw her Abinya coming in.

"Here ya". Connect Anisa.Ia tidy up her work equipment. Abi sat down beside Anisa.

"You're still busy?". Ask Abi.

"No, just a little. What's the matter bi? Tumben nyamperin Anisa to room". Anisa.

"Give me the same kangen as Abi's son". Answer Father.

Anisa embraces Abi's arm and leanes the side of her head on Abi's arm.

"Why you?". Abi asked astonished Anisa moody. Anisa just shook her head.

"Some time ago Cak Ibil and his family came to the house, although he did not have time to meet Abi or others. The mbok who met them. His parents ask a lot about you to Si Mbok". Abi said at length.

"Huufft, Cak Ibil also called Anisa". Anisa said by throwing her heavy breath.

"Can you have your number? You give me kedia?". Ask Abi.

"Sir, dear sister Ical". Answer Anisa.

"It's up to you, baby. Choose what you think is best. But don't choose too much. Nothing is perfect in this world but its creator". Abi said by stroking Anisa's head.

"Anisa asked for bi first". Anisa.

"Yeah baby. You have God. Whatever it is, ask God. Gusti Allah has all things in this world". Abi's Advice.

"Thank you bi". Anisa said and hugged Abi.

"Oh yeah, you still remember the same conversation Abi called when you were in Jakarta?". Ask Abi.

"He'em". Answer Anisa.

"Three more days they'll come". Said Dad.

"Ayaaah, there came aja Anisa was worried. Why come again". Complain Anisa.

"Yes, you continue the work. Abi's going out". Connect Abi.

Anisa nodded. Abi leaves Anisa's room. Anisa continued her little work. After that, he prepared for the zuhur prayer.

As usual, they and their families perform congregational prayers. Without Faisal. Because he is still in the office.

Anisa is ready with her style. Simple, but so fitting for him.

"Eat first, baby". Mother said when she saw Anisa coming down from the stairs.

"No need Mi, Anisa is still full. We also get food from the campus". Answer Anisa.

"Yes already. Don't forget the lunch. Whose son Umi's leaving with?". Ask Umi.

"Him own dong Mi, who else? Anisa pamit yaa, assalamu'alaikum". Pamit Anisa by kissing the cheeks of Umi and Abi who just happened to be nongol.

"Wa'alaikumussalam". Reply Umi and Abi.

Anisa leaves for college with her mini-cooper. It seems like he hasn't been in his favorite car for a long time.

Struggling with the streets of Jombang city, he finally arrived at Harapan Bangsa Islamic University. He took a stack of documents to take to the BIPA room.

"Assalamu'alaikum Anise". Sapa Haris's.

"Wa'alaikumussalam". Anisa replied with a slight smile in her honor.

"Can I help you?". Bargainly.

"No need sir. Thanks, I can still do it myself". Answer Anisa.

"Don't worry, let me help you". Said Mr. Haris with a little force to take some documents brought by Anisa.

"Come". Said Mr. Haris.

Inevitably Anisa accepted her request for help. Anisa walked first. But, Mr. Haris tried to equate his steps with Anisa.They headed to the office, before Anisa approached the students.

Not far from them was someone who was watching Anisa. Farhan, he accidentally came first and accompanied by Anisa afterwards.

"Obviously Anisa doesn't want to be helped. Still maksa aja". Farhan Gerrutu.

Farhan went to his room before attending a foreign student welcome.

Ting! Voice incoming message on Farhan's device.

"Whose number is this? Why send a picture of Anisa with Mr. Haris?". Farhan Gumam.

Don't take a headache. He ignored the message. Farhan went to the BIPA meeting room.

Elsewhere, Anggun was laughing with satisfaction. Farhan was enraged after seeing the photo he had sent. Where did he get Farhan's number? Obviously from his office partner. He said there was business.

Where is anisa? Now Anisa is making sure the students are ready to do a welcoming event. They were gathered in a room next to the meeting room. Anisa gave directions to them for the welcoming event to run smoothly.

The show is about to start. Farhan and the vice-chancellor entered the meeting room. The welcome event, and the tips of the University leaders were delivered one by one. Connected with the speech of representatives of BIPA program organizers. End with the introduction of the students.

After some time, the welcoming event was finally over. Anisa took the students to the next room.

"Alhamdulillah. Finally the show went well. How are you guys feeling?". Ask Anisa.

"It's amazing, brother. Very challenging. I want to learn quickly. To increase my knowledge immediately". Answer Hasan.

"Agreed brother. Me too". Connect Rukhin. Welcomed nods from the others.

"The rector is also amazing. He is very supportive and motivating. Bulls again". Jasyi.

"That's the same thing you did as the rector". Connect Hasna. Anisa just smiled in response.

"Yes already. Enough to get here our show. You guys still want to get together? Please. I first yes". Anisa.

"Ready brother. See you in class". Answer Eiji.

"okay! Keep your spirits up. Come on, I'm first". Anisa. He exited the room to return to his office to retrieve some files.

"Anise?". Call Mr. Haris.

"Yes sir? Can I help you?". Ask Anisa.

"I want to say something to you. May?". Ask Mr. Haris.

"Make it, just here". Anisa.

"Can it be near the fence?". Ask Mr. Haris to point at the fence on the outskirts of the building. Anisa nodded.

"Ehm! Here's Anisa. Sayaa, sayaa, I would like to invite you ta'aruf. I want to ask you later". Said Mr. Haris.

"If you don't want ta'aruf, I'm ready to ask you". Reciprocity.

"I'm sorry sir. Me,... ". Anisa's speech was interrupted.

"Not to answer first is okay. I'm ready to wait. Thank ye. Excuse me". Said Mr. Haris and left Anisa.

"Huuff. It's so weird". Anisa Mumbled.

He took his file to the office and headed straight to the parking lot.

"You want to go home with me?". Farhan asked who was walking beside Anisa towards the parking lot.

"If I go home with Faridz, what will my car be?". Answer Anisa.

"just leave. Let it be taken with Mang Darma". Farhan.

"Like to work twice. I'm ahead mas, Assalamu'alaikum". Answer Anisa.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Careful Nis". Farhan.

"Ready kaka". Answer Anisa.

They split up to their respective residences.

"Cock they're ordinary anyway? The feeling I sent a photo of Anisa to Mas Rector". Gerrutu Bu Anggun's.

He's so upset. They can be ordinary as if nothing happened.

Seriate....