My Killer Lecturer's
Graduation Day

At 8 a.m., Rayya arrived at the local police station. "Assalamu'alaikum! Excuse me!" greet Rayya as soon as she arrived in front of the police station.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Can I help you, Ma'am?" ask the police guard there.

"I'd like to report a missing person, sir. Can you help me?" ask Rayya again.

"Oh, that's fine, ma'am. Now, please come to the table there!" Appoint police guards to the public complaints service.

Rayya follows the direction of the police guards. A moment later, he arrived at the community complaint service desk.

"Excuse me sir, I want to make a missing persons report" Rayya said.

"Oh yes, please sit down Ma'am," replied the police known from his nameplate named Basith.

Rayya pulled the plastic chair that was in front of the complaint table, after which she occupied the chair.

"So, who would you like to report. Father, mother, son, relatives?" ask Mr. Basith.

"To be exact, my older sister, sir," Rayya replied.

"Oh, so yeah. How many years old is he?" ask Mr. Basith again.

"About 24 years, sir," Rayya replied.

"Does Ma'am have any evidence of kinship?" Mr. Basith asked.

"You mean the proof of kinship, like what? Sorry, I don't understand, sir," Rayya said.

"I mean, some kind of document that says about your relationship with the missing person. Yes, for example a copy of the Family Card, that is," replied Mr. Basith.

"Oh, there's Sir. A minute!" Rayya then opened her backpack and took out a copy of the Family Card and two photos. The first photo is a family photo between him, his brother and his mother. The second photo is a picture of her brother.

"Octora Resttyani," muttered Mr. Basith, "so, Ma'am's older sister is Octora Resttyani, is that right?" ask Mr. Basith.

"Yes, right sir," Rayya replied.

"When was the last time you saw her?" ask Mr. Basith again.

"Yesterday morning, sir," Rayya replied.

"Can you tell me the chronology of what happened before your brother disappeared?" Mr. Basith asked.

"Can, sir," Rayya replied.

Rayya then tells the beginning of her brother's disappearance. Not to forget he also told the complaint of the online motorcycle taxi driver who brought his brother and experienced a legalization in the middle of the road.

During Rayya's story, Mr. Basith listened while typing the essence of Rayya's report. Finished telling the story, Mr. Basith handed him a piece of paper that Rayya had to sign.

"What is this, sir?" rayya asked who was astonished when she was asked to sign the paper.

"This is evidence of Mbak's report on the disappearance of Mbak's brother. After Mbak signed the certificate of loss of family members, then we will follow up Mbak's report by processing the report and also the investigation to the scene of the crime," said Mr. Basith explained the procedural missing person report.

"Oh, fine then. But, surely yes sir, the police will help find my brother?" rayya hatch.

"God willing, Ma'am. We will try our best to find your brother" replied Mr. Basith.

"Thank you, sir. Then, excuse me!" pamit Rayya's.

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The fatwa, who continues to round the numbers in the calendar, smiled faintly as its red balpoin circle fell on May 23.

"Hmm, today is graduation day, Resti. I promised to come on the day of graduation. However, what about the agreement I same bang Yudhis. If he sees me at the Resti campus, it does not rule out the possibility that Yudhis will misinterpret my arrival. Uuh, what a shitty choice," Fatwa grumbled as she looked at herself in front of the mirror.

"Based on cowards!" whispered Fatwa's heart right in her ear.

Yeah, looks like that predicate deserves me. Considering I'd rather stay away from Resti than confess my own feelings. However, wasn't all this I did for her own good as well? the Fatwa is looking for justification.

The Fatwa's conscience continues to fight between attending the graduation of her women or not. And in the end, when love is unable to measure logic, it is the heart that wins.

The fatwa immediately went from the front of the mirror to walk in closet to change clothes. "Well have I broken my promise to bang Yudhis, as long as I can keep my promise to Resti. Yes, I will be present on her graduation day despite having to be from a distance invisible to her" Fatwa murmured.

After getting dressed pretty neatly, Fatwa took out her beloved car from the garage. A moment later, he drove his car to go to the Resti campus.

After an hour-long journey, Fatwa finally arrived at the campus where she taught first. From a distance, Fatwa noticed one by one the students and students entering the campus gate. However, he had yet to see his lady puja pass through that gate.

As if not wanting to blink, Fatwa continued to stare closely at the gate. However, still he did not see the woman who always divorced his jet black hair.

Sayup-sayup, Fatwa heard the rector of the campus talking on the podium. After giving a long speech, the statement of students graduated 100% except Octora Resttyani was heard to the ears of Fatwa who was sitting behind the wheel. Fatwa was surprised, as soon as her brain turned around trying to remember the possibility of the woman not graduating.

Ish, what's wrong with him? Didn't I give her the perfect grade before leaving? Did my replacement lecturer not update my course grades? inner Fatwa.

Until shortly afterwards, the rector heard again talking about the do'a he asked for Resti's safety.

"Astaghfiullah! What's wrong with that woman? Why does everyone seem to be praying for his safety?" fatwa Gumam.

It feels like the Fatwa wants time to roll. He was very curious about the news about the woman that the faint-heartedness only sounded partially.

Oh my God ... Why don't I feel so good? What happened to Resti? And where is he going? The Fatwa is monologuing in his heart.

All the students and students of the Open University campus looked boisterous welcoming the day of graduation. Suddenly, Fatwa saw a young man covering from the crowd of students. With a gloomy face, the young man walked lethargic towards the motor parking lot.

"Zeein?" fatwa Gumam.

Fatwa opened the car door. "Zein, wait!" fatwa shouted as she saw Zein start to take out his motorbike through the campus gate.

Feeling someone calling, Zein stopped the speed of the bike. For a moment, he looked back. Zein was so surprised when Fatwa –doctor who once taught him– was waving to him. A moment later, Zein pulled the bike over.

"Sir Fatwa! How are you?" greet Zein as soon as the Fatwa approaches him.

"Alhamdulillah, my good news is Zein. You alone?" ask Fatwa.

"Zein is good too, sir," Zein replied.

"Oh yes, Zein. I heard about the rector asking for safety for Resti. What happened to Resti?" ask Fatwa whose curiosity has been growing.

"Well, have you not heard from Sister Chi?" With a surprised face, Zein asked Fatwa back.

"What's the news about Resti?" ask Fatwa again more curious.

"Sister Chi is missing, and until now there is no known whereabouts" Zein replied.

"What?!

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