My Killer Lecturer's
One Team

After we talked quite a lot about each other's life experiences, I finally decided to take Asep home to Mr. Karyo. Mega in the sky has indeed changed color, we half ran because the journey from the rice field to the settlement of residents was quite far.

We arrived at the house we were staying in to coincide with the azan magrib. It is certain that tonight, we can not follow the prayer magrib congregation and also study. Finally, after cleaning ourselves, we went to each room to perform the magrib prayer.

After the prayer, I saved my two feet that felt sore. Really, counseling today is very draining of time and energy. Plus, Asep can only be a loyal listener. Really, a pretty exhausting test of my brain and body.

The breeze of the night wind that entered the window slit of the room, in the end made my eyes feel heavy. I've been trying not to get caught. However, fatigue and exposure to the wind, made me feel like I was hobbled by the atmosphere of the night. Slowly but surely, I began to fly stringing dreams in my subconscious.

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As usual, I woke up again when I heard the chanting of the holy verses of the Quran from the middle room. I can guess if the person who is teaching it, must be the same person as the person who taught last night. Because I remembered that I had not yet performed the prayer, I ventured to open the door of the room

Krieett!

The man looked up when he heard the sound of the door opening. However, a moment later she lowered her face again when she saw me coming out of the room without wearing a veil. With a fast racing heart and an irregular hunting breath, I passed him to go to the bathroom.

There was no rebuke spoken from our mouths. And so did when I got back from the bathroom. The cold man simply remained focused on his reading regardless of me passing in front of him.

Arriving in the room, I snorted in annoyance. I don't know why I feel hurt when she's so indifferent to me. Different when he behaves to Irma, Tika or Kak Lastri.

Hey, why are you feeling hurt? Is he who are you? I just shake my head when I hear my own heart

Don't want to bother with his attitude. I immediately performed the prayer isya continued tahajud. The recitation of the holy Quran is still heard, but what is my day. My eyes are really sleepy. Until I finally got back.

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"Well friends, today we will do counseling back to the homes of some residents who are located farther than yesterday" said Aji, while we were conducting a briefing before the activities were carried out.

"This village is very remote, but I did not expect that the population is so dense" said Kak Lastri.

"Yes, Brother is right. Yesterday I went with Fatwa to visit some of the residents whose families had six to eleven children. Bener, isn't it, Fat?" tympano Irma.

"Hm." That's all that came out of the cold eagle-eyed man's lips.

"Alright, maybe the terrain this time is quite dangerous. We will pass through hilly and steep streets. So, careful! For the division of the team, last night I have arranged again. The team for today, for the north point, the extension will be done by Lastri and Asep. To the south, Fatwa and Resti. Irma and Tika on the east point. And, west point alone, let me do it." Aji gave the order to us.

After breakfast, we leave immediately.

"Chi, bring your jacket. Reportedly the southern area was more uphill and was under the foot of the mountain. Fear of the weather is a bit extreme" suggested Kak Lastri.

"Well, Chi's jacket is again washed, nih. Yesterday fell on a rice field, it became dirty," I replied.

"Yes, I only brought one, Chi. Here, I wear it," said Tika.

"Yes, already. If so, you wear clothes that are a bit swallowed, deh! Lastri again gave advice.

I nodded, then changed my clothes. After putting all the counseling needs into the backpack, I finally went out of the room.

"We're leaving now?" I tried to throw away my nervousness when faced with that cold man.

"Hm." Back, it was just that word that he used to respond to my question.

The cold man walked ahead of me. I just snorted annoyedly at her indifferent attitude.

Know that the kekalan gini, I better ask for more tukeran ma si Asep, I said in my heart.

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After walking for 100 meters, we arrived at the first house.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" greet the man.

"Wa'alaikumsalam!"

A young girl whose age did not seem much different from ours, came to open the door. The girl looked stunned as she saw a tall, handsome-looking figure standing before her. And, for some reason, I don't like to see her eyes twinkle. Moreover, when he saw the cold man smiling sweetly to the young girl.

Uhh, why is it that easy to smile at someone else, while at me? I was like his enemy. She once smiled sweetly like that.

"I'm sorry, who are you looking for, huh?" asked the young girl with a voice made to tease.

"Look, Brother. We are emissaries from SMA 1 who happened to be doing counseling about the importance of iodized salt for body health. We ask for a moment to give the materials to the people who are in this house. What can?" ask Fatwa.

Once again the young girl smiled widely. "Don't call Brother, call me Desi, I think we're the same age, kok," he said.

I let them go when someone from inside the house told us to come in. After being invited to sit down, Fatwa finally opened the conversation by providing an explanation of the material that we had prepared beforehand.

As long as he spoke, I saw the girl looking enthusiastically listening to the Fatwa's exposure. Sometimes he asked Fatwa. I don't know why I don't like seeing it. Especially when the girl sat side by side with the Fatwa to take a closer look at whatever objects we were carrying.

35 Minutes in this house, it's been like 35 weeks for me. I'm really upset. I want to get out of that place immediately. I tried to code the Fatwa to end the conversation immediately. But apparently, the young girl seemed to have dozens of questions. Even things that were unquestionable, became a topic of question for him.

"Did Bang Fatwa have a girlfriend?" ask a girl named Desi.

Aish.., I immediately went outside because I was sick of seeing the girl's attitude. Once upon a time, a team with that man would make my heart happy. However, the reality ... My heart feels hot seeing her gentle demeanor to another girl.

Huh, sucks!

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