My Killer Lecturer's
Am I Really Jealous?

Fatwa opened her eyes. As always, the dream about Anna, always feels real.

"Astaghfirullah!" Fatwa rubbed her face. After that, he went to fetch some ablution water. With ablution, Fatwa always feels inner calm. Finished ablution, he again stepped foot into the classroom.in a moment, his break will be over.

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Today the observation activities to Parentas village began. The fatwa did not expect that a few days ago, the girl stood as a participant in observation and extension activities to a remote village organized by her school. Seeing that, Fatwa immediately registered to take part in this activity.

"The participants are quite a lot too, Ma?" fatwa approaches Irma.

"He-dark, Fat. Gua rasa, will be fun and activities there," replied Irma.

"By the way, how many people are in your class?" ask Fatwa.

It was not without purpose that Fatwa asked Irma that way. Because, since earlier Fatwa had not seen the existence of the girl in the group of children who were about to leave for Parentas village.

"There's a lot of hell .. I, Kak Lastri, si Chi, Awal, Devi..."

Irma mentioned her friends' names one by one. However, Fatwa's focus was lost in an instant when she saw the girl half-running over to her friend.

Long story short, after everything has gathered. We also immediately went to our destination.

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In the middle of the journey, Fatwa saw the four friends walking in the back of the sequence. It felt like he was approaching and helping with their luggage. However, his job is to help Aji coordinate the trip, forcing him to walk in the starting line.

One by one, the participants began to arrive. But the four friends never showed up. Anxiety began to overwhelm him. Until Aji approached Fatwa.

"Fat, please check Mr. Karyo's house!" aji's orders to the Fatwa.

"Sir Karyo?" Fatwa asked as she frowned.

"Yes, the house that we will occupy during observation," Aji replied.

"But, I'm waiting for a participant who hasn't arrived yet, Ji," said Fatwa.

"Let me take care here" said Aji.

With a heavy heart, Fatwa stepped out of the place. Armed with a piece of paper given by Aji, Fatwa began to go around looking for the address of Mr. Karyo's house.

After asking a few people, finally the house sought met as well. The Fatwa visited to celebrate and express its meaning. Thank God, the reception of the host was so good. Finally Fatwa said goodbye and immediately returned to the room to meet Aji. He was about to tell if he had managed to find Mr. Karyo's house.

"Let's go Ji, I've found his house!" fatwa. For a moment he was stunned to see the girl already standing beside Aji.

"Where did you find Mr. Karyo's house, Fat?" ask Aji.

"Not far from this place. Probably only about 100 m" replied the Fatwa.

"Yes, let's go there, let's take a break too. My feet are pegel," said Irma.

Luckily Aji told Fatwa to be the guide. Otherwise, perhaps the Fatwa could die lice having to deal with the girl. Unable to withstand the turmoil in his heart, Fatwa immediately cut off his sight and passed away just like that. A faint smile expanded again when he heard the girl's geeutuan.

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The next day, an outing to the citizens began. For the first day, Fatwa shared the task with Irma. Although somewhat disappointed, but Fatwa was unable to evade his responsibility.

One by one, they visited homes to do counseling about the importance of iodine for health to local residents. Time passes so fast. Without notice, the last house they had finished visiting. Towards Asar, Fatwa and Irma returned to Pak Karyo's house.

Arriving at Mr. Karyo's house, everyone seemed to gather next to the house. They mingle while releasing tired because they have carried out the task. Fatwa began to circulate her gaze looking for the girl. However, nil.

Neither Asep nor the girl, at all visible stem of his nose. Hmm, maybe they haven't returned yet, Inner Fatwa. With a feeling of annoyance, Fatwa said goodbye to go to the bathroom to clean themselves.

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The sun was beginning to sink, but the person he was waiting for had not yet come. Fatwa glanced at her watch, soon magrib.

"Huff! Where did they go?" grunts Fatwa upset. Considering tonight there will be a lecture held by IREMA, Fatwa immediately went to the mosque which is not far from the village hall.

As he crossed the rice field, Fatwa accidentally saw the girl was busy chatting with her teammate. Disappointment began to tuck in the recesses of his heart.

"I waited and worried about your situation, but you were even engrossed in chatting with a man. Huh, that sucks!" fatwa, slowly.

Seeing the events that made him upset, somehow Fatwa felt no longer excited to continue his journey. However, the message of Mr. Irawan to always keep the good name of IREMA and responsible, making the Fatwa by being forced to return to the mosque.

A few minutes had passed, and I saw the azan magrib sounding. Fatwa circulated her gaze looking for the whereabouts of the girl. However, it remains invisible. Even at the moment when the recitation was closed, the girl was still not seen. Finally, the sense of disappointment was increasingly thickened in the heart of Fatwa.

Arriving home, Fatwa saw Asep sitting in the room tivi. But, the shadow of the girl was still invisible. Fatwa asked Asep. However, a sense of prestige still lodged in the heart, until Fatwa undoes his intentions.

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It is customary for a Fatwa Imammuddin to wake up in the middle of the night. He then performed the tahajud prayer, after which opened the Quran and taught. Almost 15 minutes Fatwa chanting the holy verses of the Quran, suddenly Fatwa heard the door of the room open.

Fatwa looked up, and found the girl coming out of her room without wearing a veil. His heartbeat tightened when he saw a beautiful face with long reddish hair. Not wanting to be misbehaved, the Fatwa finally lowered his gaze and tried to refocus on the holy verses of the Quran he was reading.

Before long, the girl flashed before him again. The Fatwa tried to ignore his existence. For some reason, suddenly his heart felt upset considering the girl's togetherness with Asep in the rice field.

'Ish, why can he be that subtle to others. And I seem to see, every single guy in school knows that girl very well, huh!' inner Fatwa, upset.

Fatwa closes the Quran, she then leans on the edge of the sofa. For a moment, Fatwa closed her eyes. Cold and smooth hands back touching her cheeks. Fatwa smile.

"What is this feeling, An? Why am I so sorry when I see him with another man? Am I really jealous of him?" said Fatwa to softly kiss the increasingly frozen hand.

Seriate