My student, my husband
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"Candra-" Dafa said softly. But it was heard by Pinka and made the beautiful doctor frown, because what Dafa called was not Andrea and Cantika - two people who were walking towards them, but Candra.

Pinka does not know that Candra is a combination of Cantika and Andrea names given by one of their loyal readers.

"Candra's? Candra who, Mas? Aren't they Andrea and Cantika?" Pinka rained down on Dafa with a question sentence accompanied by a link to the base of her eyebrows. He was very surprised that bin was curious about Dafa. Pinka thought Dafa was hallucinating seeing a figure she called Candra.

"Candra's their combined name, Yang. Cantika and Andrea." Dafa published a smile and glanced at Pinka.

"Owh. I think someone who is in the world of Mas Dafa image," Pinka cetus followed by a sigh of relief. He was relieved that Dafa was not hallucinating.

"Of course not, Yang." Dafa chuckles. He then moved from a sitting position, and was followed by Pinka.

Then they greeted Andrea and Cantika with a lip arch that formed a smile.

"Well, how many hours have you been dating Dr Pinka here?" andrea asked, joking as she and Cantika arrived before Dafa and Pinka.

"Do you know, or do you want to know?" Dafa offset Andrea's jokes by asking back.

"You know, Bang."

"Kepo very much you!" Dafa gently nudged Andrea's forehead, then grabbed her youngest sister's shoulder.

Happiness touched Andrea's heart as Dafa embraced it. If he was able to throw shame, it would be like Andrea to shed tears and embrace the body of Dafa, because only the first time he was embraced by his brother.

"It's late at night, good at last here, Bang. Pity my sister-in-law, must be cold" said Andrea.

"Same like Cantika, right? My sister-in-law must be cold, too."

"Kalo Cantika is cold, pan can I keep. But if Doctor Pinka's cold, you can't go to pieces, Bang. Hence Bang Dafa hunted Halalin Doctor Pinka!"

"Without you telling me, I will soon justify Pinka, Ndre. God willing, in two weeks I will fly to Jogja with Dad and Mommy to propose to Pinka."

"Woah, it turns out very gercep lu, Bang. If you can tell, where's it going?"

"North Square East, Ndre. Not far from the palace." Pinka replied to Andrea and asked.

"That means you're away from the man-house" Andrea said. He cursed himself in the heart because he almost forgot to mention the word 'former'.

"Not far from whose house, Ndre?" ask Pinka.

"Eng, the house, Doc." Andrea smiled smirkingly and scratched her nape which was not itchy at all. While Cantika, he folded his hands in front of his chest and put on a frowning face.

Cantika knows, Andrea almost keceplosan mention the word 'former' and temen in question by her husband berdongnya it is Ayu-former Andrea as well as his former student who now lives in the city of Jogja.

"What's your friend's name, Ndre?" Pinka asked again.

"Who knows, I know your friend" he continued.

"He-"

"Dye. The name of Mas Andrea Ayu's friend, Doc," said Cantika while trimming Andrea's speech.

"Not just a friend, but an ex." Cantika connected his words by emphasizing the word 'former'. Then he turned his legs and walked away. He was burning with jealous fire.

Yes, Cantika is jealous of Andrea. He assumes that Andrea has not fully moved on from Ayu.

"Which, wait!" pinta Andrea with a slight shout. He rushed after Cantika, then grabbed Cantika's wrist and pulled her slowly.

"Don't be jealous!" said Andrea while bringing Cantika into the deck.

"The jealous one."

"No! I'm not jealous at all, Mom. I just don't like you saying the word ex and still remember Ayu."

Andrea pulled both corners of her lips and anchored a deep kiss on the head of Cantika. He knew that the woman he loved so much was on an alibi.

"Which, sorry for the softness of my lips. Believe me, even though my lips mengkeplosan said the word ex, it does not mean I still hold feelings for Ayu, let alone want to remember all the memories about him. Not at all." Andrea paused for a moment and stretched out a hug. Then he looked at a pair of beads of halal lovers with a gaze full of love.

"Whoa, between me and Ayu there is no relationship. Just like you and Bang Dafa. Right now and forever, you're the only angel of the heart I love. Not Ayu or any other woman" he continued, followed by the kiss he put on Cantika's lips.

Cantika closed the netra and let Andrea kiss her lips. Both of them seemed to forget that there was still someone else in the park who was watching them.

"Which, I want to" Dafa leaned slightly and turned his lips to tease Pinka.

"Halalin me first, Mas! After we are halal, Mas Dafa can kiss the lips, cheeks, and .. everything."

"Yes already, I halalin you tonight too, Yang!"

"Haish, where can you, Mas?"

"certainly could. Moreover, we are in a world of pestle that everything can be done as fast as lightning. As long as the screenwriter wills."

"Yes too, Mas. If Mas Dafa wants to marry me tonight, I'll call Dad and Mommy to come to Jakarta --"

"Pity of your Father and Mother, Yang. Anyway, I haven't prepared a dowry for you if I really want to justify you tonight."

"Mas, I don't want a grandiose dowry. I just want you to read Ar Rahman's letter to me."

Dafa budging. He lost his vocabulary to reply to Pinka's speech. Dafa was not sure that he could memorize Ar Rahman's letter and read it as a dowry.

"Mas-" Pinka patted Dafa's shoulder gently, so Dafa regained consciousness from the daydream.

"You don't mind if I ask for the dowry?"

Dafa shook his head in doubt and published a smile.

"I don't mind, Yang. But, give me time to memorize Ar Rahman's letter."

"Of course, Mas. I'll give you time. Once you have memorized Ar Rahman's letter, immediately paused me, Mas! I want to keep you company, until we both age."

"God willing, Which. But if God wants something else, what?"

"What do you mean, Mom?"

"If Allah wills to call this servant before I have the opportunity to justify you"

The words that came out of Dafa's lips were like a knife that hit Pinka's heart and created pain, thus pushing the clear water away without permission from both corners of the net.

He was simply unable, if Dafa's words would become real.

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Sorry if there is a wrong word and scattered typo.

Thank you and much love for my beloved brothers who still faithfully guard the love story of Andrea and Cantika. 😘🙏