My student's my future husband?
(C2) Ep 40. Delivery
On Friday night, Arsene, Ardan, and Satrio stayed at the store so they could finish their orders in the morning, while still being able to open the store. Arsene had been shopping the day before, he was lucky because Friday was a completely empty day of courses. He is very happy to study English Literature. Moreover, his material was once voracious from the stories delivered by his own mother. Even Ajeng always asked him if his eldest son was having trouble. Arsene has only had difficulty for linguistics and related subjects. While for literary studies and other courses, always enjoy it. He became hesitant if he had to stop college from there, although he still wanted to try out the cooking academy for his core skills.
Saturday after dawn, the three men were already noisily in the kitchen. They prepare tools and materials to make muffins and eclairs. Arsene worked on the muffin post as a whole, while Ardan worked on processing the choux material, and Satrio as usual would be busy making filling and topping. All three seemed to focus on doing their respective tasks so that the order could be delivered according to customer requests.
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A beautiful girl is wearing a peach-colored hijab combined with a layer-modeled dress with the same color. He wore a hijab given by the man in his honor. Polished his lips with pink lipbalm that is the same color as his natural lips. He did not polish anything on his face, except lipbalm to moisturize his lips. The girl took a breath, then exhaled it slowly.
“Mi, Arsene want to come what time?” reza asked his wife who was busy in the kitchen preparing for her upcoming guest banquet today.
“Arsene?!” ask Karin wonder.
“Iya,” replied Reza put a broom she just wore.
“Ooh may be a moment again yes, will the guest come in the 10s,” replied Karin considering his cake order on the young man. “But do not know also, who knows who brought here the employees.”
“Eh? So the guest is not the Ferdian family?!” reza was surprised.
“Astagfirullah, Abi! Umi tell you how many times, because Allah, already want to nimang grandson huh Bi so forgetful so?!” said Karin gomas.
“Yes Allah, Abi keinget Arsene continues. Astagfirullah!”
Karin shook her head to look at her husband's behavior. Apparently, Reza was expecting Arsene's arrival a little bit today.
“Why does Abi keingetan Arsene keep?” asked Karin suspiciously, she shrank the volume of her voice. “Do not hear Zaara, Bi!” karin.
“Do not know, Mi! Abi's heart is the same as Arsene? But Arsene is still busy with his new venture. According to Umi, how does Zaara feel?” ask Reza.
Karin breathed.
“Zaara is not open about his feelings, Bi! He always answers, let God govern the problem of his love,” Karin replied. "Today's day is also not necessarily Zaara accept him, we'll see what Zaara answers later."
“Iya. Abi also used to be that, where there is a feeling of love with Umi when she first ta’aruf, hehe! But Umi was the first time pendam tasa?” reza remembers his past.
“Ih, even our past stories. I'm ready first, Umi is still busy nyiapin this!”
Reza walked towards her room to prepare herself. His heart cannot lie, he admires Arsene. Even when he visited the campus mosque, the young man still took the time to attend the afternoon study held by his senior brothers, despite being busy taking care of his shop. Reza only wished God would give his best to his son.
A motor horn could be heard in front of Reza's residence. Zaara who had just descended from the top floor, rushed out. He remembered the message to receive the order cake to be delivered, although the girl did not know that she ordered the cake from Arsene's shop. Zaara put on her sandals and opened the fence.
A man with a full face helmet wearing a red hoodie jacket stood in front of the open white fence. His heart suddenly thumped to see the girl who opened the gate for him. Moreover, the girl looks beautiful with her layer of gamis, like going to a formal event only. He hesitated to open his helmet. He thought Aunt Karin would welcome him. Arsene took off his helmet and put his smile on Zaara.
“Hai!” her usual sweep was met with Zaara's shocked face.
“Arsene? Why are you here?” tanyanya surprised.
“I between orders umi you,” replied Arsene took two large boxes that he put on the footstep of the front of his friend's motor matic.
“Log in first, I call umi!”
Zaara's heart was pounding because Arsene was at her house today. He really did not expect that he ordered Arsene cakes to serve as a banquet today. Arsene followed Zaara and entered her house.
“Assalamu’alaikum,” Arsene says hello.
“Wa’alaikumsalam,” replied Karin who came from behind her house. The wide-hijab woman also looks graceful and neat with her gamis, making Arsene think there will be an event in this house.
Arsene gave the box to his mother's best friend, who Karin paid cash to the young man in front of her.
“Waiyaki. I'm sorry, Auntie!” pamit Arsene smiled and bowed slightly to the woman.
Zaara drove him to the front. His heart was upset because of Arsene's arrival, he did not understand at all.
“You have an event yes in your home?” arsene asked for a moment before he reached the bike.
“Iya,” replied Zaara briefly while bowed.
Not until he was on his motorbike, a white MPV parked in front of the gate, in front of the matic motorbike that Arsene brought. They both stood stunned. Zaara grew even more upset with her heart. From the car came out, Aunt Sita who looks beautiful with her cafeteria, while carrying the goods that do not know what it contains. Arsene. Looking back, Raffa who is now out of his car, the man looks handsome and dashing with a semi-formal casual style that has always been his trademark. He also appears to be carrying a beautiful piece in his hand. Also out is Raffa's father and sister, who are just as neat.
Arsene looked at Zaara whose face seemed to tremble.
“You .. “ Arsene could not continue his words, his breathing was too tight so the sentence was stuck in his tongue. His mind assumed what he had seen.
Zaara ran into her house. The girl could no longer hold on outside.
“Arsene again what's here?” asked Aunt Sita who was surprised to find it.
“I sent an order to have Aunt Karin,” she answered honestly with a smile, then looked at Raffa who smiled widely at her. Never that wide a Raffa smile before.
“Ooh, want to go home again?” ask Sita.
“Iya Aunty, I still have a lot of work to do. Excuse me first!” he said nodding at all the members of the Sita family.
Sita smiled bitterly at the presence of the young man there. He knew his family had come too early from the appointed hour. He did not mean to scratch the young man's heart at all. He became guilty.
Arsene put on his helmet, turned on his bike and darted towards the highway. His heart was quickly racing, along with the speed of his motor. His mind felt foggy with breath that stifled the chest. Why does his heart hurt so much? He wondered to himself. Is this when you are heartbroken? His sense does not work, but what his mind says is still an assumption.
Arsene stopped his bike in front of a park on the side of the road. He bought a few cans of soda to wake him up, he hoped so. Though the young man had not eaten his breakfast, his stomach acid could recur after that. But he did not care, opened the soda and drank it. His sense must be conscious. It should not be carried away by its assumptions even if it is a fact. Arsene assumed that Zaara and Raffa would be engaged today, seen from some of the shipments brought by the Raffa family earlier. Arsene took his cell phone, he immediately contacted his mother.
“Mom?” call him.
“Abang? Why, Honey?” tanya Ajeng, hearing her son's voice he became anxious.
“What is Zaara getting engaged to Raffa today?”
Ajeng's heart was shocked to hear Arsene's question.
“Why did you ask that? Mommy doesn't know anything.”
“Mommy don't lie!” sergeant.
“Mommy never lies to you, baby! Come home, tell me what happened!” jeng Ajeng is getting more anxious.
Arsene closed his connection, the young man again sipped a painful soda drink draining his dry throat. He did not know it turned out like this when he felt a broken heart, even though his feelings had not been conveyed at all. Is it wrong to procrastinate for the readiness of heart and commitment? He must go home and rest his mind.
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