My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 54. Worriedly
The Eid al-Adha committee has been dissolved as the event ends. Arsene expressed his gratitude to all of his mosque friends who have participated actively, as well as in succeeding the agenda that has been held. Furthermore, the chief executive is required to make a final report of the responsibility of the entire division assisted by their SC.
Arsene walked back to his college to pick up his bike that afternoon, as he had to rush to control his shop. A notification suddenly appeared.
[Arsene, sorry to bother you but can Aunt ask for help?] type Aunty Karin in the Ta’aruf group Zaara-Arsene.
[What do you ask for, Auntie?]
[You want to drop something for Mommy Ajeng, can you stop by the house first?]
[Ready, Auntie!] the answer.
Arsene put his phone in his pocket. It was getting dark, and the clouds above were thick and thick. It looks like it's going to be raining heavily, he should get out of there soon.
Arsene drove his bike fast towards his shop. Sure enough, it had not arrived at his shop, the spatter had started to fall along with the wind. The young man twisted his gas even harder before the heavy rain actually fell. Until he arrived in front of his shop, he ran small.
“Fraud Cen?” ask Alice who greeted him.
“Little!” he said while wiping the water droplets attached to his denim jacket.
“Well rainstorms like that!” said Alice who approached the front window of the shop and peeked outside.
“Yes!”
Arsene walks into the kitchen asking what kind of obstacle her employees are experiencing today. It's just that, they ended up chatting about the emergence of customers who were quite insistent. The customer bought a lot of cakes at the store, even forcing them to make cheese cakes immediately and wait patiently for them. But they have told me that to order cheese cake must be ordered the day before. But the customer remained insistent and would wait until it was finished. Finally they had to make cheese cake, thus destroying the SOP work that had been set. Fortunately, other customers did not arrive too much, so both chefs could complete their tasks. Arsene appreciates the hard work of his two chefs, then came back out after asking to make a cup of cappucino for himself.
Arsene sat in one of the chairs facing out the window. Outside the wind blew sounding horrible, along with the water troops that invaded the earth simultaneously. The sky was completely dark, and the air looked like fog so great it was raining that afternoon. Alice was still standing in front of the window looking at the conditions outside.
“Kak Al, want cappucino no?” bargain Arsene after one of her shopkeepers gave her a hot drink with a chocolate muffin.
“Thanks, Cen! I love to see rainstorm gini!”
“Son't like rainstorms?” ask Arsene astonishment.
“No, I mean I can know, when can I run if suddenly there is a tornado coming, haha!”
Arsene took a sip of his cappuccino, then chuckled at his cousin's answer.
“If it rains better dhikr and prayer, brother! Thought the sign that we are afraid of God, and praying because of the rain is one of the times when the prayer was sowed.”
Alice turned to her cousin's sister, who had changed a lot.
“Since when did you become ustadz gini, Cen?” tanyanya.
“I'm not ustadz Brother! I still have a lot to learn about religion,” replied Arsene casually.
“Keren! You are active in the campus mosque huh?”
“Pengennya anyway, but my activities are many. Hopefully he can.”
The wind was just getting more terrifying, shaking the trees outside. This time the lightning. Alice covered her ears, while Arsene held a serie. Suddenly the man remembered Zaara who was still in the campus mosque, the girl must have not come home because of this heavy rain.
Soon he picked up his phone, typed something in there.
[Zaara is still in the mosque? Who's picked?] tanyanya in the group.
Silent there, no reply. Arsene is waiting for a reply due to worry. A number he had not saved typing there.
[Zayyan's picking you up, Sen! Just relax! :)] type Aunt Karin.
[Oh yes, Auntie!]
Arsene breathed a sigh of relief. Actually he was embarrassed to ask about it in the group, because their communication activities will continue to be monitored by their parents. But he was worried that Zaara would have to go home alone again like that.
[Mom!]
[Be careful you're in that group! Do not let the temptations of Zaara if you do not want her taaruf canceled] Type Ajeng warned.
[Yes, Mom! I understand too! Hehe sometimes gatel wants a fad] type it with a smile
[Propay Brother! If it is halal, other gatels can be too! Haha!]
Arsene could not hold back his laughter, even though he did not understand what his mother meant, leaving Alice sitting in front of him astonished.
“Again in love ya lu?” guess Alice.
“You know, Brother!” arsene.
“Yes that is if people are in love, like to laugh at themselves like crazy.”
“Emang Kak Al was in love, how rich is it?” arsene is the one who asked.
“Huh! Want to know!” the answer is, a score of 1-1 for both of them.
Arsene can't wait to read CV ta’aruf Zaara that has not been sent. Is it that hard to make a CV? Yesterday, he could finish it in four hours. There are still two more days to wait for when Zaara will send her CV. Arsene again sipped his cappucino which is now warm.
The storm has stopped leaving a heavy rain that is still fluttering. Looks like the streets will flood at some point when passing his house later. The store closed early, considering that the rain outside was still falling, it was certain that no one would come. After all, even the existing cake was left a little. Arsene asked for the cake to be wrapped to be given to the Zaara Family where he would stop there first after returning from here. Adhan Maghrib roared, the man rushed to fetch water and pray on the second floor of his shop.
Arsene looked at his phone, the time had shown 18 o'clock past. The rain has stopped completely. The street in front of his shop looks crowded creeping because there may be a flood puddle somewhere making it difficult for motor vehicles to pass through.
“Kak Al, home when?” arsene asked after seeing the highway traffic jam.
“Ga know, how to go home if it jammed gini?”
“Bareng me Aja Kak Al!” haggar Ardan is ready.
“Lha my car?!”
“Leave first, we will be in line, tomorrow I pick up again in the morning!” ardan said relaxed.
“Yes I've been with you! Than to get stuck!”
“Yuk ah behind all!” alice said again. The woman immediately took the jacket from inside her car and ensured the safety of her car parked in the shop yard.
Arsene, Alice, two chefs and one waiter came out of the store after they had cleaned things up after work. Stalled road conditions make it difficult for cars to walk. One by one they left the shop to return to their respective residences. Arsene still wears his helmet after his co-workers go home first. He looked at his phone that sounded the notification.
[Mi, where's Zayyan? Zaara alone in the mosque :’(]
DEG.
Suddenly the chat was deleted in the group a few seconds later. It seems the girl has been misdelivered. But the chat was still read by Arsene. His heart is worried now.
What's he supposed to do? Should we deliver it like that time?
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