My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 92. Trouble

It's dark. Even so, more and more guests just come to the restaurant while bringing their spouse or family there. They just want to feel the calm atmosphere by enjoying a special dish served by novice chefs.

Arsene's work was finished that night and would be replaced by another chef who filled his position to make dessert. The young man had taken off his work clothes and changed his daily clothes back. Carrying his small sling bag, he walked towards the exit from the back of the building.

“Arsene!” call someone from behind.

Stopping his steps, Arsene turned his head for a moment.

“What's up?!” ask her a long blonde girl.

“I'm coming with you!” he said while tying his hair. The girl's name is Fiona Anderson, 21, an Australian citizen from Melbourne, the capital of Victoria, Australia. Her eyes were large with beautiful bright brown beads. His nose is pointy and sharp with a slender face shape chin. His body is tall as a model. He is a specialty chef for cuisine or cuisine.

Fiona dormitory is not far from Arsene, just a few blocks away. The girl always comes home with Arsene when the afternoon with other students. Their relationship is arguably quite familiar these days, considering Arsene is an open and friendly person. They also work together at Chef Fang's restaurant every Monday.

“You've had dinner?” fiona asked as the two began walking down the silent sidewalk of Blaxland.

Arsene had a plastic bag in her hand. He showed it to the girl.

"My fried rice?!" ask Fiona to make sure.

"Yes, I haven't eaten it yet. I'll have dinner in the room!” answer Arsene

“Ah, is that it? I was going to buy you a meal at a fast food restaurant down the street.”

Arsene smiled, “thank you, Fiona! But there's someone waiting for me.”

“Oh yes?!” Fiona widened her eyes even in a dim light.

Arsene nodded.

“I heard yesterday your family came here huh?” Fiona put both her hands in a woolen jacket pocket.

“Yes, they purposely came here for a vacation together. Though they didn't tell him at all!”

“Wow. Then where are they now?” ask Fiona to know.

“They came home a few days ago. My father must take care of his business needs again.”

“Ooh, then who is waiting for you?!” ask Fiona curiously. “What's your girlfriend?!” guess it.

Arsene chuckles, “ya so!”

“Ah it turns out you already have a boyfriend. You guys live together there?” fiona asked again, her curiosity for the young man walking beside her was so great. Arsene has always been a magnet for the academy. Many students idolize him because of his cool looks and pleasant nature.

“He came here from Indonesia to accompany me the next few weeks because his college is off.”

“Oh so!” fiona's tone of voice sounded shrinking, as implying a disappointed tone there.

The night wind touched gently flying his second hair. Arsene stopped his steps because he had arrived on the front page of his dorm. Several small cars passed through the wide road, shining lights on both of them as they passed by.

“I first, Fiona!” pamit Arsene's.

“Good, see you again!” he smiled under the street lights. The girl lowered her head and continued her steps towards the dormitory building which was only a few blocks away.

Meanwhile Arsene took a leisurely step towards the dormitory. Picking up his phone from the bag, he was surprised to find an unread message from his wife a few hours ago. After noon, he no longer had time to open the phone because visitors continued to arrive and make orders. Moreover, many visitors choose his homemade dessert.

Arsene ran to her room, impatient to meet her lover. He knocked on his room door.

“Zaara, assalamu’alaikum!”

But there was no reply there. Arsene knocks again louder, worried that his wife is asleep at Maghrib's time. “Zaara Darling!”

A narrow-eyed man with a somewhat full body approached him. He is a resident of the dormitory next to him, who also comes from Indonesia. He was a student at a university in Sydney.

“You looking for your wife, Sen?!” ask the man, Felix his name.

All the residents of this dormitory know that Arsene is married young. Unlike the students in the academy, his privacy relationship was not much to know except those who were both living in this dormitory. It's just that most of them don't care.

“So afternoon he came out. Looks like he has not returned, because from earlier I continue to sit in the middle room,” Felix explained.

“Astaghfirullah, where is Zaara?!” ask him to yourself. He knew Zaara was asking for permission to have lunch at her academy restaurant, but he did not know when.

Arsene opened his phone again. He saw his wife's message again. It has been four hours since the message was received. Arsene tried to reach his wife by phone. There are no connected tones from there. Now his feelings are nervous and anxious. He did not offer Maghrib prayers. Arsene asked Felix for permission to pray Maghrib in his room. Felix, who is also a Muslim, let his friends perform his worship in the room.

“Yes Allah, Where are you?” he told himself, panicking.

Felix looked at him with sympathy.

“Your phone is connected with GPS? Who knows, the phone is dead because it ran out of battery. Usually still seen the last trace if you share the location with GPS.” Felix.

Arsene was silent, then opened the application, he remembered that he had connected the GPS of his phone with his wife's phone. Hopefully it can be read.

A few seconds later, the final location point of Zaara can be read. The girl was detected at a mosque in the Parramatta area, a mosque Arsene used to visit on Friday. Zaara was detected there about an hour ago. Hopefully the girl will still be there.

“Still, Lix! I go first!” Arsene turned her body.

“Undee?”

“At Parramatta Mosque!”

Arsene walked in half a step towards the sidewalk of Blaxland. To reach Parramatta Mosque, he had to reach Top Ryde Community to be able to take a bus to Phillip street in the Parramatta area. Not a short distance to get there, it takes about 50 minutes by public transportation. The bus comes in about 20 minutes. Hopefully the bus will come quickly when he arrives at the stop. His heart raced along with his accelerated pace. Why did Zaara get there? Moreover, he did not tell her of his existence anymore. What the hell's going on?

Arsene sped up when he saw a blue-white bus stop at a stop. He immediately boarded the bus and attached the ticket payment card to the available place. His breathing panted after the young man sat on the back bench holding a plastic bag containing two of his dinner boxes. His mind was completely stifled and anxious, moreover Zaara could not be contacted at all.

Suddenly his phone rang as he tried to set his breathing back to normal. His cousin's name is on there. What the hell is this? thought.

“Why Brother Al?!” he asked, his voice sounded roaring uncharacteristically.

“Lu again why Cen? I bother yak?!” alice asked, her mind dirty.

“What the hell is Brother? I ran away from this!”

“Lari-ranem malem, why?” Alice asked something unimportant.

“What's going on?!” arsene asked half emotion.

“Ardan ngundurin himself, Cen! How am I supposed to?! He kanya have sent pesen also the same you deh!” his info made Arsene's heart flinch.

Arsene breathed heavily. Why do two problems come at the same time like this. He doesn't understand.

“Yes Allah, Brother! I haven't opened whatsapp yet, brother! Zaara says!” obviously panic.

“Ngilang?! Tell me what you mean?!” Alice sounded half-crying.

“Don't know, he's not in the room. He said he wanted a way out, but now he can't be reached. Good thing the location on the GPS is still tracked. I want nyusulin first. Hopefully he's still there.” While talking, he looked at the condition of the streets that were still crowded.

“Yes Allah, Zaara! Where's the kid?!” Alice was worried.

“Urusan Kang Ardan, I'll handle it again. I'm focused on finding Zaara first, right? Doain aja hopefully Zaara well aja.”

“Iya Cen! I send a prayer from here.”

“Don't tell anyone first Brother! I'll be sure again!”

“Ready! You be careful too Cen!”

“Yes, thanks Brother!”

The young man's mind grew increasingly confused many times over. What's up with Ardan, until he decides to resign from his job at the store. Sales have been great lately. Arsene tried to calm down and keep thinking positively. His focus for now was to find his wife. He took a bottle from his sling bag and gulped it down. His throat was dry after running.

The young man continued to pray in his heart for his wife to be safe and well.

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Waduhh....

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