My student's my future husband?
(C2) Ep 100. Robed Man

Zaara shuddered after reading a poem from an envelope addressed to her. His mind was of course curious as to who the sender of this poem was. Even he felt challenged to find out. He must see it, even though his heart is afraid not to play. Though his marriage with Arsene has spread well in his faculty as well as the mosque environment. Unless the sender is a freshman. But who? He felt he had never been in contact with any new students, because he was not involved in the committee of ospek.

Zaara looked at her friends who were also curious.

“Where?” ask Zaara for an opinion.

“We pursue yuk!” let Terry be excited.

“Yakin?!” ask Hana.

“We are three, don't be afraid! If you meet, just hit it straight away means send this to Zaara for what? And you all know that Zaara is married, if you are ready to face Arsene the Great, bhahaha!” Terry's idea was amazing, making the other two friends agree.

“So where are we?” ask Hana.

“To the front of the literary perpus!” answer Zaara.

The three hijab-wearing girls set off without further ado to return to their faculty and head for the library building in the first-floor B building. With a swift pace, they went back through the lush trees, walked on the sidewalks, and crossed the streets.

The atmosphere of the faculty is still crowded by students who still have to complete their final semester exams. Similarly, in front of building B which is still milling about people passing through the corridor from class to class.

A person in a black hoodie jacket covering his entire head was seen putting a pink box on a chair in front of the library. The jacket was too big for her body. The three girls saw his tall and skinny figure. Seen from anywhere, his figure was a man. That figure is too suspicious there. Zaara's heart is getting less and less for this mission.

The enthusiastic Terry quickened his footsteps when he saw the figure disappear behind building B. While Zaara and Hana take the pink box, Zaara's name is written there.

“Open, Ra!” terry shouted approaching, after he failed to find the mysterious figure.

"Didn't he say he was wearing an LDK jacket?" zaara asked not to understand.

"Replace possible, make camouflage doang." Terry says.

It makes sense, but it's still too weird. It could be that the figure is an LDK activist who admires it. Benak Zaara kept wondering.

Then, Zaara quickly opened the box she was holding. It turned out that the box contained another folded paper. He read it in a voice that his two friends could hear.

My miss is too heavy

Even the clouds cannot carry it

The rain is definitely losing

The sea cannot contain it either

I miss very much

Will you share?

So that my burden is not difficult anymore

*note: find me in front of the east gate center atm. If it stops, I'd rather die

“Aahh...I'm scared ah!” zaara yelled at the paper. Especially after reading the last phrase in the letter. Who would dare to die for him?

“Udah don't be afraid, there will be us! It's still daytime! At ATMs are also many people.” Terry was most excited to solve this mystery. Even he stood up to be able to continue what was written.

“But serem ih, rich psycho itu!” timpal Hana agrees with Zaara.

“What do you want?!” Zaara trample her shoes on the tiles.

“Udah hit aja hence! Let Arsene come home later he faces directly!” continued Terry.

Zaara looked at Hana worriedly and fearfully. Just this time he felt frightened because there was someone who was after his heart. When she was married, why did it have to be like this? He wanted to contact Arsene and ask for his opinion. It's just that Terry quickly pulled his arm when he was about to take the cell phone from inside his bag.

The three of them walked down the campus pavement, passing through several faculties to be able to reach the east gate, which was located quite far from their faculty. Usually they will use campus transportation, just because the weather is good and lush trees help dispel the sunlight during the day, so they decide to walk.

That's right Terry said. ATM center conditions are so crowded by students who have transaction needs. Indeed, in the daytime hours the ATM will always be full. Some students were also seen sitting around in the park chairs. They caught the figure of the black-robed man was on the side of the ATM center, while carrying a box that was larger in size than before. The three got closer, as the man put the box on the floor next to the pot of plants. Then the figure ran and disappeared at the gate.

“You till when do play rich gini keep?” grunts Zaara saw that figure had already left.

“Udah samperin is the first box!” said Terry. “Still this afternoon!” continued.

Zaara sighed and followed Terry who was ahead faster than her. Maybe Terry was worried the box would be lost or taken away by people. Terry waved his hand as he grabbed the brown box.

The name Zaara was written there. What else is it, poetry again? This box feels heavier than ever.

Zaara opened it with a pounding heart. There's a soft thing in it. He took it and took it out. A small, cute and adorable koala doll hugging her child. A roll of paper was tucked in the doll's hand.

One more step we meet

Don't waste your steps

I'm not gonna make you

Disappointed in time

Short but haru

I'm sorry

*noted: meet me by the lake

if it stops, let me die

“Where? Still want to find out who?” is terry asked looking at Zaara who looked silent and silent. That anxious roar disappeared from him, changing the hope in the heart.

Zaara nodded steadily. Terry smiled widely and led Zaara to the lake which was located approximately one kilometer from the east gate. The location of the lake is close to the west gate of the campus which is usually passed by car. So they had to go back to that place even though the road was a bit uphill, because the artificial lake was located behind a hill, where students used to do a little research for botany.

Zaara's heart is not broken. His heart kept beating fast. His heart was a little hopeful. He held the koala doll tightly in his hand. They have entered the hills. Zaara recalled her conversation with Arsene when they were newly married. The man brought her here, and then a campus security officer caught them.

The hill is decorated with many plants and trees. The names of the plants and trees are embedded below, so visitors can find out the Latin name for the plants and trees. The three girls were still walking down the path on the hill towards the green lake which was quite spacious. Then they stopped their steps, when found by them the figure of the black-robed man was sitting casually on the edge of the lake. He went nowhere, and just stayed in his place. The three girls looked at his back.

Zaara glanced at her two friends. Terry gave the code to approach him.

Zaara sighed. The way the man sat was very familiar to him, not too upright with his back slightly bent. Could she? With careful steps, Zaara approached him.

“Arsene?”

Zaara opened her voice. Saliva gulped into his throat. He knew he was too hopeful that the figure was the man he had missed all along.

The man got up from his seat and turned around. His face was not clearly visible because his oversized hoodie managed to cover most of his face. Then, his hand moved upwards, took out the hoodie tip and took it off. His handsome face was clearly visible, exuding a longing smile there.

Zaara immediately ran up to him, in disbelief, that the man was in front of her eyes at this moment. He hugged the man's body tightly while shedding tears.

Yes, Arsene has come home. He deliberately did not tell his return to his wife, as an immeasurable surprise for the girl who owned the chubby cheek.

“Why didn't you say you were home?!” isak Zaara on her husband's chest.

“Sorry, I just want to surprise you, if I come home early!” Arsene stroked his wife's head.

“You're evil!”

“Iya I'm evil, sorry I am?!”

Arsene wiped his wife's wet cheeks. He was so happy to see the face in front of him even though it looked reddish from crying. Now the longing will really overflow, because they will continue to be together in the days ahead.

Arsene cupped his wife's cheek, just as he was about to land his kiss. Suddenly….

“Woy there is a spectator here!” terry shouted disturbing the meeting between the husband and wife.

Arsene and Zaara forget that there are still two girls there. They laugh at the same time.

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