My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 129. Gathering
Zaara put the helmet on the hanger near the door of her apartment. He lit the stove and heated the vegetables and side dishes this morning. While Arsene only came after he had a short chat with a security guard of his apartment.
“Sholat with ya?” arsene said, because he was late to attend congregational prayers in the mosque.
“Iya.”
The lunch plate is on the table. Arsene took a spoon after the dzuhur prayer together. Zaara poured drinking water. His face seemed to be thinking about something.
“Still, Darling!” arsene said when Zaara gave him a drinking glass.
They both enjoyed lunch together. Arsene looked suspiciously at his wife's silent face.
“What do you think, Honey?” ask Arsene.
“Ah not,” sergeant Zaara, small smile.
“Not think of the mbak-mbak that was pesen much?” guess Arsene.
Zaara raised her eyebrows. “You don't know that girl?” ask Zaara to Arsene.
“Hah?!”
Zaara pulled her lips. “Korih, you don't know, just take her!” zaara's reply made Arsene frown.
“I drag him? Who?”
“Astria! The girl from earlier!”
“I don't know, who is he?!” ask Arsene curiously.
Zaara sighed. “He's the one who kept me in school!”
“Astaghfirullah! He wasn't under house arrest at the time?”
“Iya. I'm worried aja.”
Arsene. A moment to remember the events of two years ago that made him really worried about the condition of Zaara who was then still his best friend.
“But he knows me no ya?” ask Arsene.
“If you know your name, it might. Because you dragged him to the police.”
“Hmm.. already, husnudzon. Maybe he has changed,” said Arsene trying to calm Zaara.
“Hopefully!”
Zaara's thoughts have not been separated from Astria who ever made her captive all night at school. She looks so different than she did at school. That made him not recognize her too much when he was in the store. The red, also wavy dyed hair was a new appearance for Astria. In the past at school was not like that despite having long hair shoulder length. His face also somehow looks different with a taper chin and a more tapered cheek. Astria has really changed in terms of appearance. Zaara hoped that her attitude had also changed, even though she was very worried about him.
Arsene and Zaara returned to their shop after a meal and took a break that afternoon. The store was still filled with visitors who mostly took their orders out. Arsene immediately checked what menus have run out. It does not restore the menu that is completely finished. So it will not make excessive stock and customers can choose the menu that is still available. Meanwhile Zaara helps the waiter refill the finished cake to the storefront.
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“Honey, I went to daddy's house first yes want to pinjem car!” arsene said that morning.
“I'm coming with Brother!” zaara exclaimed from the balcony drying clothes.
“No need, I'll take the car!”
Zaara grunted in annoyance.
“But I came with the cake send ya?” pinta Zaara's.
“Iya, later see the situation of fear of the fullness of his car. I'll pinjem mommy's car, the space is not wide. While this order is many.”
“Peach comes. Point!”
“Yes, wait here? I'll pick you up again!”
“Why do you have to anter?” zaara protests.
“Yes how, have to use a car. Kak Al's car is damaged, Kang Erwin can't use the car yet! Forced me to anter,” explained Arsene.
“I just have to come!”
Arsene sighed to see his hard-hearted wife wanted to accompany him. He approached her and hugged her.
“I'll be fine, Zaara Darling!”
“I can't believe that girl. I'm afraid he'll get revenge again!” Zaara whine.
“Sst. can't do that! We can't suudzon. Inget, that prejudice comes from the devil. Istighfar, Darling!”
Zaara closed, “astaghfirullahaladzim!”
Arsene cupped his wife's cheeks.
“You just stay here? Believe me, I'll be fine. If until night I haven't come home or I'm not in the store yet, you can act!” arsene.
Zaara.
“I'm coming, pleaseaasee!” zaara said with her sparkling eyes.
“Let me see first huh? Wait for news from me!”
Arsene briefly kissed his wife's lips, then held them again. Zaara resigned herself, hoping that Allah would protect her husband. Her heart was so anxious, the revenge Astria had once obtained would now target her husband who had dragged her to the police. Though she doubts that Astria knows that Arsene is her husband.
“I leave first!” arsene kissed Zaara's forehead.
“Be careful, Brother Darling!”
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
The store clerk helped Arsene lift the ordered cakes on behalf of Astria Renata into Ajeng's mpv car. Because cake and dessert orders were numerous, quickly filling the rear seats of the white car, a portion was kept above the front seats. Forced the cake should be placed in the car and not in the trunk, because the temperature of the AC will keep the topping durable. Arsene has also given a bonus of one box containing 12 pcs of muffins there. The man drove his car to a club located on Riau Street. It was not too far from his shop, so Arsene decided not to take Zaara there that afternoon. After all, he only drove, especially the woman had paid for her order. So he was a little relieved.
The car was parked in a three-story building with a modern feel. Small lights dangled from the top of the building along with hanging plants. Arsene got out of his car and approached the security guard.
“Is there really a Miss Astria Renata party?” ask Arsene.
“Yes right, A! What is it gonna take?”
“I want to transfer the cake order, where to put ya?”
“Oh for a moment, I ask first!”
The security guard ran through the side door to the back of the building. Arsene leaned against her mother's car while looking at her phone. He immediately contacted his wife.
“Abang again between cakes huh, Darling?”
“Yes Allah, why not take a ride?!” ask Zaara.
“Full seat same cake box, anyways jerk! It's gonna lift a little bit more! This is home!”
Sounds heavy across the phone, “cepet home yes, Brother Darling! Anyway straight back here, don't go to the store just yet!”
Arsene chuckled at his chatty wife, “iya, Honey!”
“Be careful!”
“Hmm... assalamu’alaikum!”.
“Wa’alaikumsalam!”
Shortly after Arsene hung up the phone, the security guard came with several people who appeared to be employees of the building. Arsene opened the door of his car and took out the boxes of cookies, so that the people there could take him to the side door. There was one more box left, and Arsene had to take him to the back of the building to follow the men.
“Sorry this one more left behind!” arsene told the people who were there.
“Please bring in, A!” said a middle-aged man.
“Oh..”
Arsene brought the box of cookies inside, past the warehouse room full of piles of liquor. Suddenly his heart felt no shame. He had stepped on the place of worship, he was privileged. Then he quickly put the box on a table with other boxes of cake.
“Hai, Arsene!” said a woman from behind.
Arsene. Reversing his body when he had put the last cookie box left behind. A voice called his name.
“You want me?” ask the maroon-haired woman. Her face looks beautiful, smooth, and blushing. Her make-up is thin even though her lips look like her hair color. His body is wrapped in a shiny material that covers the chest to his thighs only. His smooth legs look slim especially with high heels that have crossed straps on his calves.
“Astria?” asked Arsene squinted her eyes.
The girl looked more mature in appearance than her supposed age. Even though they are the same age.
“Still snot apparently, why yesterday time in the store you did not want?” tanya Astria played the end of her wavy hair.
“I've never known you, except back then.”.
“When you report me to the police, because we are as big as your girlfriend?” Astria continued Arsene's sentence that was cut off in a cynical tone.
Arsene. He wanted to hear what the girl was going to say. Astria walked over to the table filled with boxes of cookies.
“You're just a gini-rich pastryman?!” astria asked haughty and cynical while opening the boxes of her order cake.
“That was my dream long ago!”
Astria chuckles.
“If you become my girlfriend, you can be more than this. Even you can master all the culinary markets in Indonesia!” astria walked over to Arsene.
Arsene snorted, turning his eyes the other way.
“I don't need!”
“Well, what a pity! Though you are handsome, rich, smart, why choose Zaara to be your girlfriend?”
“Zaara is not my girlfriend!”
“Masa?!” astria asked uncertainly, she clasped her hands in front of her own chest.
“Zaara my wife!”
“WHAT?!”
Astria was surprised but then laughed horribly, then clapped her hands.
“Both good! Looks like we should play for a while!” Astria rolled her eyes.
Suddenly the door that Arsene had entered was closed. Someone shut it from the outside and locked it. Arsene can't open it.
“You're not going anywhere yet? We'll play for a minute!”
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