My student's my future husband?
Episode 45's
Andre hung up his phone. Then looked at Ajeng who was wiping his hands with a piece of wet tissue.
“Jeng, you come home with me huh?”
“Hah?”
“Barusan Ferdian asked me if I had gone home yet. If you have not returned he said ask for help anter you go home, because he still has further discussions until maghrib, how?” ask Andre.
Ajeng muttered for a moment, then checked his phone. Apparently there was a short message from her husband who told her to go home first with Andre. Ferdian's learning activities have been pretty busy lately,
he should carry a motorbike every day. So she will not rely on her husband or trouble others when going home.
“OK! I dare not wait here until Maghrib!” say Ajeng.
“Why, fear of ghosts huh?” Andre Canda.
“Yes not that too times, humans are now scarier than ghosts!” cebik Ajeng's.
“Haha! Yuk ah we go home now!” bring Andre.
Ajeng made sure his luggage and followed Andre who was walking towards the parking lot. The staff who were about to return home also greeted the two of them kindly. Andre walks towards his MVP (minivan) car which is red. He put his briefcase in the back seat. A few eyes stared at the two of them riding on the car. A few more seemed to be whispering about the two.
The road leading out of the campus gate is crowded with vehicles waiting in line to come out. Not only crowded vehicles but also students and staff workers who walk on foot. The street vendors in
the sidewalk of the road also meets the outside environment, trying their luck to find sustenance there.
“Need to be escorted somewhere before?” bargain Andre while his car is waiting in line out the gate.
“Hmm... no power!” answer Ajeng.
“OK deh, directly to your apartment yes!”
Ajeng.
“Oh yes, when you were betrothed to Ferdian how did he feel? I am curious to be fooled that way,” asked Andre after his car managed to get out of the campus gate and sauntered into the highway that turned out to be stuck.
“Yes surprised, stunt passed out instead!” answer Ajeng.
“Oh yes?”
“After my papa there was no wind, no storm, suddenly told me to go home. Eh dunya directly fooled that. Especially if it turns out that my student is the soul mate!”
“Hahaha shock abis huh?”
“Banget!”
“Key can finally marry Ferdian?”
“Yes I believe in Papa, because my brother is also like that and he said he would not regret the mate of papa's choice. After all Ferdian is quite mature and responsible,” Ajeng explained.
“What is the feeling?”
“At first I hesitated, but day by day (day by day), the feeling grew. I also never realized how love grows over time. Even though we only know on campus as students, no more. The matchmaking was also only a month!”
“One month?!” ask Andre in shock.
Ajeng.
“Amazing! I salute you all! Moga last until death separates, until the afterlife later!” said Andre sincerely.
“Aaamiiin! When are you? Nicky Bang also not yet?”
“Yes, let alone Nicky, he's busier than me!”
“Hopefully meet your soul mate is yes!”
“Aaamiiin!” this time it was Andre who guaranteed.
It did not take long, even though on the road the vehicle drove solid, they finally arrived at the yard of the apartment owned by Ferdian and Ajeng.
“There are many yes, Dre! Sorry so ngerepotin nih!” say Ajeng before getting out of the car.
“No problem, we are family!”
He smiled, then got out of Andre's car.
“I'm home huh?!” pamit Andre from the side of the window.
“Yes, be careful, Dre!”
Andre drove his car back to the crowded streets. Meanwhile, Ajeng walked towards the room
his apartment.
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Saturday has arrived. I can't wait for Andre to wait for this time. He plans to meet with his High School friends in a cafe that is quite comfortable around the Dago area. Nervous he drove his car to the tropical-style cafe.
Andre walked in through the cafe's main door. Jazz songs welcomed his arrival. A waitress greeted him.
“There can I help?” ask a female waitress.
“Is there a table reservation on behalf of Irvan this morning?” ask Andre.
“Oh no, I inter alia!” said the waitress, then drove Andre to the third floor.
“The table on behalf of Irvan is in the right corner yes, sir! bright waitresses upon their arrival on the third floor.
Andre looked towards the right, at the corner table it turned out that there was already someone there. A man with thin, big eyes and a baseball cap was seen laughing. In front of him were two women. One woman was rather full of long brown hair. Next to her was a small, thin woman with long, tied hair. Ah, there they are.
Irvan stood up from her seat after noticing the arrival of Andre who was about to walk up to her.
“Oy, this is masbro Englishman, what’s up buddy?” hello Irvan hugged his friend with a sigh.
“Great! I’m feeling great!” andre replied to his best friend's embrace.
“Hai, Sher! How are you?” greet Andre.
“Alhamdulillah Dre!”
“Andre you haven't changed huh?! Wonderful deh!” this time it was Diandra who greeted him with a warm handshake.
“Hahaha can aja!” said Andre.
The four of them sat down on the sofa.
“When are you going to Indonesia, Dre?” shera asked enthusiastically.
“That's about two months, just still busy managing my move file, so just to contact you now!” bright Andre.
“Wah so really settle again in Bandung now?” ask Diandra.
“Iya at least for the next 5 years I will stay here. I also got a job here.” Answer Andre.
“Oh yes? Nice dong! Where do you work?” this time Irvan asked.
“I work at the University of Mentari, so be a lecturer, be an expert there,”
“Wow, that elite university huh?” irvan Response.
Andre nodded. Then Irvan told his three best friends to order a menu of dishes available.
“Others didn't come huh?” asked Andre after giving all the orders to the waitress.
“Gue has tried to contact Gerry, but he is still in Singapore, his work is not done he said. So can not return to Bandung,” explained Irvan.
“Cindy continues to be busy in Jakarta too, understanding the work of the model is rather difficult to disturb so!” continued Irvan.
“Nava?” andre could finally say that name.
“Nava no response, Dre! I don't know about him either. Last saw her 6 months ago, when she moved house. After that we lose contact. Sadness!” obviously Shera, who is Nava's closest friend.
“Emang Nava move where?” it seems that Andre is more enthusiastic to know the news of his best friend this one.
“After I just moved house. He's still in Bandung, really! Maybe a little busy so can not be contacts with us,” said Shera lethargic. “The social account is also not active, so it is difficult to contact deh,” continued Shera again.
“Ooh is that?”
“Still love Nava?” asked Irvan to elbow Andre's arm.
“Ah, I think he's the same Gerry!”
“Haha... Nava is perfect for Gerry! At first I also thought he was dating Gerry, but apparently not!” obviously Shera.
“Andre, Andre! It turns out you are a loyal man. But what if it turns out that Nava moved to Singapore and married Gerry?” joked Irvan, making the male friend next to him flinch.
It seems that Andre still keeps that feeling to Nava, a beautiful woman who is cheerful and pleasant. Irvan could only pat Andre on the shoulder, before finally serving their menu on the table.
Andre seemed to be pondering how he could get Nava's contact.
“Sher, medsos Nava account what the hell?” andre asked bluntly, making Irvan choke.
“Who lo who so surprised cuy?!” said Diandra who saw Irvan busy wiping spills of drinks from his glass.
“Si Andre can also to the point! Shock me! You used to be able to still do ngerelain Nava for Gerry first,” said Irvan.
“Andre has changed, Van! Nice dong!” exclaim Shera spirit.
“So what is the account name? I'm trying to find his name, don't meet!” ask Andre again, impatiently.
“Miss Dreamer, what yes, just check me!” Shera opened her phone and checked her Instagram account. He typed the word ‘miss dreamer’ in the search field. Enter Nava's account with username @missdreamer95_.
Shera gives Andre his phone so that the man can see the account of the woman he likes. The last post appeared 3 months ago, the woman was in an art gallery that did not seem to be in Indonesia.
“OK thanks!” said Andre who immediately typed the username on his Instagram account to follow.. She recalled, Miss Dreamer is a nickname for Nava from her who always made imaginary stories at school first.
“If Nava really married how Dre?” ask Irvan.
“Ya is already gapapa, I want to know the news of him anyway! I felt guilty the last time we sent him that email, I didn't have time to reply to him. Not a chance anyway, I reply to his email for too long, and it was not sent,” explained Andre disappointed.
“Uuh, that was so disappointed (surely very disappointing) huh?” irvan's response was sympathetic to Andre.
“Yes that is! I'm gonna be happy! Yes already, the important thing is now I really like to meet you here, still did not expect I could return to Bandung!”
“Haha yes, I don't think we can get together again. Yes even though it is not complete now,” said Shera drank vanilla lattenya.
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The sun has risen to its throne. It does not feel that the four friends during High School must separate again even for a while. Maybe enough to let go of his fourth miss. Stories during High School
fun, upsetting and boring they re-branded as a sweet story that will never be forgotten. Although only four out of seven of them, but enough for them to build more memories left behind for approximately 7 years.
Irvan said to go directly to Jakarta, because he had worked in the office of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs (Kementrian Foreign Relations) and settled there. While Shera was picked up by her husband and children to return home, she still lives in Bandung. Diandra, the woman, has also been picked up by her fiance. Ah, time does run so fast that circumstances also change following the dynamics of life. Andre walks towards the parking lot after his three best friends come home first. He sat behind his wheel.
A white sedan can be seen entering the cafe's parking lot where Andre parked his car.
Andre let the car park first before he got out. The car was parked next to the car. A woman wearing a white blouse shirt with jeans got out of her car. Andre had noticed the woman from behind the glass of his steering wheel. His shoulder-length hair that was blown by the wind was quite reminiscent of Nava. He realized today was talking too much and thinking about the woman so that others who passed by could be considered similar.
A knot of smiles and surprise from the woman's face, as she stared at the screen of her phone. An account managed to make his mind drift to seven years ago where he felt that his best time was at that time.
Andre restarts his car to his apartment, breaking through the length of a narrow road. Although his gaze focused on the streets, but still his mind had been overshadowed by the memories stored well in his memory.
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