My student's my future husband?
Episode 5's
The time has shown at 16.15 WIB. The wedding organizer has not arrived yet. We were both quite connected when chatting a lot of things. I finally found out a little about my future husband.
Ferdian Winata has appeared in monthly college magazines since he became a freshman. Naturally, his face always steals a lot of attention, both among students and lecturers.
His face and body are perfect in many women's eyes, making him a lot of targets ranging from underclassmen, classmates, and seniors and alumni. Just incredible!
In his second year, he was offered by the BEM (Student Executive Board) to run for student presidency. Of course, many members of BEM hoped that his popularity on campus would win the election. Yes, and sure! He also won the election with a landslide victory from the number of student votes. It is not just the look that sells, his brain is smart, and his diplomatic style of speech was indeed reliable. At least that's what I got from the story.
To believe? Okay I'll investigate later.
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"You got his WO party number?" askaku after the ashar prayer in the cafe mushola.
"Well, do you want to try the phone?" he pulled out his phone.
"Yes try it first, here let me just call, you pray first!"
"Good, Miss! It's just my cell phone," he said innocently. Ah, why do you trust me so much, Ferdian! I can steal data on your phone, right?!
"Yes, I wear it, I won't do anything, just calm down!" my spoken.
He smiled and walked to the mosque.
I tried to contact the WO who said he was coming here. The number is connected, a female voice answers my call.
It turns out they are stuck in a traffic jam in the market, but maybe about 10-15 minutes to go, according to their confirmation. All right, we'll wait.
"Have been contacted?" suddenly the boy was in front of me. Her front hair is wet, her face is fresh, somehow it looks sexier, eh?!
"Already, he said stuck in traffic in the market. Maybe even a little while later."
"Oh yes! Miss Ajeng since when did you teach at our college?"
"Three years ago, but used to be an intern as an assistant lecturer while studying S2. Only after graduating S2 can be a real lecturer," I said while bribing a spoonful of spaghetti I ordered. My diet really failed today.
"Meanwhile I am a new student, Miss Ajeng is also still in S2?"
I nodded and sipped my favorite mango juice.
"Oh yes, what decorations will be used for the reception party?" tanyakanya.
"What color do you like?"
"I love the dark color anyway, Miss!"
"The reception party is in black, yuk?!" candaku.
We're laughing.
"Kaya Halloween dong, all the invited guests wear horror costumes that, huh? Continued in the release of many tombstones, haha kocak really!" he said while chuckling.
"Hahaha can't be over, that's great! Where the guests come will be the friends of all of us, all parents, hilarious! Oops, pamali!"
I cleared my throat, stopping our laughter.
"Okay, be serious! What if the color is neutral? Rich blend of light brown and pink. I can wear a pink dress, and you can wear a light brown tuxedo" I said.
"May you too!"
"Okay, fix it?!"
He just nodded.
A waiter came to usher two men behind him, one hijab-wearing woman who might be in her 35s, and a man of her own age.
We both stood to greet him.
"Hi, I'm Ajeng! It's Ferdian!" I said to both of them, introducing myself.
"Hi, I'm Mirna and this is my partner, James! Sorry for waiting so long!" said it.
"Please sit down" I said, coding for Ferdian to move in and sit next to me. I tried to tidy up the table filled with our used plates and gave it to the waiter, also ordering two drinks for them.
"Duh, this is a handsome and beautiful bride huh, James?!" said Mirna.
"That's right, Tea!"
We blushed.
Mirna pulled out two brochures to us. He explained carefully what we might need for the reception.
Ferdian and I were almost confused, because we both didn't understand anything about the wedding. Though we had older brothers who were married before, but we had no picture at all. So we just explained the important points.
At around 17:15 WIB the meeting with the WO was completed.
"After what?" ask Ferdian.
"Somehow, maybe your mother or my mother will arrange it" I said put the phone in the bag.
"All right! So Miss Ajeng wants to go home now?"
"Yes, I have to go home now, because there are still tasks to be completed later that night" I explained.
"Do I need to take you?"
"Thank you so much (thank you so much), Ferdian! But my house is further away from here, and you live around campus, I'm so rich every day!"
"Well, then does Miss mind if I call later?" tanyanya hesitated.
"Mh, depends on the situation?" replied joking.
"meaning?"
"How come, anytime (when)!"
Again a big smile and sparkling eyes appeared.
"Thank you!"
"Together!"
I took my bike from the parking lot, then put on a helmet. While Ferdian had been sitting on his big bike while watching me. I waved my hand at him.
"Be careful on the road, Miss!" his yell.
I just returned with a smile. I drove my bike through many roads and intersections. What a long exhausting day.
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[Ferdian POV]
I watched the woman's departure until it was completely invisible to the eye. How happy my heart is today, to be able to have a long conversation with him let alone talk about each one of us. The thing that I think is a bit difficult to do, considering that I am just a student and he is a popular new lecturer, which is likely we can only talk about courses.
Ajeng Chandra Diningrat, is the only woman I admire after puberty. Because there are too many women who admire me, I want to avoid and stay away from women.
But that time came, when the orientation and introduction on campus. I saw him for the first time. Her long hair was soft, her confidence was always radiating, her beautiful face was charming and of course I knew she was a lecturer in my faculty. I was lucky to get him to teach my class this semester. So as much as possible I want him to remember me. Therefore, I always reasoned to forget to pass on his college eye clock. Evidently, he always called my name to ascertain whether I had filled out the attendance or not.
Luckily again, when my father and mother told me that there were two candidates who would be my soul mate. I was told to choose. But at that time, I vehemently rejected my matchmaking on the grounds that I wanted to focus on my college and business.
But my mother showed me a photo of two of my prospective matchmakers, which turned out to be one of them was Miss Ajeng. At that moment, I thought hard to reconsider my matchmaking. I'm trying to find the best reason why I should marry him. I knew she was a career-focused woman, so as much as possible I should be able to prepare myself and also the answer to why she should accept me.
I lay down on the bed upon arrival in the boarding room. I open my phone, and take a quick peek at Instagram. Apparently Miss Ajeng posted a photo 30 minutes ago.
Photo of 2 cake plates and 2 cups of cappucino that we enjoyed earlier. Obviously my feet are the background of the photo. Even so, he can take a good picture viewpoint. [Today's diet challenge] he wrote.
It turns out that in the comments column is full of comments followers are mostly male students.
[Not dieting, Miss! It's so cute!]
[Miss, another date?]
[Failed to focus on the same owner's foot in the background of the photo, tell dong Miss!]
[Miss Ajeng dating who? I'm sad😭]
[Who is that?]
[I'm heartbroken!]
I just laughed. It turned out to be quite teledor as well as my favorite lecturer. I don't know yet, is he going to tell his friends at the school about this wedding? I don't care if we announce this marriage. It's just, I thought, that that woman would definitely try to hide it.
Maybe I should ask her to talk again tomorrow. Yeah, right!
How about we just go on a date?
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