SILA AND SAILA
You're jealous

The holidays at the beach are over. They all vacationed there for a week. And during that one week, they spent their – days on the beach full of happiness and excitement.

Now Sila and Saila are back, living their lives – each with their partner.

While Mr. Bima and Mrs Yasmin flew to France to visit Ansel, his son who was studying there. And it's all because of Angela's complaints to her brother who can't handle Ansel, whose nature is not much different from Mr. Bima.

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University, where Sila and Zidan went to college.

Sila had just dropped out of her class after she finished her college degree, but was different from Zidan who was still continuing his law degree. Zidan is indeed some days very busy with his lecture which will soon be completed.

Please, who intends to be with Zidan, go home to Zidan's class. But while in front of Zidan's class, Please contact Zidan first to invite him home together.

Zidan tells Sila that he can't get back with her in time and tells Sila to come back with her bodyguard. He is forced to go to Zidan's class to wait for him there so that he does not get bored like the other day.

As Sila walked in, she accidentally saw a girl sitting beside Zidan, even engrossed in chatting with the friendly man. The girl was named Dara, one of the law students at their college. Please also accelerate his steps to approach Zidan and Dara.

“What are you doing here?” zidan asked as he saw Sila standing in front of him. Just then, Sila stood up with a sharp gaze looking at Zidan and Dara who were sitting together.

“I'm looking for you. I don't want to go home with dad's bodyguard. I don't like them. After all, a deserted house, no one. So I want to wait for you until your course is finished,” replied Please.

“Then you sit back there, waiting for me to finish studying!” pinta Zidan pointed at one of the chairs behind him.

“I want to sit here!” sila said with her voice sounding high and resolute while glancing at the woman sitting beside Zidan. He raised his voice firmly because he deliberately insinuated Dara who had been staring with a smile.

“Senior, I'm the one who moved to the back!” sahut Dara with a forced smile. It was obvious on his face that he felt bad for Sila, especially when Sila looked at him with a hostile look. As if he thought of himself as an opponent.

Please sit next to Zidan as Dara stands up from her chair. He immediately kept his bag on the table hard to make the person in his class, surprised, as well as Zidan who was surprised to see the behavior of Sila, who was shocked, especially when he saw the face of Sila who looked annoyed.

“What's wrong with you?” zidan asked frowned, feeling confused by Sila's attitude.

“Not what – what. I'm just pissed at someone,” replied Please.

“You're jealous of Dara?” ask Zidan who is aware of Preceptual behavior. Just then, he smiled at Sila who was pouting beside him, moreover Sila did not see him when Sila answered his words.

Please turn your head, look hard at Zidan, “Who's jealous? I'm not jealous at all. Ordinary ajah!”

Please move his head back forward, unwilling to see the smiling Zidan as if mocking him.

“Already, don't pout so. I'll make it up to you later when we get home. Okay!” zidan said as he rubbed the back of Sila's head with his still smiling face looking at Sila beside him.

“What can you do besides college, and studying. Dating never is!” ketus Please.

“Gini – gini I can do what girls love. You'll see later,” reply Zidan.

“Cih ... overbearing once!” said Sila.

“Already silent. The lecturer has entered. If he knew you were here. He must have told you to answer questions you didn't know,” whispered Zidan as he watched his lecturer's eye lecturer enter the classroom.

Please also silently look ahead to pay attention to the lecturer who has started teaching.

30 Minutes later, Sila was already bored with the course described by her lecturer, let alone she did not understand at all. He turned to the side looking at Zidan who seemed to be focused on his lesson.

“Kak Zidan, I'm tired of hearing him babble about chapter – chapter continues. Until when the lesson is over?” ask Sila who looks lethargic.

“One more hour, dear,” replied Zidan without looking at Please and just focusing forward.

“What, one hour?” sila shouted which made everyone look at her. Being shocked at Zidan's words, Sila reflexively shouted inside her class.

“Why are you shouting?” whispered Zidan.

Please directly lower his head, hiding himself when he realized that – people were watching him, let alone the lecturer who taught earlier directly stared at the two of them.

“Hey, the girl who wears the pink jacket. Quickly stand!” the teacher's order called Sila.

Please do not lift his head, because he did not realize that he was the one who was called at that time.

Zidan put his head close to Sila's ear, then said: “Do not look down. He's calling you now!”

“Who called me?” ask Sila who is still down.

“Hey, you're wearing a pink jacket. Quickly stand!” sahut back his lecturer.

Sila who was aware of his call, immediately stood up, then straightened her head to see the lecturer.

“I sir,” Reply Please.

“Ya .. you. You don't seem to notice the lesson I gave you. Well then, you have an easy question for you. What were your actions when you were assigned by the law firm to defend someone accused of murder?” ask the teacher.

“Why did you ask me something like that? Of course I'll put him in jail. He is, a murderer, willing to defend again anyway!” said Sila who made friends – friends in her class immediately laughed out loud.

Please look surprised to see everyone even laugh at him there. He could only bow his head feeling ashamed of himself.

“You are not a law major huh. Why are you in this class?” his Lecturer returned, asking Sila.

Please re-raise his head, then say: “I followed my girlfriend here sir.”

“Who's your girlfriend?” ask the teacher again.

“She,” said Sila as she pointed at Zidan who was sitting upright beside her.

“Zidan, stand!” the lecturer's orders.

“Ya sir!” reply Zidan while standing in his seat.

“Is he really your girlfriend?” ask the lecturer again to see Zidan.

Zidan turned to look at Sila for a while, then returned to look at her lecturer who was standing a bit away from them.

“My engagement sir,” replied Zidan.

“Father knows that you are busy with your – lessons, so maybe you do not have time to have fun –, but you do not need to date also in class!” said his lecturer who lectured Zidan.

“Good sir,” replied Zidan.

“Sit in peace!” his lecturer's orders were firm.

“Good,” replied Zidan.

Zidan and Sila finally sat back down. They continued their delayed lesson. Of course Sila could only stand there without daring to talk to Zidan again, even though he was impatient, but she had to hold him back if she wanted to go home with Zidan.

But behind that silence, he was not happy with Zidan who felt that he only came to embarrass himself, especially Zidan had never glanced at him since.

An hour later, their lesson was finally over. The teacher who taught has left his place. The students also started to come out one by one from the class.

Please look at Zidan who is busy tidying his book into a bag.

“Kak Zidan!” call Sila.

“Emm,” reply Zidan who was busy entering his books.

“Are you ashamed?” ask Sila.

Zidan turned his head, “I'm ashamed why?” said Zidan.

“Yaaa .. because I embarrassed you earlier in front of your friends,” replied Please.

“Same as no. I'm even worried about you. You must have been embarrassed to laugh at them earlier. They all laugh because the question you answer is a very easy one. And it's aimed at juniors who just entered the eyes of their college!” obviously Zidan.

Please look sullen considering the incident earlier.

“Not to think about. Come on, let's go home. I want to take you somewhere you like!” bring Zidan.

“Where?” ask Sila to be curious.

“Still secret. This is a surprise, so you must not know first,” replied Zidan.

“Good. It's up to you!”

Sila and Zidan also stand from their seats – each, then walk out together – the same. They walk hand in hand while occasionally looking at each other with their same faces – similarly smiling.

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