
While on campus Azma is in law because it does not work on the proposal that has been given by the Lecturer. Azma was very embarrassed because she had to leave the room at this time.
"Basic, Lecturer freak!" Throw stones at any place.
'Plaque!
Unfortunately, the stone hit someone's head. "Aw! Who the hell is crashing?" Annoyed that guy.
'Deg!
Azma flinched, he did not expect if the stone hit someone's head, even the person is a killer lecturer who he really hated.
"Sorry, Sir. It was me!" Azma must admit her mistake.
The man looked, "you turned out!"
"Once again sorry, sir." Lirih Azma's.
"Other times be careful, don't be too careless. Understood?"
"Yes, Sir. Duh don't get angry times, ntar fast old loh."
"You're lecturing me?"
"Eh? That's not what it means. Excuse me, Sir. Assalamu'alaikum." Azma was horrified to see it, she immediately left without waiting for an answer from the Lecturer.
After Azma's departure, the man shook his head so amusedly at Azma. 'Little girl, you are so funny!' muttered.
Different things with Azmi who is now studying the group. The tables in the room they have made roundabout shape per group. Incidentally the Azmi group was only male, while the others were female. As usual, Azmi loves to tease women. Except for the woman in front of him, that woman is very difficult for him to control.
'Shelf!
"Can you just shut up?" The woman kicked the table, making everyone flinch in shock.
"What's up, Ukhti?" Azmi was mocking.
"If Antum still wants to play, please come out! Ana doesn't want to be a group with people who don't want to learn."
"Sorry, Ukhti. Oh my God, you are so beautiful today." Azmi's words made him fester, fortunately there was a veil covering his face.
The relationship between the two is never familiar. It wasn't Azmi who didn't want to get along, but it was the woman who distanced herself. Azmi always tries to remember who the woman is? He always rang with the words of the woman who had said that she and Azmi had once been a school, while Azmi did not remember at all.
'Bruk!
Azma's lecture hour was over, she ran out because Fakhi had already picked her up. Azma was indeed a little careless to the point of making him bump into someone without her noticing.
"Afwan!" Both said it without looking.
When I look, "you again?" Both said it in unison.
"Sorry, Mr. Lecturer. I did not intentionally, My brother was already waiting in front. That's why I'm in a hurry."
"This time I accept your excuse!"
"Thank you, Mr. Lecturer! Assalamu'alaikum."
The man laughed at Azma, knowing that she had been pretending to be sweet since he had been upset to see her. 'Azma, I'll marry you!' that's inner.
'Ekhm!
It turns out that since then Gus Sakhi was behind seeing Mr. Dayyan who was looking at his son. "What do you see?"
'Deg!
For the second time, Mr. Dayyan fell again in shock to see Gus Sakhi behind him.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Mr. Sakhi."
"Waalaikumussalam, are you watching my son?"
"Hm, I ..."
"Look, I don't mean to get in the way. But my daughter is still in school, I hope you can patiently wait for her if your destiny is her."
"I .. Yes, sir."
"I'll excuse you, Mr. Dayyan. Assalamu'alaikum."
"Mosur."
Gus Sakhi deliberately said such a thing, not his intention to forbid. But his daughter was very young to get married, he thought.