The Love Hypothesis
Eps 19's
The sunlight emanated so intensely, as if it pierced the net of Ismi. A sweat poured from the pores of his forehead.
Even so, Ismi was still so eager to step foot, treading the entrance hall of Aisyah's house.
The wind that refused to say hello, increasingly complicate Ismi's steps. Forced to form an artificial wind by fanning his hands.
Although not so influential, at least with the small business he felt not so hot.
“You why Is?” asked Aisyah when she saw Ismi suddenly came to her at home.
Ismi replied by putting on a pouting face. “I was not selected to join the IMYP Ai program. My English is better than Ilham and Keysya. But they escaped, and I didn't. The world is really unfair.”
Aisyah was eager to laugh at Ismi's last sentence. But he did not do it, in order to keep the feelings of his compatriot.
“Tumben your initiative wants to join the campus event. Usually must also be forced first to join,” reply Aisyah to investigate.
“This time I want to come, because the coordinator of the show is Pak Putra. You know I am really his big fans.”
“How to come if you don't qualify?”
Aisyah's question may sound painful, but the fact is it is. If you do not escape, you cannot join. But Ismi still insists on coming along.
“Means I told you Ai, because you are the solution of my problem eeaa’. But you want to help me?” asked Ismi with a glare.
“Help what used to be beautiful Ismi? If I could, I would help.”
“Have Mr. Dhiaz escape me. Mr. Dhiaz is the most influential lecturer on campus, if he asks the Putra sir I can definitely come along. Please Ayesha, please.”
“Hah? Ask yourself Is,” said Aisyah who was lazy to deal with Mr. Dhiaz.
“You will know for yourself what Dhiaz sir Ai is like. Where there are students who dare to discuss personal matters to him. Only you can, because you're his assistant. Mr. Dhiaz will help you. Say to Dhiaz yes sir Ai, please.”
“But Dhiaz sir is now in Sulbar Is. Who chose the tour guide who the hell? We lobby to him only.”
“Adifa,” reply Ismi quickly.
“If you think your speaking is indeed better than Ilham and Keysya anyway. But why didn't Adifa let you go? Even passed them both.”
“You are in office already three years. But you didn't know Adifa was Keysya's cousin. Hence Keysya and Ilham were passed, moreover they were both members of the set. Must be prioritized lah.”
“Serious they cousin? Masa’ anyway?”
“Iya Aisyah cantika jelita princess. Have I ever lied to you?”
“Never, but speachless akooh Is. Beautiful nepotism dong the Adifa. What is the power of Is, you are just another cousin the other time. Tell you what, I'll try to talk about this to Mr. Dhiaz.”
At first Aisyah was a fool. But no longer because he was very upset, when he found out Adifa and her traitorous friend turned out to be mating.
He would never allow Keysya the freedom to act arbitrarily again. Be it to him or anyone else.
“You are the best Ai, ma love before.”
“Don't thank me first Is. Later if Mr. Dhiaz really want to help.”
“Kan formerly Ai. If Mr. Dhiaz wants to help, I'll thank you again after.”
“True yes said.” Aisyah then chuckled because of Ismi's behavior that was so absurd according to her.
“By the way, I go home first yes Ai. Already want afternoon, let me know as soon as possible if Mr. Dhiaz wants to help.”
“Iya. In Shayah Allah, Is. Be careful on the road!”
“Yoi sis, assalamu ‘alaykum.”
“Wa ‘alaykumussalam warahmatullah.”
Ismi stepped foot, the air felt no longer the same as when he came this afternoon. At this time the wind started to be friendly, they danced cheerfully. Causing the leaves on the tree to fan Ismi.
Likewise with the sun slowly crawling to the West. It brings with it the hot air back to its contest.
Aisyah was still sitting on the veranda of the house, her gaze focused forward. He just turned his gaze when Ismi was no longer reached by the look of his eyes.
Aisyah re-touched her device, her curiosity rose due to the notification row of the WhatsApp application.
Apparently, the notification appeared because of the crowded chat that entered the class group. “Let see, man bar-bar where else make rame group.”
Then zonk, the happy hue on Aisyah's face faded when reading the contents of her class group chat. It turns out Keysya and Ilham were the masterminds of the notification streak.
The two of them took pictures by wearing a special T-shirt for the tour guide on IMYP later. “The real of a pair of jerky,” said Aisyah then read her classmate's comment.
“The book is cool, you are so lucky guys. Of the many applicants who participate in the selection, you two can be selected. Congrats yoo,” praise Ainur.
“You want to be a tour guide too?” ask Keysya.
“Bby,” reply Ainur vigorously.
“Later I talk to the selection, so that you can be used as a tour guide as well.”
“Wah, thank you very much Yes Key. You are so humble.”
“Iya dong humble, whose girlfriend used to be?” inspirational Reply.
Some of the group residents are fed up with seeing the discussion in the group this time. Especially Aisyah who is deliberately Ilham and Keysya hot-panasi.
Aisyah stopped her activity when the sky turned yellow, muezzin recited the eloquence prayer before chanting the adhan with so shahdu. The sign of the magrib prayer was soon established.
The residents of the Aisyah residence rushed in. The doors and all the windows were shut. When the time passed, Aisha opened the window of her room.
He sat in front of the open window. In the sky he looked at, thousands of stars hugged the moon. Add to the beautiful atmosphere tonight.
“Why am I thinking of Aisyah again anyway? What happens if Aisyah finds out I'm in love with her? Aish, what kind of feeling is this?” batin mr. Dhiaz while driving.
Pucuk loved ulam also arrived. I don't know what happened, Aisyah contacted him first.
“Assalamu ‘alaykum sir,” said Aisyah with soft intonation.
“Wa ‘alaykum greetings. Tumben you talk as soft as this, surely you have hidden intentions right?”
Aisyah's face was flushed with embarrassment, even though Mr. Dhiaz was not nearby. But he still salted.
“You what?” ask Dhiaz cuek. Inversely with the current state of his heart.
“Ismi wants to join IMYP. Me too,” confided Aiysah.
“Terus?”
“But Ismi did not qualify, nor did I register yesterday.”
Mr. Dhiaz immediately understood the direction of the conversation of the woman he was assessing. “Let's call Pak Putra, let you and Ismi be made tour guide as well.”
“Yey, sir is the best. Thank you so much much much yes sir.”
“Most welcome Aisyah syah shah. Think of this as my gratitude, because this week you've helped me teach.”
“See you tomorrow sir who is kindhearted and not arrogant.”
“See you.”
Aisyah decided on her call, her eyes twinkling like stars in the sky tonight. He immediately contacted Ismi to tell the happy news from Mr. Dhiaz.
Mr. Dhiaz then put down the gawai. “Aisyah, Aisyah, without you asking I will still involve you in IMYP later. Gosh, how come she is so cute.”
“Ehem,” muttered Nadia from behind.
“Astaghfirullah.” Mr. Dhiaz was shocked.
So happy to call Aisyah, she forgot to drive with Nadia and Acha.
He had already left in front of them. He is famous cool and killer found admiring his own assistant.
Two hours later, Dhiaz entered a hallway. “This way to your house Cha?” ask Nadia's mom.
“Not miss.”
“Where are we going Dhiaz?”
“To Aisyah's home first Nad.”
“Ayesha again, Ayesha again. Aisyah continues what she discussed,” inner bu Nadia.
“Yes, what a great moment. Don't have to wait until tomorrow to see Aisyah's face, Acha's inner”.
They have arrived, Mr. Dhiaz took souvenirs for Aisyah. He got out of the car and knocked on the door of the simple house.
“Open the door first son!” arni ma'am orders to Wahdah.
“Pak Dhiaz's. Come on in sir!” wahdah said after opening the door.
“No need to deck, just give this to Aisyah. Brother go home first yes, assalamu ‘alaykum.”
“Wa ‘alaykumussalam warahmatullah sir.”
“Sial, want to see Aisyah's face. Even the adek that came out,” inner Acha again.
Mr. Dhiaz returned to the car. Wahdah closed the door, then approached Aisyah to give souvenirs from Mr. Dhiaz.
“What is this?”
“Do not know brother, mr. Dhiaz just said this for brother.”
“Oh, so the guest turned out to be Mr. Dhiaz. Why didn't he say yes to stopping by. But Mr. Dhiaz is as weird as that anyway.”
Aisyah immediately opened a gift from Mr. Dhiaz, accompanied by Wahdah who was very curious about its contents.
“Yeah Dhiaz sir, there is sovenir and food too. She must be wondering what my favorite food is. Well beut dah this dakor.”
Aisyah now walked into the living room, she put a mini sandeq boat sovenir there. While the food that he himself did not know his name was brought to the kitchen.
“Eat yuk,” take him.
The three of them now tasted the food, which they themselves did not know what it was made of. It is halal food from Dhiaz.
“This is what sis? It tastes good.”
“Iya right, very good. Buy where Ai?”
“I also don't know what the name of this food is and where it was bought. But it looks like this food from Sulbar, because there is a boat sovenir sandeqnya.”
“Pak Dhiaz give you sovenir too?” As usual, Ms. Arni again interrogated her daughter.
“Iya ma.”
“You didn't ask, did you?” ask Ms. Arni suspiciously.
“Not ma. We are not as familiar as that, be ashamed to ask for souvenirs to Mr. Dhiaz.”
“Pak Dhiaz is very attentive to you. Don't let him like you Ai.”
“Mama don't make it, not funny. Uh, where's the food going ma?”
“You go to your room, see your future husband's sovenir.”
“Iiihh mama, don't like to talk carelessly. What if an angel? The sovenir is not in the ma'am's room, but in the living room.”
Aisyah followed her sister and mother into the living room. “Cieee no pak Dhiaz's. There is love ma,” ledek Wahdah.
Ms. Arni also noticed the writing on the sovenir. “Ha, ha, yes yes no love.”
“Pak Dhiaz beut. Masa’ love sovenir there is a name, loved love anyway. Straight to be the clown of my home.” Aisyah was upset.
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