The Love Hypothesis
The Eps 38

“I'm interested in researching about grammar ma’am.”

“Preposition is also part of Grammar. Even better if you discuss preposition, the material can be more specific. You take the first research, so I can be your guide as well. Fixed yes, you take this qualitative research. I'm your one-man guide.”

“Two guides who ma’am?”

“Pak Dhiaz, but Mr. Dhiaz can't get to campus today. He said there was a family event. If not signed by Mr. Dhiaz today, you can only draft a proposal in June. Because tomorrow until June 28th I have to go to training. Automatic I can not sign this sheet if it is training later.”

“What is no other solution ma’am?” asked Aisyah with a sad look.

“Begin only, now you go to the house of Mr. Dhiaz to ask for his signature. Just tell me I told you to. You saw his house, right?”

“Iya see ma’am. Thank you very much ma’am.”

“Okay, equally.”

Aisyah rushed out of the room of Miss Reka. With a quick step he brought the proposed sheet of thesis title to the house of Mr. Dhiaz.

As Miss Reka said, at the house of Mr. Dhiaz does look crowded. Aisyah is actually not feeling well to enter, but she should be able to sign Mr. Dhiaz today as well.

With a slow step and a slightly lowered head, he entered the house of Mr. Dhiaz. It turns out that in the ongoing fiancee of Mr. Dhiaz and Jusma.

“Hey Aisyah,” greet Jusma friendly. A blissful hue was always on his face. She looks so beautiful today too.

“Hi Jus,” reply Aisyah while smiling bitterly.

“You know?” ask grandma curious.

“Iya nek, Aisyah this is my neighbor.”

“What are you doing here?” ask Dhiaz ketus sir.

“Ask sir's signature,” reply Aisyah with slow intonation.

“Bot a little dong you become a student. See for yourself, is there a show? Still desperate to ask for a signature at a time like this.”

“That's none of my business,” replied Dhiaz sir who was reluctant to serve Aisyah.

Aisyah turned away, tears began to fall from her sad eyes.

It is sad to see Mr. Dhiaz married to his own neighbor. But it is even more sad to find that Mr. Dhiaz does not care about him anymore.

“Come here son,” call grandma.

“Iya, why nek?” ask Aisyah while looking down.

Grandma took the proposed sheet of thesis title. “Sign now!” his orders to his grandson.

“Pulps.” Mr. Dhiaz turned his hand to Aisyah.

Aisyah thrusts a black inked pen into Mr. Dhiaz. Now Mr. Dhiaz's signature is already on his title proposal sheet.

“Thank you sir,” reply Aisyah quickly.

Aisyah returned to campus.

“You can already draft a proposal. But the consul in Dhiaz only yes. Later if compiling a new thesis of the consul to me,” Decree bu Reka after signing the title sheet Aisyah.

Too tired, Aisyah immediately laid her body on the bed after arriving home. He fell asleep for a while.

When he woke up his body was fresh again. He got up to pick up all the clothes that Mr. Dhiaz had given him first.

The clothes he folded neatly, then put in a bag. Two shoes diaz pack has also been secured in the box.

The clothes and shoes he will give to Jusma later in the afternoon. Aisyah felt it was inappropriate to wear it, as she was not the assistant of Mr. Dhiaz anymore.

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