The Love Hypothesis
The Eps 41
The next day, Aisyah approached Dhiaz who had just dropped out of class B. “Sorry to disturb sir, please ask. Did sir have any free time today? I want a consul proposal sir.”
“Today I'm busy. Next time,” replied Dhiaz judes.
“So when do I get consul sir?”
“Maybe next week. Tau alone this week I was busy taking care of my wedding.”
“Oh, yes. Sorry to interrupt sir, thank you in advance.”
“Okay, equally.” Mr. Dhiaz then walked so lightly away from Aisyah.
Aisyah returned to the classroom, her proposal she put on the table. A few minutes later, “Aren't you going to consul yah Ai?” asked Ismi who had just come from the cafeteria.
“Iya, would. But Mr. Dhiaz said today until next week he was busy. So I can't be consul.” yet
“Hah? Been busy? Masa’ is Mr Dhiaz busy? Where is Ai?” info ask Ismi astonished.
“Pak Dhiaz himself said to me.”
“But many seniors are consuls to him.”
“Serious Is?” aisha did not believe it.
“Iya Ai, three rius. If you don't believe just check yourself in the canteen!”
Quickly Aisyah stood up, she then stepped her feet into the canteen. “What does that hate Mr Dhiaz to me? To the extent that my business is complicated, her inner” after witnessing the truth of Ismi's speech earlier.
Feeling devastated, Aisyah returned to the classroom. “What did I say?” welcome Ismi.
“Iya,” replied Aisyah with a flat expression.
He hurriedly took his bag. His mind's fucked up, and he needs healing. So he decided to go to the lakeside park right now.
While in the cafeteria, Dhiaz's device vibrated. He immediately picked up a phone call coming from the rector sir. “Iya, what's up sir?”
“Please go to my room now,” said the rector and ended his call.
“Consulnya next time yes,” said Mr. Dhiaz to the students who were there.
“So this is Mr. Dhiaz. Tomorrow afternoon there is a debate competition in SulSelBar. The place is still the same as yesterday, please handle yes.”
“Good sir,” replied mr. Dhiaz by force.
“Before getting married, but still have to carry out duties across the province. Mana bu Nadia and the others training again. Inevitably I have to leave alone with Acha,” his inner when out of the room of the rector sir.
He re-operates his gawai to contact Acha. “Halo. Assalamu ‘alaykum.”
“Wa ‘alaykumsalam sir,” reply Acha with raucous voice.
Mr. Dhiaz was worried to hear it. “You're sick huh?”
“Iya sir.”
“Gosh, even though tomorrow there is a debate competition in Sulbar. You can still come, right?”
“Can't sir, I'm being infused in the hospital. Doctor said, three more days can only come out.”
“Okay. Quickly healed well Acha.”
“Sir, thank you for your prayers.
Mr. Dhiaz ended his call. “If Acha is sick, who will participate in the debate race?” frustrated monologue.
Mr. Dhiaz thought for a moment. Until a name appeared in his brain. “Adifa, I have to contact her now.”
He points his fingers at the contact feature, as he will contact Adifa. But not so, because there was a phone call from Miss Reka.
“Not bu Training design huh?” muttered.
“I only have ten minutes to call. Last time the rector called me, he said there was a debate competition. I've contacted Acha to join the lomb. But it turns out that she is sick, and the person most suitable to replace her is Aisyah.”
“Why should Aisyah? Adifa only kak.”
“The Ayesha fact exposure is sharper than Adifa. I admit Adifa is good at arguing, but she's weak at sources. Already yes, I will contact Aisyah now.”