
Arriving at home, the grandmother gave them two diaries. One for Dhiaz, and the other for Aisyah.
“Now write down what you like and dislike in this book. You better write there, let it calm down when writing it.”
Grandma pointed at the small house in the middle of the artificial lake beside the house.
Aisyah and Mr. Dhiaz obeyed the grandmother's order, they began to walk to the small house. Arriving there, Aisyah did not immediately fill the diary.
“Sir, first photo dong! The view is beautiful.”
Aisyah thrusts her salary into Mr. Dhiaz.
But Mr. Dhiaz returned Aisyah's device.
“Use mine only. I'm not used to having other people.”
Dhiaz took pictures of Aisyah. “Cek WhatsAppmu, I've sent the result.”
Quickly Aisyah activated her mobile data. “Wizzz, how cool is the photo sir. It looks like a candid, but it's not. Excitement as an instagram.” profile
“What is your instagram name?”
After Aisyah mentioned her Instagram name, Mr. Dhiaz immediately followed her account.
“Follback yes!” mr. Dhiaz's orders.
“Yes, later sir. Work duty from grandma first.”
Mr. Dhiaz and Aisyah started to open a diary of the grandmother. Without lingering they write down many things they like and dislike.
After filling it up, they went to meet grandma in the house. Grandma then asked them to change it.
“If you can know, what is this for?” ask Aisyah. Aisyah's question actually represents Mr. Dhiaz's curiosity about it.
“Grandmother deliberately asked you to do this, so you can get to know each other better after getting married later.”
Hurry Grandma told her maid to wrap their watermelon.
“Alhamdulillah our grandson turned out to be completely normal,” said grandfather when Aisyah and Mr. Dhiaz had left his house.
“Iya, the candidate reminds me of my youth first.” Grandpa smiled at Grandma's words.
After returning from my grandmother's house, Mr. Dhiaz remembered something. “Aisyah, have you created a special group for my course?” send it via WhatsApp.
“It turns out Mr. Dhiaz is really disciplined. Just yesterday was told to make a group, uh now it's been billed. Next Tuesday is still a long time. Like not knowing students today. At most, friends gather their duties next Monday. The bias, use the style of the power of kepepet.”
Aisyah did not reply to Dhiaz's chat sir. But he moved quickly to create a new group, adding all his classmates. The group was named Matkul Research. After that, he added Dhiaz to the.
“This is my second number. Don't love anyone else, whoever it is. This number is only my family knows. If it gets scattered, it means you are the one who loves others,” send Mr. Dhiaz again.
“Lecturer somplak, if the number is privacy do not love me. There was that number. Already killer, complicated anyway.”
As if he could read Aisyah's mind, Mr. Dhiaz sent another chat. “Number I used to deactivate.”
“Iya sir,” reply Aisyah then turn off her mobile data.
For some reason, Aisyah became curious to read the thing written by Mr. Dhiaz in the diary. Open that book.
Dhiaz Alfahrez
Dislikes: Women who are close-minded. Women who are very easy to get along with men who are not mahramnya. The woman who was an empty barrel loudly sounded.
Likes: Truly indifferent women. Women who are invited to discuss anything must connect. An honest woman.
There's a lot more.
So excited to read the writing of Mr. Dhiaz, Aisyah did not realize that it was late at night.
It turned out that it was time to sail to the islands of Cinta, Banda Neira, Raja Ampat, Derawan, Wakatobi, Bintan, Labengki, Karimunjawa, Weh, and other islands with stars.