The Love Hypothesis
Eps 7's
Not only buy Aisyah clothes, Mr. Dhiaz will also buy her shoes. After finishing teaching, Dhiaz visited Aisyah's house.
He came to coincide when Aisyah was busy serving several buyers in the stall. He approached Aisyah at the stall. Seeing him, Aisyah told him to sit down.
After that, “Wahdah, make this deck,” the door while thrusting a sachet pop ice gum flavor.
Within minutes, the pop ice was ready. Wahdah then poured it into a glass. Aisyah is now taking it to offer to Dhiaz sir.
“Wow, thanks. I haven't ordered yet.”
“No, it is free sir. You come as my guest, not buyer.”
“Nope, I'll still pay. I didn't eat at college. I am too starving, so I decided to eat here.”
“But the menu only has yellow rice, fried rice, and siomay.”
“It is okay, my stomach is very friendly kok.”
“Okay. So, what message would you like sir?”
“Yellow rice one, siomaynya two thousand, if fried food available what?”
“Siomay fried, bakwan, and know the contents of sir.”
“Bakwan one and know the contents of one, enough. Make it fast Yes Aisyah, worms in my stomach already this demo.”
“Siap sir.”
Aisyah started concocting orders for Dhiaz sir. With his service he put together yellow and fried rice in one plate.
After a few minutes, food and drinks order Dhiaz sir is ready. Carefully, Aisyah placed it on the table made of wood.
Rice, siomay, also fried foods now enter the mouth of Mr. Dhiaz. Inside that charming jaw, the food was dancing with the teeth, tongue, and mouth glands.
After being crushed, the food ran into the stomach. Lastly, the stomach tells the brain that it is full.
“What's all?” ask Mr. Dhiaz after he is full.
“All eighteen thousand pack.”
“Anyway, pack all remaining food. As I promised, your sale will be boosted today.”
As a seller, Aisyah would love to sell. But not with today, because in fact he hopes Mr. Dhiaz forgot his promise yesterday.
After that, Mr. Dhiaz drove the car to the shoe store. Together with the two daughters of Arni who sat in the middle seat.
Without prior notice, Mr. Dhiaz stopped his car at an orphanage. Their goal was to go to the shoe store, not to the parlor.
It turned out that all the food that Mr. Dhiaz wholesale had, he gave to the mother of the orphanage. He also gave a thick envelope containing pink money, to be distributed to the orphanage children.
After that, he drove Wahdah to the shoe store. Embarrassedly, Wahdah picked up a pair of pretty shoes at the store.
But knowing the price, Wahdah abandoned his intention to take the shoes. He moved to switch to another shoe, which was cheaper than the shoe.
“That's it deck, don't need to be replaced. I have enough money to buy it.” Mr. Dhiaz' speech finally stopped Wahdah's steps.
“This one is also mbak.” Mr. Dhiaz handed two pairs of shoes to the cashier, after the cashier had calculated the price of Wahdah's shoes.
“Don't get tired of spoiling children and wives in our store pack,” said the cashier when returning the rest of the money Dhiaz sir.
“Yesterday was thought to be a wife, now even worse. Wahdah is thought to be our son, hadeuh. Shitty once,” Inner Aisyah.
The next day, after school. Aisha waited for the angkot to return home. Suddenly the car shook.
He noticed who the caller was. “Aish, Mr. Dhiaz again. What else do you want this lecturer?” the gerutu then answered the call.
“Aisyah, please come to my room now! There's something important I want to talk about.”
Mr. Dhiaz immediately decided on his call, but Aisyah had not answered anything.
“Iiihh, nyebelin lecturer. His authority is extraordinary. There's nothing important I want to talk about.”
Aisyah clenched her hands, wanting to feel like she slammed her dress. But baby if it breaks.
Aisha had to go back to college. With sweat pouring down his face, he knocked on the door of Mr. Dhiaz's room.
“Log in!”
“What's up sir?”
“Lap first sweat you!” said Mr. Dhiaz with a tissue in his hand.
Aisyah pick it up, “Thank you sir.”
“For you. Wear it while accompanying me at the campus event. The other one is for the party.”
A pair of black pumps and a pink statement heels he bought yesterday he gave.
“I can't wear heels sir. See for yourself all this time I used flat shoes.”
“Must learn to make up and must learn to wear heels.”
“Smart, so wait what else?”
“Means?” aisyah asked by raising one of her eyebrows up.
“You already have two heels now.”
Aisyah finally understood the intention of Mr. Dhiaz. “Now so much sir?”
“Yup, you can only go home after practicing.”
Hearing that, Aisyah also opened her flat shoes. Then grab the black pumps whose rights are shorter for him to learn.
“Not the black, but that pink one. You must be thinking of learning the easy first. Let me tell you my principles in learning. It is better to learn the difficult first than the easy. When you succeed in learning the difficult, then there is no need to learn the easy. But when you learn the easy first, then automatically you have to learn the difficult as well. Got it?”
“Got it sir.”
Aisyah also put the black pumps to their original position. Then take the pink heels statement that the right is longer and thinner.
Aisyah started wearing it, she then tried to walk. Just a step away, Aisyah was already about to fall. Naturally, this was his first time wearing heels.
Aisyah stepped back, like a child who had just learned to walk. The sight was too funny for Mr. Dhiaz. Until he couldn't bear to not laugh.
Aisha stopped stepping. “Why stop?” ask Mr. Dhiaz.
“What's so funny about seeing people learn to wear heels? It is not funny at all.”
“Sorry if you are offended. You are mature enough Aisyah, masa’ is just mated you are angry. Everyone who is just learning also gets such treatment from others. Laughed, doubtful, some even insulted. But they don't care that, they keep learning until it works.”
Ngena, Aisyah stepped up again. Whatever happens he will continue to learn like the principle of a successful person. Never give up before you succeed.
Thirty minutes passed. “Today's training is enough. Go home later you also have to practice, so be smart quickly. Tomorrow you come back to college here again, I will check your progress.”
“If I keep coming here, others may think a no-no to us sir.”
“Then let me go to your house. All drink ice pop flavored gum made you. Oh yeah, I have a question for that. How do you know that I like pop ice flavored gum?”
“I made that gum taste not because know sir likes that taste. But coz taste of gum is my favorite.”
“Means we have the same taste dong. Forget it, we're home now. I will drive you home.”
The next day on campus, Mr. Dhiaz drove Aisyah home and taught her to wear heels. Dozens of gazes pointed at Aisyah as she entered the car of her favorite lecturer.
How not, during this Mr. Dhiaz very rarely let women into his car. If there is, it is also because of the trust from the campus.
But Aisyah, already several times paparazzi from among students found her into the car of the idol campus.
Often, similar things happen in life. Where, the more we want something, the more difficult it will be to get it.
Even the same, things that we do not really want or even hate are very easy to come to us.
Just like Aisyah and Dhiaz's fans. Fans pak Dhiaz hope they can be glimpsed by the idol. But to get to know them, Mr. Dhiaz was reluctant.
While Aisyah, she actually did not like being near Dhiaz sir. But fate brought him to the situation. A situation he hated, but liked by others.
It teaches that there are times when feelings should not be fought for. Because if in line, destiny itself is taking over to get closer.
Mr. Dhiaz watched Aisyah learn to walk gracefully by wearing heels. Accompanied by Wahdah, who was asked by his mother to watch over his brother and Dhiaz.
Suddenly Aiysah oreng, Dhiaz sir who noticed that spontaneously wanted to help him. But Wahdah's sharp glances stopped him. The gaze was as if saying, “Don't touch my brother.”
On the fifth day of study, Aisyah began to be adept at wearing heels. It's just not graceful when walking. Though Mr. Dhiaz who will take him to the party hopes, on the fifth day he can walk gracefully.
“Why is your way better yesterday than today?” dhiaz asked Aisyah in a disappointed tone.
“Sorry, my leg blisters sir.”
Suddenly the device of Mr. Dhiaz shook, he immediately raised a call from his mother. After that, he paid a farewell to Aisha.
“Mama where to drive?” ask Dhiaz after arriving home.
“Ke pharmacy Tiara Princess.”
Mr. Dhiaz returned to drive the car to the drug house his mother intended. At the pharmacy, Mr. Dhiaz was reminded of Aisyah. He immediately bought scuff wound medicine for his assistant.
Upon arrival at home, the medicine he bought was immediately secured into a bag of fencing. Tomorrow day, Mr. Dhiaz gave the medicine to Aisyah.
“What is this?” ask Aisyah.
“Medicine wound,” replied Mr. Dhiaz with a flat expression. Because Aisyah's leg was still sick, she immediately went home.
Due to the medicine from Mr. Dhiaz, Aisyah's legs healed quickly. It makes him excited to learn again. Because of his persistence, he was finally proficient also after a week of study.
“Wow. Perfect,” praise Mr. Dhiaz.
“Who used to dong his teacher,” praise Aisyah back.