The Secret Marriage of the Lecturer
Getting Closer

Chapter 8

“Lo not using his laptop?” virza asked when she woke up to see her laptop still in the same position.

“Not yet,” answer Safira briefly.

“Why? Want a laptop from Raka?”

“No, I haven't done it yet. I can't use my laptop. Confused,” said Safira.

“Say dong,”

“Gimana want to say, people lo said want to sleep,” said Safira.

Virza opened the watermelon-branded laptop. He taught Sapphira painstakingly. Suddenly…

“Vir..”

“Hemm..”.

“Gue permission not to enter college today, right the first hour of elo lessons,” Safira said.

“Lo where to go?” asked Virza who still did not turn away from the laptop screen in front of her.

“Ikut pick up dad,” Safira replied.

“Oh, hand over.”

“Yeiiyee!” safira exclaimed like a child getting a new toy.

Virza sees Safira so happy to feel so happy. Her funny behavior makes Virza smile with anxiety but that smile instantly disappears when Sapphira looks towards her. He did not want Sapphira to know that he was smiling because of her fear.

Drtts..

Safira's phone rang on the table as the owner was preparing in the room. Virza who was kepo glanced at him. ‘Raka’ name listed on her phone screen. Virza showed a disgusted face by raising the tip of her lips and just ignoring it.

“Who's phone?” ask Safira. Virza haya lifted her two shoulders indicating she did not know.when Safira held her ponsle the call ended.

“Nih, the laptop is done. You can write at dad's house. Today we go there,” Virza said by getting up from his seat.

“Gue working afternoon, Vir.”

Safira nodded and returned to her room to continue preparing. Similarly, Virza who was also quick to send a message to the head of the lecturer to ask permission not to enter today and give assignments to his students.

Safira who was not present and along with the lecturer made Raka wonder. Since the meeting in front of the store, Raka often watches over the two of them and often sees Virza coming to pick up Safira. Just the last few days alone did not look Virza picked her up. However, Raka does not tell Sasha or Rafa. He could not yet define their closeness as what.

“Sha..” call May.

“Ya!” sahut Sasha and looking back saw a beautiful girl running towards him.

“Where is safira?” ask Maysha who is often called May.

“Not in, Why?”

“Oalah. I want this nitip, I just saw in the parking lot there is no car Mr. Virza. While later in the afternoon I have practice in the laboratory,” explained May.

“Lo why always nitip to Safira anyway?” sahut Raka is upset.

“Well, why? He just doesn't mind,” said May annoyed.

“Lo aja who do not know themselves, Safira is not good for nolak elo. Should be self-conscious,” hardik Raka with ketus.

“CK!” May clucked in annoyance and left the three of them just like that. Sasha who felt helped with Raka gave her two thumbs up to him. “Best!” he said with satisfaction.

On the other hand, Sapphira and Virza are being romantic in front of their father. They were tidying up his father's belongings. Benny looked at the two of them with a proud smile. Sapphira and Virza manage to make Benny believe. Especially now Mbok Ijah is returning to his son's house. They also have to cook together. Actually this is also a tactic from Benny for both of them. Safira cuts some vegetables while Virza cooks and fries. But Virza is better at cooking than Sapphira. His late father never asked Sapphira to cook he was very spoiled by his father. In addition, Safira had taken care of the house and washed the clothes so that the father did not demand him to cook.

“Saf, today you leave for work I inter,” said Virza.

“Why? I can also do it myself.”

“Let's bet with me, surely dad will tell me between elo,” whispered Virza. They stared at the man sitting watching the news on television.

Safira nodded in understanding as she continued cutting the vegetables. Suddenly…

Pleks…

Virza's hand was wrapped around her waist followed by Virza's chin propped up on her shoulder. Sapphira's heart beat faster, her hands clenched holding a knife. His feelings were mixed up. Virza's hand creeping holding Safira's hand helped her cut the vegetables in front of her.

“Vir..” call Safira.

“Ssttt!!!”