True Love Never Ends
The Part 38

Ramos was speechless contemplating in his luxurious room, he felt heartbroken because Nasha refused his raw raw. What is less than him? She is so perfect from all aspects but Nasha still rejects her?

Ramos comes down from his room and finds Ruben preparing to go to the hospital.

"Where are you going, Ram?" ask Ruben.

"You go to Mama's house, Pa" answered Ramos lazily.

"You why? Still think Nasha?" asked Ruben and Ramos did not answer him which makes Ruben can only sigh long. He loved his one son very much and Ruben very much wanted Ramos to stay with him the rest of his age "Here, we talk first..."

Reuben sat on the sofa and Ramos sat on the other sofa, looking lethargic.

"You love Nasha so much?" ruben asked, while Ramos was silent and seemed to think of the answer "If you really want Nasha, I will try my best to get Nasha for you"

"Nasha's got a boyfriend, Pa"

"New girlfriend, Ram. Not yet husband, you still have a chance" hearing that Ramos seemed to think of something, a faint smile imprinted on his lips.

"Yes, I really want Nasha, Pa. She's beautiful, smart, gentle. He'll be my perfect companion"

"Well, I'll talk to Surya and his wife again"

"Think about it, Pa. Let me just talk to them"

"You sure?"

"Yes" Ramos looks to solidify his intention and Ruben nods in understanding.

"Okay, whatever your decision is, I support you!"

.........

Azhar started her first day as a Lecturer. He was very happy because his students welcomed Azhar very well. Although at first he was a little nervous, but Azhar could master the class easily. The delivery of the material was relaxed and of course it made the students increasingly like Azhar as their new lecturer.

Unlike the case with Nasha, which again he had to yawn in class when the Lecturer gave material that felt boringpp. But suddenly he remembered what Azhar said, that Azhar would be very proud to have a great wife as a Doctor.

"I have to ask Azhar again about this." muttered Nasha with a smile of her own.

After the class was over, Elin invited Nasha to go to the cafeteria because her stomach had been rumbling since.

"Do you have breakfast?" nasha asked as she sipped the orange juice that had just reached her table.

"That's right, I had bad luck" said Elin. Both girls ordered meatballs.

"Eh, you know... There's a new Lecturer who changed his Yunus sir, his name is Pak Azhar..." Nasha immediately turned to the origin of the voice, she saw there was a group of students who were also enjoying their food.

"Oh, that one, the one with the white shirt?" ask the other woman.

"Yes, he's very handsome. Young, still 24..."

"Yes, full of charisma. Well, if he taught every day, I wouldn't get bored even more excited"

"Hopefully Mr. Azhar is still single..."

"Aamiin, oh yeah what's his full name? Who knows I could be stalking her social media..."

"Azhar Ubaidillah.." the woman looked up and found Nasha standing with a ruffled waist, oh don't forget her fierce face "His name is Azhar Ubaidillah..." nasha continued, staring intimidatedly at the students, "His age is 24, a graduate of S2 Cairo. He doesn't have any social media accounts, and he.... Already have a wife" said Nasha who made the women gulp with difficulty when Nasha so intimidated them while telling them that Azhar already had a wife. Different things with Elin who chuckles amused to see Nasha's reaction, like his friend Elin was really crazy crazy about Azhar.

"Did you know him, Sha?" ask one of the women.

"Know dong, my future wife." said Nasha proudly. And instead of believing, the women laughed amusedly.

"Ish, don't believe it anymore." Nasha grumbled.

"Yes we won't believe it, Sha. Wong has no proof, and cook yes you want to get married. You haven't turned 20 years. Surely Mr. Azhar thinks you are still a child" exclaimed one of them again which makes Nasha even more sullen.

"Yes, I saw Mr. Azhar was actually close to her coed, um what was her name? The kid in Arba class ? Who often wears a long hijab?"

"Hanin, yes... His name Hanin" exclaimed one of them and it ignited a spark of jealousy in Nasha's heart "Nah, if Pak Azhar same Hanin fit, same in the field of Arabic. Sholeh and sholeh again..."

Oh, the jealous flames in Nasha's heart started to flare. He immediately pulled his backpack and went from there by stomping his legs so upset.

"Sha, where are you going? Her meatballs.." even the screams of Elin that filled the canteen were not heard by Nasha.

Nasha's goal is only one at the moment, hit Azhar. Not yet what Azhar has dared to approach other women, just be careful! Nasha's mind growled with emotion.

Nasha looked for Azhar to the Lecturer's room, and the man wasn't there. He rushed to Azhar's class and sure enough, Azhar was still in that class and he looked busy with his laptop.

"Azhar.." exclaimed Nasha with a loud voice, some of the students in the class were surprised and immediately looked in wonder at Nasha, as well as Azhar.

"You can be so much the same with me, just last night you said we grew up together and sholeh sholehah together. Now what's real?" exclaimed Nasha with a high tone, Azhar could only gawk before she finally realized that her current self was still in the classroom and there were still some of her students there.

Azhar stood up and walked over to Nasha who was still standing upright in the doorway.

"What are you talking about, Nasha?" asked Azhar gently, even too softly after being shouted at by Nasha on her first day of being a Lecturer and in front of her protege.

"You put another girl together." - Nasha looked down sad, Azhar frowned, even her eyebrows together, she felt astonished and did not understand what Nasha meant.

"We talk outside, yes." cried Azhar again and still gently. Nasha doesn't flinch "Nasha, we're talking outside. It's not good here." said Azhar half-whispering and Nasha nodded.

Azhar takes Nasha to the campus park, where they can talk together and stay safe because they are in a public place.

"So, what do you mean? Deketin' what chick?" tanya Azhar still maintains her tenderness which actually makes Nasha's emotions subside but don't ask her the news of her jealous flame. It's clearly still blazing...

"Says..." Nasha looked at Azhar "You get your sorority, her name is Hanin. Since I haven't turned 20, do you really think I'm a child?" nasha asked softly and Azhar laughed in an instant

"Who said?" ask Azhar.

"Said the friend in the cafeteria." replied Nasha. Azhar let out a long breath.

"You don't change, always conclude everything yourself" said Azhar still chuckling "I don't know what other girls are my students, I already have you in my heart. I'll come to your house later tonight, right? So you don't think maybe I did something that I didn't do." said Azhar and Nasha looked up, looking at Azhar full of question marks as if to confirm the answer.

"And about age, I don't think you're still a child even though your attitude is sometimes adorable like a child" said Azhar again while chuckling "What else is a moment without thinking long, you yelled at me on the first day I was a lecturer and that was in front of my students"

"Sorry.." great-granddaughter Nasha and she immediately lowered her head, feeling regret for her stupidity.

"What's up, but next time don't be. You will be ashamed. If there is anything, you can ask me directly and we can talk good. I promise you I will not lie and will always be honest with you" Azhar said in a very soft tone. It once again warmed Nasha's heart and she was further lulled by this adoration of her heart. And all Nasha could do was nod slowly "Yes, I'm going to class again. Do you have class?"

"Still.." answered Nasha quietly.

"Okey, learn the real thing. Let the knowledge be useful" said Azhar and once again Nasha just nodded.

Azhar returned to her classroom and Nasha returned to the cafeteria. His stomach was rumbling and he was reminded of his meatballs.

"Bakso, may you not be cold enough to get to Elin..."

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Tbc....