The Love Hypothesis
Eps 13's
In the car, Aisyah kept smiling for five seconds. He did that ten times. Inviting a big question in the mind of Mr. Dhiaz when he saw it.
“What else are you doing?” asked Dhiaz to Aisyah who was sitting in the middle seat of her car.
“Again gymnastics sir.”
“For what?” ask Mr. Dhiaz astonishment.
“Let my face setirus Keysya.”
“You sure you want to tap like Keysya? Though you are prettier if your cheeks are so.”
“You made me melting sir.” Aisyah's eyes glazed over, only this time someone praised her pretty.
Upon arrival at home, Aisyah thanked Dhiaz sir. Although he was forced to join Mr. Dhiaz to the stadium.
A few days later, the head of the English Student Association knocked on the door of Mr. Dhiaz's room.
After being allowed to enter, the chairman expressed his wishes. He asked Mr. Dhiaz to be one of the speakers at the meeting later tonight.
“Who will be my moderator?” ask Dhiaz bluntly.
“If the problem is calm sir. We have determined our members who will be moderators at the later cadet.”
“Sweetie, I just want to be a speaker if the moderator is Aisyah.”
“Aisyah? Which is sir?”
“This is Aisyah's number, tell her that this is an order from the dean. Don't let him know that I told you to call him.”
“Ready, I'll call. Thank you in advance for your time sir.”
“Sama-sama.”
Out of the room, Mr. Dhiaz, the chairman of the association immediately dialed Aisyah number. “Halo assalamu ‘alaykum,” said.
“Wa’alaykum salam.”
“With Aisyah?”
“Iya, why?” asked Aisyah with a high tone.
It always does so with new numbers. A big voice like that he deliberately did to avoid hypnosis through a phone call. “Buset. Fierce very dah,” inner head of the set.
“I as the chairman of the set want to convey, you can task from the dean to be a moderator at the cadet later tonight.”
“Sorry before, it looks like you got the wrong person. I'm not a member of the set, how can I be a moderator?”
“No, I'm not wrong. Dean himself asked me to call you.”
For the sake of the smooth running, Faril was forced to lie. Otherwise, Mr. Dhiaz won't want to be a speaker tonight. While many students are interested in joining just because they want to meet directly with Mr. Dhiaz.
“I can not if the show is night, because there is no angkot operating night.”
“You rest easy, later the committee picks you up. Shareloc just your home address.”
“Okay, then.”
Aisyah instantly turned off her gawai. Not giving the chairman a chance to say hello. In order to easily send Faril her home address, Aisyah kept her number.
Later that night, a female committee picks up Aisyah. Adifa is the vice chairman of the English Language Student Association.
The prime student of the campus, because of its beautiful appearance. It is also like Kim Kardashian's body.
The owner of the slim-thick body shape. With a big ass and thighs. But her waist was straight, and her stomach was flat.
Because of her beautiful body, Adifa likes to show off by wearing super tight clothes. Even to formal events such as the cadre of the set even once.
In contrast to Aisyah, she always wears a hijab. He went to the cadet wearing a dress given by Mr. Dhiaz.
Because it is not tasty to the event fromal with a collapsed appearance, Aisyah was forced to wear black pumps that were also bought by Dhiaz sir for her. Although actually he was embarrassed to wear heels when he went to campus.
“Which one?” ask Mr. Dhiaz curious.
“Pura-pura do not know him,” said Pak Putra while glancing at Pak Sakti.
“Adifa, who else if not him? It is impossible for the woman next to him,” reply Pak Sakti.
“Indeed why is the woman next to him? To me, he deserves to be the prima donna of the campus. She is much more beautiful than Adifa. He's smarter, and one more. Her clothes are much more polite.”
“Hah? Your eyes are not myopic, right?”
Pak Sakti really made sure, because only this time there are men who judge Adifa to be mediocre.
“Nope, my eyes are healthy. Adifa is ordinary. There are so many model women in this room.”
“Yes, there are many. But only Adifa is the most beautiful,” bela pak Sakti.
“Hush stop discussing Adifa. He's close. Can be ashamed of us if caught talking about female students,” Pak Putra's advice.
“What the, there is a Dhiaz sir also here. Gosh, the world feels as wide as a moringa leaf. Everywhere there is her,” Inner Aisyah.
The first material was presented by Pak Putra, accompanied by Ilham as his moderator. Ilham sat next to Pak Putra, facing the cadet participants. But his eyes kept glancing towards Aisyah who was sitting at the side.
Aisyah's natural makeup, as well as the glasses that were removed, managed to make her more beautiful. Opium tub, Ilham wants to keep staring at him. Yup, looking at the face of the woman he had wasted.
Inspiration keeps doing that. He did not realize that his lover had been watching him. “Awas you Ilham,” Inner Keysya.
After the material presentation of the Putra sir, Ilham approached Keysya. “How do I look? Good right babe?”
“What a good thing, from the beginning to the end of your eyes towards Aisyah continues. Don't you like her the same? Because she's beautiful now.”
“Not so dear, I just wonder. She looks different without glasses.”
“See different because it's beautiful right?”
“No dear, you are the only beautiful woman in my eyes.”
“Bullshit,” Keysya said by pulling Ilham's hand off his shoulder. He then came out of the room followed by Inspiration.
The second material was presented by Pak Sakti, of course accompanied by Adifa. Primary student who became his target.
And lastly, Dhiaz sir with his own order moderator. Aisyah, his assistant and the woman he introduced as a future wife to his family.
Keysya monologued in his heart when he saw Aisyah coming forward to accompany Mr. Dhiaz. “Oh, so because of him I canceled being a moderator. Insolent, have started to dare ya geeky it.”
The delay in playing the device when the two lecturers brought the material resulted in the device pak Dhiaz lowbat.
“There is a charger?” tanyanya after saying her greetings.
Aisyah took the charger from her bag. But he kept it back when he saw Adifa had approached to Dhiaz sir first.
“Aisyah, you brought a charger right?” ask Mr. Dhiaz when he sees Adifa approaching with a charger.
Since being betrayed by Aris and Aisyah Munaf, he became a little hate on women. Especially for women who are shaped like Adifa. Like a caterpillar, he was traumatized by his itch.
“Iya sir.”
“By borrow?”
Aisyah nodded, then walked over to Dhiaz sir. Aisyah gave her charger to Dhiaz sir.
Instead of taking it, Dhiaz gave his salary to Aisyah. “Secondly free.”
Adifa was very upset with the move decided by Mr. Dhiaz. He's been fighting to grab a charger, uh even ignored by Mr. Dhiaz.
Pak Sakti and Pak Putra who pay attention to the situation, are also confused by Dhiaz's indifferent attitude to Adifa.
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