The Love Hypothesis
Eps 42's

“You're joining the debate yes!”

“Decision? Who usually participate in the debate Acha ma’am, not me.”

“Acha hurts, so you replaced her!”

“But ma’am .”

“Later Dhiaz pick you up. Assalamu ‘alaykum,” said bu Reka and then disconnected his phone call.

“Aish, Mr. Dhiaz again. I might fail to move on like this. Anything always just got in touch with him.”

Aisha has to go home now. Though he was still so comfortable enjoying the beautiful atmosphere of the park.

But he had to go home quickly to get ready. Luckily, his mother helped him pack his clothes.

It didn't take long for Ms. Arni to put Aisyah's needs in the suitcase. Not only clothes, topical medicine and a few snack packs also miss Arni enter.

Aisyah and her family pray isya berjama’ah at home. Afterwards, his mother and sister accompanied him waiting for Mr. Dhiaz on the veranda of the house.

Before long, Dhiaz sir has arrived. Aisyah also greeted Ms. Arni and Wahdah before entering the car of Mr. Dhiaz.

Mr. Dhiaz and Aisyah were mute in the car. Silence, no conversation, no music. Many are their heartbeats.

Aisha was sleepy, she fell asleep. Mr. Dhiaz is also sleepy. The drowsiness that attacked him involuntarily caused him to growl suddenly.

“Astaghfirullah,” said Aisyah who woke up instantly because of an oiled car.

“Forward!” dhiaz's orders to him.

“But sir . .”

“No need to go to the PDan, soon I will get married. My love is not for you anymore. But for your beautiful neighbor it's.”

Aisyah's emotions were stirring up, but fighting at a time like this was just a futile act. With a hostile face, he advanced forward.

“Company me stories so I don't get sleepy.”

“But want to discuss what sir?”

“It was before you broke my feelings,” Aisyah said slowly.

“What did you say?”

“Anu, congratulations yes. Sir will soon be married. Finally sir can be separated from the predicate bujang weathered.”

“You better get married too, so don't be a spinster.”

“I've been so traumatized to expect marriage. Two men knocked on my heart. And stupidly, I offered love because I thought they'd settle down. But it turns out my feelings are just a game for them.” A bitter smile still faithfully covered Aisyah's sorrow as she said it.

“How is your proposal?” ask Mr. Dhiaz to divert the awkward conversation.

“Unread as senior thesis,” satire Aisyah again. “How is granny?” continued.

“As you saw yesterday. Grandma is getting healthier, because soon she will have a great-granddaughter.”

“There is no sovenir for invited guests?”

Mr. Dhiaz is proud. “Clearly no dong.”

“For bridgeaids and groommaids must be different right? It just so happens that we're going to Sulbar. Sir can buy a lot of sovenir there. Continues tulisi Dhiaz love Jusma. Bridemaids and groommaids at sir's wedding will surely be very happy to be given sovenir.”

“Can also yes you are looking for opportunities in narrowness. About you being bridgeaids you give advice so.”

“Should dong, I don't actually want to be present at sir's wedding. But I think it's exciting to mention the song Balo Lipa.”

Lemmusa your life daeng

Musolangi.

Your ingka tudang botting

Riolo.

“Means right?” ask Aisyah who pretends to be tough.

“Don't sing at my wedding. Your voice is so ugly. My guest can escape all.”