The Love Hypothesis
The Eps 48

“Where are we going sir?”

“To home. Where are you going?”

“But we promised not to stay home.”

“Jusma won't know if you don't story.”

“What? Take me to grandma's house sir.”

“Lazy to grandma's house. I am tired Aisyah, I want a quick break. My stomach has also been rumbling this.”

“Let mama and papa get angry,” worry Aisyah.

Mr Dhiaz smiled then said, “Mama and papa? You acknowledge my parents as your in-laws?”

Aisyah spontaneously bit her lower lip. “I mean mama and papa sir.”

Arriving at home.

“I borrow sir's room yes,” pinta Aisyah before mr. Dhiaz to the kitchen.

“Okay, can.”

Aisyah rushed to Mr. Dhiaz's room. He went straight into the bathroom to soak in the bath ub.

Not finished with the soaking activity, Mr. Dhiaz even entered.

“Aaaaa, what are you doing sir?” aisyah shouted as she crossed her arms to protect the two mounds that were very precious to her.

“Sorry, I forgot that you were here.”

Mr. Dhiaz went out, his cheeks puffed up. There was a pink hue on both of his cheeks. “Mount Aisyah is beautiful once,” her inner self.

Aisyah rushed to get fully dressed before coming out.

“Still wearing hijab? I will be your mahram now,” said Mr. Dhiaz.

“Yes, but I've promised Jus not to treat sir as husband.” After saying that, Aisyah went straight to the guest room that Rahma had opened for her.

Exhausted Aisyah finally fell asleep, and Dhiaz's akhlakless sir just walked in the room.

He found Ayesha sleeping without wearing a hijab. He shook Aisyah's body as he said, “Wake up!”

Aisha quickly put on her hijab. “You what else sir?” tanyanya is upset .

“Follow me,” order pak Dhiaz.

Aisha had to follow him.

“Help me check this task,” continued Mr. Dhiaz after arriving at the room.

Aisyah lay down after checking half the task. “Why stop? These tasks you haven't checked all.”

“Wait a minute sir, I stretch first.”

Aisyah who originally intended to lay for a while, even the continuity of sleep.

“A annoying first night,” complains Dhiaz sir before finally checking Aisyah unchecked tasks.

“Beres is also finally,” Dhiaz said as he marginalized those tasks.

He then slept next to Aisyah who was also asleep while hugging the bolster.

After a long sleep, Mr. Dhiaz who usually sleeps while hugging the bolster instead hugs Aisyah who is suspected of bolting. He who usually sleeps alone also forgets that Aisyah is sleeping in her room.

“Why is my sugar so chewy like this huh?” monologue at dawn.

Aisyah who felt her one balloon being re-mas opened her eyes quickly. “Aaaaa, release sir!”

“Bantalku can also talk now,” said Mr. Dhiaz who is still half conscious. His hand still continued to play one chewy balloon belonging to Aisyah.

“Oiii perverted lecturer, wake up!” yelled Aisyah who managed to make Mr. Dhiaz open his eyes.

“Astaghfirullah.” Mr. Dhiaz quickly moved away from Aisyah.

Aisyah's shout turned out to invite questions in the minds of Rahma and Abdul who heard it. “Don't till Dhiaz fucks Aisyah. Poor Jusma.”

Madam Rahma quickly approached Aisyah. “You why scream?”

“There is a snake ma.”

“Ular? Where?” ask Rahma's mom scared.

“Anu, the snake is out.”

“Good if the snake is out. Oh yeah, you don't call me Mama ya Aisyah. Just call aunty, don't get used to calling me mama. Jusma can be sad later to hear it.”

“Iya, sorry aunt. It was just because I was shocked, so my reflex called mama. Because usually if I'm surprised, like to call mama.”

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