The Love Hypothesis
The Eps 49

“Aisyah, you have the number bu Putu?” ask Mr. Dhiaz who has just returned from dawn prayers.

“No sir. Try asking Ilham, as I recall he had his contact mother seller putu.”

Mr. Dhiaz patted his jidat. “Aisyah, I asked for her phone number bu Putu. Not the phone number of the seller's mother. Still morning you've made blood rise.”

“Oh, sorry sorry gafok. Bu Putu the new lecturer yes sir?”

“Iya. Do you have class today?”

“No sir.”

“So I'll take you home?”

“No, take me to Ismi.”'s house

“Create what at home Ismi?” ask Mr. Dhiaz curious.

“Create spinach chips for entrepreneurial tasks.”

Not felt, the clock shows eight o'clock passing. Mr. Dhiaz also drove Aisyah to Ismi's house first before going to campus.

“Cieee, newlyweds. How was his first night?” welcome Ismi.

“Otakmu, let's make the chips.”

Aisyah stepped into the kitchen. Inside, there are other members. Some are frying, some are separating spinach leaves from the stem, all have their respective tasks.

Their artificial spinach chips are now ready to be marketed. They started to split up to offer those spinach chips.

But until the afternoon, their chips haven't ludes as well. Broken aral strokes adorn the look of members of the Aisyah group.

Realizing that, Aisyah created distance from that team. He took the device to contact Mr. Dhiaz.

“Sir, buy spinach chips my group dong. There are still many who have not sold this.”

“Where are you?”

“I'm there now.”

Mr. Dhiaz, who also finished teaching, drove his car. In just a matter of minutes he had already arrived at Ismi's house. Without further ado, he spent money to buy the Aisyah group's sales.

“Still many tasks to check, help me again yes.”

“Do not want, I am afraid that the incident was repeated at dawn.”

“Means don't fall asleep! Your fault, too, was told to check the task instead of sleeping.”

Aisyah continued to persuade Mr. Dhiaz to return home, but Mr. Dhiaz firmly brought Aisyah home.

They entered the house. “Where have you been? Jusma was waiting in the living room. Gawat, why did you bring Aisyah here? Quickly drive him home. Don't let Jusma see he's here,” reprimand mom Rahma.

Just turning around, Jusma had already seen them. “Why can Aisyah be here? She promised not to treat Aisyah as a wife. Brother also promised you would never stay in one roof with him.”

“I just want to take the job, Jus. This is straight home kok.”

“Wait for Aisyah, I take her job first.” Mr. Dhiaz rushed to his room.

Aisyah took the pile of paper, because of the arrival of Jusma, she was forced to go home alone. Mr. Dhiaz also did not dare to offer him a ride, because Jusma would definitely be angry if he cared to Aisyah.

At home, Aisyah checked the task until late at night. When checking, the gawainya vibrate, “Night wife,” fill chat from pak Dhiaz.

Aisyah refused to reply. But Mr. Dhiaz was getting more reckless, he turned to Video Call.

A few minutes had passed, but Mr. Dhiaz still did not give up on contacting Aisyah.

“What’s up sir?” asked Aisyah annoyed.

“How much have you not checked?” ask Mr. Dhiaz.

“There are still eight tasks, already yes sir. I want to continue checking.”

“Do not turn off, let's feel we check the task together.”