My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 8. Saturday (1)

(S2) Ep 8. Saturday (1)

Saturday morning was a clear day. The shining sun was glittering alongside the clear blue sky without clouds. The morning wind was blowing softly. Rainer got off his brother's motorbike delivering him right in front of the school yard.

“What time do you come home?” arsene asked his sister.

“Not yet, I'll call!” rainer answered while fixing his basketball shoe laces.

“Okay, enjoy your day (Enjoy your day)!” arsene said, then closed the helmet and went by.

Rainer walked towards the courtyard of the school that looked crowded with students practicing taekwondo. While in another corner, other students are demonstrating karate. They look cool with Japanese uniforms and a variety of belt colors. Rainer entered the gate of the school and the basketball court was filled with students who were warming up.

The tall and slender man walked leisurely toward the upperclassman he met yesterday, then greeted him.

“I'm late huh Brother?” ask Rain to Evan.

“Just start, you immediately warm up! Many new ones join as well,” Evan explained.

“Still, Brother!”

Rainer immediately ran and joined the ranks of the tenth grade students who were warming up. Meanwhile, from the front row, there was a heart that was shaking to see the arrival of the young man. But it turns out that it is not alone. Many of the students who also did not concentrate when they saw the arrival of Rainer. Moreover, the young man looked radiant with his black basketball jersey. His white skin looks dazzling to the eyes. He looks really cool.

“CONCENTRATION WOY!” evan shouted in front while patting both hands, noticing the members who kept turning their heads and glancing at Rainer.

Finally the members of the basketball team again focused on completing their warm-up in the morning, although still their views were not focused, because there was one sparkling ‘muti’ there.

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Arsene was shopping at a supermarket close to his grandparents' residence, to buy the ingredients of the cake he would make today. The plan he will make a box containing 12 cupcakes with various toppings. He does not know exactly the family of Aunt Karin, his mommy's best friend. It's possible that they have a little kid who loves sweet and colorful cakes and creams, like his little sister, Kirei. So, Arsene decided to make it just that. After all, her mommy did not explain in detail and handed everything to her.

Arsene put all the ingredients he needed to make cupcakes on the kitchen table owned by his grandmother. His grandmother's kitchen room was not as large as his mommy's kitchen workbench, so he would try to maximize the empty space. Moreover, he plans to make more cupcakes, which he will give opa and oma later in the afternoon.

Cleverly, he began to shake margarine and sugar until both were stirred flat. Then he added some eggs one by one into a container that already contains margarine and sugar earlier. Oven has been lit since earlier so that when he put the finished dough, the ripening will be perfect.

Aryani's grandmother who just came out of the room heard the noise in her kitchen. The old woman approached.

“Bikin what Sen?” ask the grandmother who then sat on the dining table chair.

“Again making cupcakes, Nek!”

“Make who?” ask her grandmother while pouring water into the glass.

“Mommy asks me to make a cake to send to her friend.”

“Ooh... make Karin yes?”

“Yes, Grandma! How tau?”

“Yes it's his best friend since High School. Now that her husband Karin cooperates with your grandfather, even Reza is already a General Manager at the company grandfather,” explained his grandmother.

“Ooh...” Arsene nodded her head, while preparing baking pans and paper for the mold.

Arsene has added other ingredients to his cupcake dough. It didn't take long until the dough melded together perfectly and flat. He himself divided the dough in two. One with vanilla flavoring, and one with chocolate flavoring. After pouring the cupcake dough into the mold, he put it in the oven.

While waiting for the cake to ripen perfectly, Arsene made a topping to complement the flavor. It shakes the heavy cream until it is completely concentrated and stiff, plus the flavorings are also dyes to make it more attractive. Trings. The oven alarm sounds. Arsene took out the mini-cakes and cooled them down.

Instantly the phone placed on top of a wooden ornamental cabinet in the family room sounded loud. Arsene put the materials he had been holding since then and passed grabbing his phone.

“Halo, Mom?” tanyakanya.

“You have finished making the cake?” ask mommy Ajeng.

“Not yet, any minute. Stay finishing, Mom. Why?”

“About how many minutes?”

“I need fifteen minutes more (I need fifteen more minutes)!” the answer.

“Okay. Mommy wants to say Aunt Karin first. The address is accepted, right?”

“Done, Mom!”

“Okay, thank you sweetheart. Bye!”

“Bye!”

Arsene rushed back to the kitchen and finished his work that morning.

Two boxes each contain 12 cupcakes with various toppings and two flavors, vanilla and chocolate, have been wrapped neatly. Intentionally Arsene bought a box with a beautiful design, because this was given to her old mommy friend, she will also give the oma and her ops this afternoon. The plan he will invite Rainer also to stay there. Arsene drives his big black bike. He put the two boxes on the body of the bike, a bit risky indeed, but how else. No one can be asked for help.

It turns out that Aunty Karin's home address is not too far from the opa and oma house. So he can feel more relaxed, it's just that later in the afternoon he has to return to pick up Rainer at his school. The house is located on a gentle hill, so the view of Bandung can look beautiful. The air is cooler too. Arsene stopped at a modern minimalist house with a white fence. He noticed the address sent by his mommy. It's correct.

The young man got off his motorbike which was still parked in front of the two-story courtyard of the house. Then bring the box and open the fence of the house to just knock on the main door. Aunty Karin must have known of his arrival. Arsene stood in front of the door and pressed the bell button next to the white-painted wooden door.

DINGLONG.

“Assalamu’alaikum.” he said in a voice that was quite loud.

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” answered a soft voice slipping from behind the door. The sound of a locked key was opened. The door opened little by little.

“What is this true Aunty Karin home?” arsene asked while looking at the screen of his phone and then smiled at the person who greeted him.

DEG. Suddenly his heart jumped.

“Zaara?!” arsene was surprised.

“Arsene? Why are you here?” asked Zaara not to believe it.

“I want to give this to Aunt Karin,” replied Arsene while showing her the box.

"Kok you know me? Or maybe you're an online courier?!" canda Zaara chuckles.

Arsene clucked, it could also be Zaara teasing him.

"Tante Karin your mother?" asked Arsene not to believe it.

"Yes. Stop, I'll call umi first. You are in!” zaara opened her door wide.

Arsene went inside and sat down on the long sofa that was there and put the cake box on the table. He did not expect at all turned out Zaara, his countryman, was the son of his own mommy friend. The world is so narrow.

While Zaara was calling uminya to the back. Suddenly a well-built and bearded man came out of a room, smiling at the young man sitting on his couch. Arsene stood up and nodded with a smile, then extended his hand to shake his hand.

“This is Ajeng and Ferdian's son huh?” ask Reza, Zaara's father.

“Iya Om, I'm Arsene!” arsene nodded.

Both of them sat on the sofa.

“How are your parents doing in Singapore?” tanya Om Reza is friendly.

“Alhamdulillah well, Om! Mommy is pregnant again, maybe about one or two months away from birth,” explained Arsene.

“Masya Allah, so now your sister how many?”

“Now there are two, Rainer and Kirei, insyaAllah add one, so we are four brothers.”

“Alhamdulillah yes, may your parents be healthy continue.”

“Aamiin..”.

Not long after, Aunt Karin came out, she cupped her hands to the young man with a big smile.

“This Arsene is already big,” she said while sitting next to her husband.

“Yes, Zaara is big. They are the same age.”

“Iya oruh Abi, just because it has not seen for a long time so feel shocked. It looks like Ferdian, Bi?!” karin.

Arsene just smiled.

“Oh yes Auntie, this is mommy's daycare!” arsene said giving a rather large box of cookies to Karin.

“Syukron katsiron, Arsene, Aunty have also told your mommy, kok!”

Arsene nodded.

“Zaara shaleha, please make a drink!” said Karin as she passed to the back looking for her son.

“Umi want to chat with Arsene first temenin abi. cepetan yes?!” pinta uminya that.

“Iya!” zaara was forced. The girl immediately took three cups to fill with warm sweet tea.

Karin returned to the living room.

“When did he say daddy and mommy you moved?” ask Karin.

“Umm..maybe after the birth, Auntie! This is also actually still waiting for the house to be finished, only able to move here,” explained Arsene.

Indeed daddy Arsene, Ferdian, is building a new house in Bandung for them to occupy this year. The house was not finished, so they all waited for the birth of their fourth child.

“Alhamdulillah, can move again to Bandung. Aunty was your mommy's high school friend. After you were born, and your mommy migrated, we saw together here,” explained Karin.

Arsene. Zaara appeared and brought three cups of warm tea. He put it on the table.

“Still, Ra!” arsene answered quietly, making Karin and Reza look at each other.

“Eh, do you know each other?” asked Reza, Zaara stood tense, she was afraid that her ashes would find out that Arsene was her best friend.

“Zaara classmate, Om!” arsene smiled.

“Oh yes?!” reza and Karin said at the same time.

“Lha why did Zaara never tell you?” reza looked at his daughter who was still standing. Karin pulled the body of her son so she sat down next to him. Zaara.

“You've met since you were a baby. Pas toddler you often play together study time here,” explained Karin.

“Oh yes?” asked Arsene not to believe it.

“Iya right it.”

“But does Zaara know Arsene is Aunt Ajeng's son?” sergeant Zaara.

“It's okay, Honey!”

Arsene smiled faintly. Not expecting that they had actually met before when they were children, he became amused.

“Zaara in what school? Must be terrible huh?” ask Karin.

“Umiii..” protest Zaara.

Arsene sucks, “ya so, Auntie!”

“Sorry if he's fierce, that's his son. He was trying to take care of himself. Tau lah, the children are now rich association how, so with so fierce as it was a fortress he,” explained Karin while rubbing her daughter's arm.

Arsene smiled faintly, he realized that too after talking to his mommy. He'll keep his distance from Zaara even if they're my friends.

Suddenly a large white sports car stops right in the house, making Karin and Reza wonder and immediately move out of the house. Two teenagers were left in the living room. Arsene stared at Zaara.

“You should never tell abi and umi, if we are my friends huh?” pinta Zaara's.

“Yes, I promise!” arsene.

“I live first yes, there is still much work in the kitchen!” said Zaara.

“Ngapain? Eat yes?” cananda Arsene's.

Zaara just popped her lips, then sauntered away leaving Arsene who was chuckling.

Zaara peeked at the box of cookies Arsene gave her at the end. He was amazed by the many small cakes with various interesting toppings in them. He was eager to pluck one, but had not asked permission in general, forced him to hold back.

Meanwhile on the porch of the house, Karin looks cheerfully welcoming her best friend, Sita who visited with her second child, Raffa.

“Yes Allah, I am very happy today. Just got a deposit from Ajeng, now the arrival of a beautiful doctor!” karin hugged his best friend.

“Eh, is there Ajeng?!” ask Sita surprised.

“No, but there was Arsene, her first child!” answer Karin.

“Wah? Arsene in Bandung, since when?”

“Arsene will move first to Bandung with his sister, later Ajeng followed he said.”

“Eh, Ajeng never said that his son was back here. Happy to see you again!”

“Iya, come in!”

They also entered the living room. Arsene stood up and greeted the short-hijabed woman, along with the young man behind her.

“Arsene, know this Aunt Sita, the doctor who helped mommy Ajeng born you,” explained Karin.

Arsene's eyes grew and smiled kindly.

“Yes God, Arsene is so handsome you, son! Try the age of Anggun the same age, I have definitely persuaded Ajeng to make a match with the son of Aunt!” said Sita excitedly mention the name of her third child.

Arsene smiled blushingly.

“Well this Aunt's son, his name is Raffa, he's a 5th semester dental student,” said Sita introduced her second child.

Arsene and Raffa smiled at each other.

“Abi, Arsene, same Raffa chat here! We want to chat in the family room,” said Karin then pulled Sita's arm.

While the three men who were there started looking for a topic to talk about.

“Your father is still in Jakarta, Fa?” ask Reza to Raffa.

“Iya Om. Tomorrow just come home rich, want to take a vacation this week,” replied Raffa ducked politely.

“Oh great. What college, fluently?”

“Alhamdulillah, Om! Have started a lot of practice.”

Arsene only listened to the conversation between the two older men.

“Zayyan where, Om?” ask Raffa.

“Zayyan again at school, there is karate practice every weekend,” Reza replied. Mentioning Zayyan's name, Arsene remembered Rainer, is the training finished or not? Arsene certainly knew that Zayyan was Rainer's classmate.

“Om sorry I permission to go out first, want to phone my sister!” arsene said politely.

Reza nodded.

Meanwhile, in the family room, the mothers were excited to tell about their past when they still often gather with Ajeng of course. Now that their children have grown up, it turns out that time is so fast turning. Zaara was back in her room when she asked for a cupcake with a blueberry topping.

“Rin, I want to ask you something!” said Sita when Karin was arranging the cakes given by Arsene on a plate to be served.

“Ask what?”

“If I asked you about marriage you would be surprised?” ask Sita in doubt.

"Whose wedding?"

"Raffa wants a young marriage!"

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[Visual Raffa the dentist candidate]

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