Being my Teacher's Husband

Eps. 25– 4 Month ago..

Love can be nurtured, and togetherness can grow it.

4 Months ago…

Our wedding was over until the afternoon, it was really a tiring day. For some reason even though our family invited the closest people, it was like there was no end.

I complained that I was annoyed to see guests who did not end, could not they go straight home without shaking hands, it was faster than waiting in line until we explained everything.

From a few breaks of time, I occasionally glanced at her sweet-smiling face against all the guests, she looked different the first time we met, she was more graceful, more beautiful, more beautiful, more mature with decoration and dress her wedding dress.

“What's up?” he looked at me politely.

I smiled awkwardly, and quickly shook my head. Damnit damnit! I was caught looking at him.

Then around 5pm at the end of our wedding was completely finished, I threw my body in the bridal seat, straightening both feet.

Not long after my mother-in-law came in with her friendly smile, she walked towards me, I got up and quickly kissed her hand

“Ha.. hello aunt?” I said hello to him first.

“Tante? Don't call aunt dong dear, call me mother.” He said smiling gracefully.

“Eh, yes tant.. Mother.”

Unfortunately, I was too nervous in front of him. As long as I know, the aura of Bu Lisa might make me awkward, but the aura of her mother is more than that, I like having to be careful in breathing when dealing with her.

My mother-in-law smiled at my nervousness, but she did not discuss it or understand exactly what happened.

“Honey, if you want to rest or take a shower, you stay in Kalisa's room aja.” said My mother-in-law whispered it slowly.

I quickly nodded, by chance! All day my body felt sticky and sultry, so without waiting for long I walked to his room leaving Miss Lisa who was busy chatting with my parents.

It is not difficult to find his room, because right in front of the door there is a name hanger written “Kalisa” which shows my wife's room. I slowly opened the door, and it was clear that the room was 4 by 4 meters.

The room was good enough for a girl to wear, as my father-in-law said earlier, my clothes and all my belongings were already there, packed in a suitcase. So without much turning I took a towel and went to the bathroom right in the corner of the room.

I closed my eyes when suddenly the shower flushed all over my body, it felt calm and relaxed. But to my mind obviously not, there are a lot of things I have to think about, like about this marriage.

I pondered over a few things, will this marriage last long? am I ready to lead a family? Or, obviously, does he want to be with me?

Obviously I should be worried about that, at this age I should still be free to hang out and have fun, enjoy my teenage years.

But even though that does not mean I refuse or regret getting married, instead I am very happy to accept this fate, I am only slightly in doubt.

15 Minutes later I came out of the bathroom and got dressed, it felt like my body was refreshed, my face also did not look as tired as before.

I saw next to the bed there was a picture frame, I smiled for a moment, it was a picture of Miss Lisa playing with a doll with a small child. Beside her, there was also a picture of her with her parents. They were seen on vacation in the park, taking three pictures together.

“Raka!”

I gasped in shock when suddenly someone else called me in the back, one of my hands holding the picture frame dropped to the floor.

PRANK!!

“Eh, sorry,” I reflexively squat when I see broken glass scattering on the floor.

Who called me? Of course, Miss Lisa, she went into her room without me noticing, and when she called me that surprised me.

“Aww..”

Suddenly my index finger was hit by a sharp glass shard that made him bleed, not in just a small wound.

“You're okay?”

I shook my head, for a small injury like this at my age is obviously fine and would not be possible to make me cry.

“Here see,” she pulled my hand and saw the bloody part “Before.”

I just kept watching him walk up to the drawer, grab something in it, then turn around to bring P3K equipment. It turns out he was planning to treat me.

“Sorry about the frame, later I will change.” I said when he had placed the wound plaster on his index finger, we were currently sitting on the edge of the mattress side by side.

He just smiled at me, which made me gulp, oh my goodness! I can't believe my wife would be this beautiful.

“It's okay Raka, it's just a frame,” he said politely.

“But that's because of me.”

He smiled once again, “I already have a backup frame, so you don't have to buy far. The part of the photo is a long time ago, I intend to replace it next week.”

Hearing his words, made me a little calm, to be honest my feelings are not good, how not? I've dropped her stuff and now I'm making it a hassle.

“Thanks Bu.” I said politely

“Lisa.. Call me Lisa Raka, you call like it makes me look older.” she said chuckling.

I scratched my non-itchy head, it felt strange to call my own teacher by a direct name, that sounded disrespectful.

Just imagine if there is a teacher passing by, for example his name is Mr. Anton, then when we want to say hello “Oi anton!” that's definitely not a good thing to do, is it?.

“Bu, uh I mean Lisa, you really accepted this wedding?” I broke the silence after a few minutes of silence.

It was my question that was pent up from within, it took me some time to finally vent to speak.

“Means?” she looked at me with a look of disbelief, as if what I meant was that I had to marry her.

Feeling Miss Lisa was misresponsive, I quickly continued “I mean, you want to marry a teenager like me, wouldn't you prefer a more mature, or the same age?” my many.

She immediately smiled gently “I understand Raka what you are worried about, first of all I accept this marriage is sincere in my heart, there is no coercion from others and that includes my parents.

“And the second, I believe my parents will choose the best husband for me, so when they appoint you as their choice, then I will appoint you as my husband.”

My cheeks are heating up hearing the word”suami the best”, is he currently praising me for more confidence?. I hope my cheeks aren't blushing right now, if they are, it's really embarrassing.

Then he continued his words “I will actually talk about this later on our first night later.”

I gasped at the word “first night” from his lips, I don't know if I should express myself.

Suddenly his face reddened, feeling there was a wrong word in his speech he again said “I mean we will talk about this as soon as tonight.”

He turned away from the room. I who saw his missing silhouette at the turn chuckled, I knew he was misbehaving.

\*\*SORRY FOR THE DELAY, YESTERDAY-YESTERLY I GOT SICK SO CAN'T GO UP.. PLEASE "L I K E" AND "V O T E" HER!!

THANKS\*\*...