Being my Teacher's Husband

Eps. 33 — Disclosure

The feeling was finally conveyed warmly...

This morning was supposed to be a beautiful day when I was at school. How not? Throughout the 2 lessons there was no teacher who came to class, and that meant we had 3 hours free time.

For the male students themselves they spend time gathering at one of the tables to play online games. Of course, this is a golden opportunity for them to have fun.

On the other hand, female students also do the same thing but what distinguishes them is that they do not flock to play games like men but just chat and chat.

I looked out the window at the back seat and corner. This morning the sky was very bright, the clouds that floated up there dangled beautifully over the vast blue sky, the birds singing rhythmically flew with their friends.

“You didn't come to play, Raka?”

My head turned when there was a sound source calling my name. He is Zildan, my best friend.

I smiled faintly, a question from Zildan right about the point where I could not answer it. Last night when I said I was going to try to grant Ms. Lisa's request, one of those requests was that she wanted me not to play that online game, she said she should focus on learning.

Well, although to be honest it is a hard thing for me but I have said I will grant it, so from now on I officially stop playing online games.

By the way, Zildan was the only male in the class who was not poisoned by online gaming. He casually always carried books and spent his time reading during school hours.

Perhaps that was one of the reasons why he always had the highest and highest grades in class. Even though he was very lazy when he heard the lesson, maybe he was the one who understood the purpose of the lesson the most.

It did not feel as time continued to move so fast, the hour-break bell rang loudly beating the voices of the disciples who were chatting.

The first hour of rest leaves only 20 minutes for the lesson to start again, students usually rarely wander out of class because the first break time is relatively short.

I reached into my pocket and took the phone inside. I want to send a message to Miss Lisa.

“*Our Dek to UKS huh? I miss*.”

“*No, I told you I had agreed not to be in touch at school*.” Lisa replied after a few minutes.

“*I miss dear, just once. Tell me again dating*.”

“*Cannot Mas, later there are people who see*!”

“*Mas please .. ONCE AJA*.”

I carved a smile staring at the phone screen, always cool when texting each other with Miss Lisa. You know, it's like a real date.

“*Shortly Yes Mas, five minutes no more no less*.”

My hands are clenched,*yes*. At least if I don't play games, I can date her.

“Where?” Zildan looked up when she found me standing.

“Ke WC.” Answer's short.

Zildan nodded then she resumed reading it.

Since there was nothing else to do, I rushed towards the UKS room. If others see me well they will find that my face is beaming with joy.

Fortunately, fate this time was very supportive of me to be able to meet him. After arriving there, there was no one who was sick in the UKS room, I immediately smiled happily imagining what I would do to him later.

The sound of footsteps rang out from outside towards the door. When the door opens there is a beautiful woman in her teenage years, but it is clear when she sees the viewer, people will be immediately betrayed by their own eyes, because after all she wears the clothes of a teacher.

My face is smiling warmly. That person who is none other than a teacher, girlfriend, and my wife. She is Lisa's mother.

“That's food, Dek?” I said excitedly and moved sitting beside him.

“Iya, you want, Mas?” Ms. Lisa opened her food supply box containing various vegetables.

“Suapin yes?”

“Udah big too,” Bu Lisa smile. “Mas, which vegetable would you like?”

“Whichever one, as long as not tomatoes equal broccoli.”

There are some things I have to tell you, Miss Lisa when armed like this she always uses chopsticks compared to using a spoon. He said it was more hygienic and healthy.

“Enak, Deck.” I exclaimed cheerfully as the food arrived in the mouth.

Miss Lisa just smiled at my behavior like a child. He bribed me in turns, moved out of my mouth his mouth and continued like that until the contents of the stock ran out.

“This is drinking, Mas?” He held out his hand and offered his bottle.

“You go first, it's yours.” My reply pushed his outstretched hand.

“Mas used to be adek later,”

I sighed for a moment, it would definitely be like that. Ms. Lisa is a good woman, as long as we are married she always put her husband first, for example like eating earlier, she deliberately ate a small portion of vegetables so that I get the big part.

How could I not feel bad if he was that good. Look at me as her husband, my behavior is sometimes childish, unreliable, always troublesome. Inversely related to my wife's personality.

“Mas, why stare at adek like that?” Ms. Lisa's face flushed red as I looked at her face for so long.

Ah, if you think again a reddened face like this is the thing that can make me carve a smile. Miss Lisa has a beautiful face, her red face will give a plus to her beauty.

Actually there have been a few times that have crossed my mind about how he could marry a flocking like me. You know, he's too perfect, he should be able to marry someone better than me.

“Mas?” he called out my name again, his face no longer flushed but was replaced with astonishment. “Why you?”

I close my face, kiss her forehead gently “Dek, you are not married to me?”

Ms. Lisa's face changed, she didn't seem to like the question I was asking. “You why talk like that?”

“So, I just thought, when you can refuse our family matchmaking first, you might get the husband you want.”

Is not my current words right, Miss Lisa could have gotten the husband she wanted, she could have been happier when compared to her current husband.

“What are you talking about, Mas!” Ms. Lisa held my face with both hands, her eyes were black with deep eyes, “Never say that again. Adek does not like to hear it.”

I was silent, I couldn't answer anything to him.

“Mas. Listen to adek words for the last time so that Mas, never hesitate with our marriage.” Miss Lisa is now holding one of my hands with both of her hands. ”Mas Raka is not the chosen one, but the one chosen by Lisa herself, when the matchmaking happened I officially chose Mas to be Adek's husband.

“Our marriage was indeed betrothed and not landed by love, but it was a time ago that could not be compared with now.” At this moment, Lisa stopped her words.

“I don't understand, you mean what, Dek?”

“A-Adek is already in love with you, Mas.”.