Being my Teacher's Husband

Eps. 43 — Piece of Goodness II

The seed in his hand now began to be planted with a lump of goodness.

“Why do you give money, I mean give that much money? Aren't those two kids lying, baby?” my eyes were still focused on where the two boys ran and disappeared.

“They're orphans, Mas.” Miss Lisa replied lightly as if the busking incident had been a normal thing.

“Orphans? How do you know?” this time I looked at him in wonder.

“The two young children lied and said that their parents were sick because they wanted to get concerns to those who heard them, they both thought that calling their parents was not going to just get a condolence.”

I scratched the back of the head that wasn't itchy, still didn't understand.

“If Mas sees there are two people who are again in a state of grief, one says that he is suffering because his parents have died, and the other is suffering because his parents are sick, so what did Mas give to both?”

I shook my head, half not knowing half not understanding.

Ms. Lisa smiled at me who was still confused, “Umumnya, people will give condolences and prayers to the first person, he said, as for the second person is usually always given a good material of money and goods.”

Ah, so like that, I understand now, the point is, the two boys lied so they could get money.

I shook my head and did not ask any more, after which we both just had a little conversation before finally deciding to go home.

“You're on board, Mas?” Miss Lisa pointed to one of my hands carrying a large crackle filled with snacks.

“Not necessary. Than to bring this big crackle better take my hand.” I held out my hand and held her hand.

Ms. Lisa smiled, there was a slight red hue on her face.

“You know, darling.” I opened my voice after a few steps. “Maybe this is my same umpteenth time.”

I stopped taking a step for a moment, making Ms. Lisa's steps so obstructed.

“You know, Deck. I'm really grateful to have a wife as good as you, I'm really glad to have married you, can we be like this forever?” My gaze pointed at his two eyes deeply and meaningfully.

Miss Lisa looks happy, but she is confused as to what to answer. “I love you too, Mas.”

My mouth could not support a smile, although the answer he seemed not to connect but it was enough to represent his feelings.

If only now I wasn't outside, I might have kissed and hugged her little body. But of course, even if I can't now, that doesn't mean I'm not doing it anywhere else.

When we got home and entered it, I immediately pulled Miss Lisa's hand into my arms. My hand clasped his chin gently and kissed him for so long.

“I... I.. I went to the kitchen first, Mas.” he lowered his red face after kissing and went running away.

I shook my head slowly, even though she was married to me for 5 months, Miss Lisa was still shy about her husband.

The next day, it turns out that when Miss Lisa gave money to the mothers yesterday she also gave us our address to her.

Right back from school, the mothers came to my house and she was having a conversation with Miss Lisa in the living room.

Miss Lisa, who realized that her husband had come home, immediately stood kissing the back of my hand. The mother's face was astonished because the article was clearly the woman in front of him wearing a teacher's uniform but why he kissed the hand of the child who was still in high school uniform.

Although he had a lot of questions from his head he did not comment anything, the look in his eyes he met me and immediately saluted, I also replied with a smile and a polite greeting.

From the beginning I did not serve the mothers first because they want to first take a shower, my clothes have from earlier reeked of sweat as well as sticky.

Lisa and I looked at each other, although she looked like a teenage girl, but she was wearing a teacher's dress, so she knew that Miss Lisa was older than me.

Bu Lisa coughed softly, “This is my husband.”

The mother's face was shocked but she said nothing. After a few seconds of controlling his shock he was seen regretting the question earlier which obviously made the host become offended.

“Nothing, Mom. Everyone will also be equally surprised when they hear the same thing.” I tried to melt the atmosphere of seeing the mother fall silent.

The mother tried to reply with a nod and smiled stiffly, she still felt bad.

The three of us chatted in the middle of the house. The mother's name is Ms. Liya who is still in her 40s, she is currently living alone at home with her son, while the husband just left her.

“Now baby Mom where ya?” I asked in between us chatting.

“There Sir, home. My baby fell asleep before I got here.”

My hand scratched the head, still uncomfortable called ‘Pak’ by people who are obviously older than me.

Liya's mother deliberately said so because she said this was a tribute to the kindness of his wife, although I did not need to say that several times, but the mother still kept calling me that.

Our conversation came to a halt after Ms. Liya said goodbye to go home, she had to take care of her baby fearing she had woken up and was crying.

In the evening, as I leaned back in bed playing a game on my phone, somehow Ms. Lisa was wearing thin and short clothes. I as a man was distracted and looked at him straight away.

Ms. Lisa walked up to me and she directly leaned her head against my midsection. If Miss Lisa acts like this, she must mean something.

“Why you baby?” I placed the phone over the drawer and gently stroked the top of his head.

“Nothing, kok.” Her great-grandson was like a child.

I smiled and then stroked his head.

“Mas?” Miss Lisa said again after a few minutes of silence.

“Iya darling.”

“You can't let Ms. Liya work here, she's sorry there's no work and no money. Can, Mas?”

“Bby.” My answer is short

Miss Lisa lifted her body straight away, she might not believe that I would allow her that fast without thinking first. “You're serious right?”

I nodded, “Originally you must obey two wishes, Mas.”

“What desire?”

I did not answer him but glanced at his body from the bottom up while stroking his chin. Ms. Lisa who noticed my gaze again lowered her head with both cheeks that were already reddened.

I moved the place to approach Bu Lisa while gently lifting her chin. “Mas can ask, can you, baby?”

Miss Lisa understood what I meant, she slowly nodded her head shyly.

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