Being my Teacher's Husband

Being my Teacher's Husband
Eps. 67 — Kalisa III Identity



Of course the words just now weren't serious, I wasn't that bad at using wealth as power. At its core, he and I are human.


“You're jealous yes, Mas?” Ms. Lisa gave a small laugh glancing at my face which might have been sour.


I snorted, of course I was jealous. Where the husband who is not jealous sees his wife familiar with other men, continues to not remarry the man.


“Pak Zinjin has worked for seven more years here, besides he is my father's confidant. Adek will not fire him let alone there is no reason whatsoever for that.”


Ms. Lisa began to introduce who Mr. Zinjin is in this restaurant, she explained, that Mr. Zinjin's work performance is very good, reliable, and more importantly he is a person who can be trusted.


And as long as Miss Lisa's staying at home with me, too, she's the one who takes care of this restaurant.


On the other hand I furrowed my brows, not too happy to hear it. Why would my wife praise him, ah, make me bad in the mood.


***


At 5pm, that's what the clock shows on my watch.


“Mas, when do we go home?” Ms. Lisa looked me in the eye from her desk, taking her eyes off the captop screen she had typed on.


I who was currently sleeping in a long soup, relaxing and playing games, replied to the statement of that view. Right, I don't remember coming home so happy here.


I scratched my head, thought first, “We stay here aja yuk, Dek?”


“Nginap in this restaurant?” I nodded, isn't there a room here, so it doesn't matter. “Mm.. can be anyway, yaudah deh, Adek come, Adek also have not been here for a long time.”


I smiled with satisfaction, that's good.


The restaurant closed at 9pm, followed by workers returning home after thirty minutes. In the last minute, Miss Lisa left her room, she said, she wanted to say hello to the employees first, while I slept in the bed, holding back the sleepy wait for Miss Lisa.


“Already, Deck? How long?” I quickly asked as he opened the door.


“Iya, Mas. Chat with them for a while.”


Miss Lisa did not immediately rush to sleep, she first took a shower first and then changed clothes in pajamas, about this clothes we just took in the car in a suitcase, she said, there were my clothes and clothes that I had used to stay at my in-laws' house.


“You smell great, baby, use shampoo what the hell?”


I smelled her hair from behind, because there was no glass here to dress up, Miss Lisa used her phone instead, she sat on the bed, so I immediately wanted to tease her.


“Ordinary shampoo, Mas, you also used to use my shampoo right?” He said without looking, focused on combing his hair.


I just grin wide, shampoo owned by Miss Lisa is fragrant, although for women I do wear it often.


“Can you ask for husband rights no, baby?”


Hearing my words made Miss Lisa stop her hair brushing. Her originally pure white face was now turning red, I could see it from her phone screen.


“Here, Mas?” ask him to make sure, a little nervous in his tone.


I nodded in reverence. “Bby, babe?”


You know, what her mother said, Ms. Ayu. Kalisa listened carefully to the message he conveyed. She was a good child and a obedient wife to her husband. In the end, as usual, he timidly nodded.


That night, we did it again. Don't expect anything vulgar here. I won't tell you, it's a shame to talk about it.


***


After we took a shower and got dressed, as usual, my wife made me breakfast. Unlike at home whose kitchen is quite simple, this time the kitchen Bu Lisa is a little large and spacious, Bu Lisa cooks in the restaurant kitchen.


I just found out that Miss Lisa apparently has unlimited cooking skills, I mean, she can cook anything if there are ingredients and tools.


Using the ingredients there that must be complete, my wife cooked one of the menus in the restaurant. I stared suspiciously, lest he was a chef.


We ate together. No doubt, any cuisine that Miss Lisa cooks will always be delicious. That's why I rarely eat food outside.


After I asked my wife why the employees at the restaurant had not arrived, she said that the restaurant was open at 8:30, with the first 30 minutes used for cleaning.


Sure enough, one by one the work employees came to enter the deposit, they did not first work but waited for everything to come and gather.


After feeling that everything had come, Miss Lisa first took the lead and spoke in front of everyone. I was standing to his left while to the right of Miss Lisa there was Mr. Zinjin who was standing gallantly.


I of course did not like it when suddenly Mr. Zinjin immediately stood next to my wife, as if he was the closest person. But what the hell else? I can't say dislike to someone she might not know me.


Ms. Lisa, she gives her employees instructions, guides and leads. For example, the appeal must be careful when working, or be relaxed as long as it must be deft. As for that one, the Zinjin or whatever, he just added the phrase Miss Lisa, making me sick, smartass.


You know, the attention of the employees was not really on what Miss Lisa said, but on me. I could see those who occasionally glanced at me, curious.


Maybe in their minds, ‘who is the man who is near our boss?’.


I didn't care about their curious gazes, instead I casually sat down on one of the chairs, and ate a snack that belonged to me as Ms. Lisa explained.


Suddenly because it made the employees' gazes glare at me, as if saying ‘Hey, you are not polite!’.


Perhaps, sensing that her employees were not looking at the others, Bu Lisa's tone turned firm and cold, not forgetting her gripping aura, making people turn back to look at her.


I chuckle, rasain! Look, my wife's getting mean. That's why the one in front is talking.


After almost half an hour at last Miss Lisa covered up the job guidance, I let out a long sigh, a little bored waiting.


“Dek, we go home directly huh?”


My question just now made the employees immediately glance at me, including Mr. Zinjin. I smiled deeply, they must be curious about our relationship.


I didn't heed their gazes, “Back, yuk, Dek?” ask me one more time.


“Iya Mas, but wait a minute.” Ms. Lisa looked at me for a moment before she finally looked back at the employees. “I'll say goodbye first. Mr. Zinjin, as always, sorry to trouble Mr.”


Me and Ms. Lisa then left the restaurant, leaving a storm of astonishment at the employees and including Mr. Zinjin.


Awareness about our relationship.


I was indeed a little jutek today, especially the male servants, the gazes were all attracted to the beauty of Miss Lisa, exactly the same when I was in class.




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