Being my Teacher's Husband

Being my Teacher's Husband
Eps. 7– Book Store



The key that unlocks all locks is a great key. While the padlock that is opened all the keys is a useless padlock.




On Sunday, right in the middle of the day, the sky looks bright cloudless up there, a vast expanse of blue color enveloping all the land. In a country that is close to the equator, a clear sky can signal incalculable hot weather, with the heat that is enough for some people lazy to come out.



I exhaled so lazily, the article at 12 like this I will travel out of the house, leaving the shelter that had shaded a few hours ago.



“So who drove?” I asked when Miss Lisa was nongolous from the door. She is seen wearing a feminine casual dress with a red skirt as her subordinate.



“Of course I am, Mas right now still underage to drive a car.” He answered with a sweet smile.



I just grinned in response to his answer, of course it was just a pleasantries, not having to make such a sweet smile.



While in the car we did not open any sound, only the roar of the car filled our silence. However it wasn't long until my gaze led to her staring.



When seen, his current face was different, he looked so much younger than his usual day. That is very clear, because he wears makeup that is usually rarely seen, whether it is in terms of eyes, cheeks, and lips.



Without a second thought I brought my face closer and kissed her cheek at a glance, her beautiful face I could not let go like that, this time I really wanted to kiss her.



“What do you do, Mas?” She looked at me sharply, my actions to her clearly surprised her.



On the other hand, I just smiled. “You are different now, your face is very beautiful more than usual, Dek.”



“Say just take the chance in time off guard.” His grunts were upset and bubbled cheeks.



I was just giggling, not replying anymore, maybe there was a point too he said. But I don't regret doing it, she's also my wife.



Half an hour later, our car stopped at the bookstore, which was our previous destination. I looked around the store, in the parking area there were only a few cars that settled, it signified that the bookstore did not have many visitors.



“What book do you want to buy?” ask her. Of course the reason why I came here indirectly was because he was invited by him, he had begged me to let him go here.



“Novel.” the answer is short.



I frowned when I heard it, I thought he would buy a book related to school lessons but the answer was far from what I expected.



We got out of the car and walked straight to the store, either because I had never been here, when I entered it was how big the room was on appeal to the outside.



The first view is that there are many large shelves lined up neatly, where each shelf there are thousands of books already arranged.



Not only that, when I look up it turns out the building is two-story, compared to the name of a bookstore how good it is like a library.



“I'll be waiting for you here.” I said while sitting directly on a chair that had been provided by the store. I'm not really interested in the book world, so rather than boring later there it's better to stay quiet and wait here.



He simply nodded and passed away heading towards the deeper part of the library.



Five minutes, half an hour, one hour, then up to two hours of time had passed I waited, but until then the arrival of Bu Lida was still not seen in the slightest, I've looked here and there a few times, still his figure has not been seen.



I snorted, enough is enough! I'll look for him. Making women shop for themselves is a wrong and fatal decision.



Fortunately the quiet visitor at this time makes it easy for me to run small looking for him, every turn, corner, bench can not be separated from my observation.



After a while, the first floor was all over me, but the whereabouts of Bu Lisa still did not exist, and that was only one answer, she was on the second floor.



At the wrong time, when I was a little emotional from waiting too long, a little angry. Suddenly there was an incident before my eyes that made me even more angry.



Up ahead, I could see that Miss Lisa was chatting with a man, her face was beaming with a small laugh from both of them.



When the emotions had burned all over the body, I was about to run and approach him. But just a few steps, I undo the intention when I found the man whom Bu Lisa was talking to was someone I knew.




My hands were clenched, unable to do anything, wanting to pull Miss Lisa and bring her home.



But for now her condition is not supportive, I must not let others know that I and Miss Lisa have a relationship.



“Come home now!”



I gave her a Message several times, whether she had finished buying the book or not, which I definitely did not care, I would take her home by force.



Exactly a few minutes later, Miss Lisa came from a distance and approached me. “What's up, I'm not done buying the book."



Oh my!! Even after two hours had passed He still had no time to pick a book, what he had done before, chatted with Pak Farhan for two hours.



I looked into her cold eyes and grabbed her hand. “Come home! I've been waiting for you for a full two hours, instead of choosing a book to buy, you even chat with Mr. Farhan."



“What do you mean?” He looked at me in wonder.



“I mean? I think it's obvious I said it earlier.” I pulled her hand hard, walking out towards the car.



“Raka sick! Don't be so hard!” He complained of pain as my hand pulled him forcefully.



“Log in!” It was cold when we were near the car.



He threw my hand violently, his face was now red with anger, his eyes were glazed with tears.



When we were in the car, I immediately kissed her little lips violently. No matter what, right now I want to realize that he is now mine.



His eyes widened in shock, and were about to rebel avoiding him. But the act was meaningless, I could firmly bring my lips back closer and kiss her again.



My kiss, though very long, did not actually reply to him and he even seemed resigned, unable to do anything.



“Maap," I said after releasing the kiss.



“You evil Raka!” His cry was angry with his eyes already watering in tears.



I held her hand as she was about to get out of the car and directly hugged her small body gently.



“Maap.” I looked up once again, strengthening the embrace as she hit hard several times to try to let go.



I know, right now he's really mad at me, that's why I'm hugging him, hoping that the anger will go away.



“I'm sorry Lisa, I know my behavior this time was excessive, I know I was wrong. At that time I was just jealous when you were alone with Mr. Farhan, I was really angry, please prepare me."



“But it's not like this Raka” cried hitting my shoulder a few times.



“I know and I ask maap, ” I said again and again, hugging her tighter.



“I don't like you being rude like that, Raka." she said softly and started to stop crying.



“Iya I was wrong, I'm sorry dear."



After that we just hugged a long time in the car, until even Miss Lisa fell asleep on my shoulder. My face was smiling, wiping his delicate face.



\[**Have been Revised**\]



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