Being my Teacher's Husband

Eps. 73 — New Life

The servants who had returned from upstairs all shook their heads, saying that Miss Lisa did not reply, or that in another sense my wife had fallen asleep.

I nodded in understanding, then told them to go back to their respective words. In the middle of the house even when watching television there is no exciting event, I just stay there half an hour before turning off the TV and going to the room.

My wife Kalisa, she's still fast asleep, her eyes closed in silence, her breathing regular, and her face very peaceful. I kissed her forehead and lips briefly, pulled the blanket over to warm her up, before I finally slept next to her.

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“Wahh, this is Raka huh? haven't seen you in a long time, you're big, son.” One of the mothers spoke enthusiastically, glancing at me from top to bottom.

“Iya Ma'am right, not feeling like a teenager now. Waduh is getting more handsome. Aduhh... want not to be mother's daughter-in-law?” Other mothers chimed in, whether the words were serious or just guraun.

“Hush, it is better to be the daughter-in-law of a mother, my son has long been in her arms The third mother smiled meaningfully, her eyes looking at me deeply.

The three mothers were very excited to gather me, whether it was praising me or wondering why I had not been seen for 9 months.

Before that, my wife and I had planned to take a walk around my house this morning. My wife said she wanted to see the sights.

But just as we walked a few meters, a group of mothers had swarmed us, making my steps and Miss Lisa stopped, inevitably we had to serve everything even though in a reluctant heart.

“Wahh, this girl who is Nak Raka, your brother huh? very pretty.” One of the mothers turned to look at Ms. Lisa.

The appearance of Bu Lisa who does not wear teacher service clothes, she will be like a teenage girl my age, plus her clothes are now in the form of simple t-shirts and knee-length skirts, making the impression of her teens increase.

Before I attacked the words of the mothers, Lisa said first sharply. “I'm his wife..”

Mothers were silent for a moment, their mouths were as if they were blocked. What Bu Lisa said, “Her wife..”, that's enough to make them silent a thousand languages.

The mothers were as if remembering something.

“Aduhh, I forgot my husband told me to shop earlier..” Then the other mother said. “Aiyo, I'm the same, I was cooking, I have to hurry later to get burnt again.” Then the third mothers cried out. “My clothes... my clothesline..” Whereas at that time the sky was bright.

With a short time they disappeared and disbanded. Actually the three mothers knew I was married, but they did not know that the one beside me was now my own wife.

If the condition allows maybe I've laughed at the mothers, but my attention is not there but on Miss Lisa whose face looks as awkward.

“Come, Mas, we go home!” Ms. Lisa said quickly, her face like she was holding back an upset.

“Loh, instead of you want to go around. This is just a few steps we go when we go home again.” I crammed into Ms. Lisa's steps, trying to step beside her.

“Adek is no longer mod, Adek cape!” he said a little bit.

Arriving at home, my mother was confused about our short return, because we had asked her permission to go home late. “Loh, why have you guys come back, he says he wants to go for a walk?”

“Not so, Mah, Lisa aching feet.” He answered briefly while kissing my mother's hand. After that, Miss Lisa went upstairs, leaving me and my mom downstairs.

“Why is your wife, how come her face looks so upset?” Mother asked, looking at Kalisa's missing body behind the turn of the stairs.

“Eh, Mamah realized also yes, I think Raka aja who feels like that.”

“It wasn't the right fit this ordinary morning just you guys, romantic-romantic. What was it, there was a problem?”

I scratched my head, actually I was confused as well. Ever since we chatted with mothers, my wife has been like that, her face has grown irritated.

“That's Raka's jealous name, God! Why don't you be aware of it.” My mother laughed when I explained.

“Jealous? Why is Lisa jealous, Mah?” I asked innocently.

My mom laughed instantly, “You're like you've never been in love, Raka.. That means Kalisa loves you.”.

I scratched my cheek, still it was weird. After a long time with him I found that Miss Lisa was not jealous, she was the type of person who thought, it was not easy to conclude something unclear.

The mothers were obviously just joking, not seriously wanting to marry my son to me. My wife is jealous of that.

After that I went straight to my room to see my wife, but when I opened the door and walked in, Kalisa was not there.

“Sayang... Where are you?!” I screamed to myself in my room, who knew my wife was sleeping in the closet.

There was no answer, just silence there. Only when I was about to go out did the sound of the bathroom door opening suddenly, did my wife look up to me with a pale face.

“Why are you, Dek?!” I ran over and grabbed her weak-looking shoulders.

“Sick was vomiting, Mas..” My wife said softly. “Looks adek sa...”

Not finished he said, suddenly Miss Lisa ran to the bathroom. I who saw him became anxious and immediately followed him from behind.

“Mas, you do not come here first, this is disgust..” Ms. Lisa wiped the corner of her lips after she spewed out a clear liquid.

I shook my head firmly, right now what I'm worried about is his condition. Look, my wife threw up a few times, her face was pale, and her body was limp. I could only rub his back slowly, hoping that the nausea would soon disappear. Really, I can't bear to see Kalisa like this.

“Wait a minute, baby, I'll call Mamah here.”

Watching how my wife was incessantly vomiting I finally chose to go out of the room to call my mother.

It was not difficult to find it because my mother was watching television in the middle of the house. After I called out to him, my mother immediately rushed upstairs followed by the servants behind.

My mother told me to wait outside, she would check Kalisa's condition first with her female servants. One thing I haven't been to you for many years, my mother was a doctor.

My feelings were really bad, my anxiety and worry were mixed.

Not gradually until half an hour, my mother finally opened the door of the room, her face was not anxious or so, it looked the opposite, she smiled.

“Kalisa, why Mah?” I immediately stormed in asking.

With a smile still attached my mother approached me and whispered words that made me surprised and happy.

“So serious?” I asked not to believe.

“Why Mom should lie, it's not a good joke to say.”

I immediately ran into the room, the servants who saw me immediately smiled, as happy as the mother.

Miss Lisa was sitting on her bed,

his face was blissful when I came in. Without further ado I hugged her tightly, so tightly, that I would not be separated from her. Even if I could, I would like to cry right now.

Just like you guys think. My wife Kalisa, she's pregnant with my son.

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