Being my Teacher's Husband

Eps. 81 — Money and Happiness

I ran into Della as I was about to get out of the hall. Della happened to have just seen the flowers, she was sitting on the wooden chair of the garden, breathing quietly with her scenery. For a woman, maybe Della does love the color of the flowers.

“Where to? You're driving around too?” Della just found my presence. I smiled thinly, then nodded. “I thought you'd play a game with Si Reza, not as usual.”

“I'm tired of playing that game, I also have PS 5 at home.” I answered him briefly and sat down next to him.

“Hm... both rich people, it is not strange to have expensive goods that.”

I was silent for a while, then nodded again. Confused what to answer.

“Being rich is delicious huh, Ka? You have a lot of money, what you want may stay from buying, not difficult, not having to bother. Everything must be granted.” Della turned to me for a moment and turned her up into the sky. He took a short breath.

“Maybe be happy if I have a lot of money. It can make me smile at all times. Don't have to think the money will run out. Just buy buy buy, get it. Will be happy always.”

I scratched my head not to itch, is Della talking to me right now, if she is, it is a difficult conversation, a conversation that should not be touched on by teenagers. I paused for a moment, thought about stroking my chin, then said.

“You know Del? My father used to say something.. About like this.” I cleared a little before continuing. “Money always makes us smile, money always makes us happy when we see it, money always brings happiness. Whatever we want, can come true with money. Money is like everything.

“But even so, Della. Money and happiness are two different types. Not everyone who has a lot of money will be happy, and not everyone who is happy should have a lot of money. Money is money, happiness is happiness. They cannot be equated.”

Della left looking at me, then she smiled sweetly, so sweetly, that I almost felt at home looking at her.

“Thank you, Raka,” he said.

“Create?”

“Your words were. Your words open up my understanding of something.”

I smiled widely, happy to be praised by my own friends, even though I knew it was a sentence from my father.

We both did not speak further. After that we went to the place before, to Arin's room before.

***

“Sister, why didn't you tell me they were home? I'm ashamed to know, haven't had a shower yet whatever they witnessed my appearance of waking up.”

Airin said full of protest to her brother Arin. About 10 minutes ago he just woke up from his nap, when he came out of his room, he was surprised by our existence.

We turned and greeted him. Airin, who was a mess at that time, smiled shyly to reply and then turned back to the room again.

Arin laughs jail. “Didn't sister tell him yesterday. You forgot?”

“When, sister never said!”

“Say, at 10pm. I said that tomorrow our friends will be here.” Arin answered it lightly.

“Ih, sister. By 10pm Airin is asleep.” Airin puffed his cheeks in anger.

“Yahh, it's whose fault try.” Arin shrugged his shoulders unconcerned. “You imagine, just now our friends saw you with messy hair. About how they look at you tomorrow.”

Airin's face was flushed in shame. “Sister anyway, surely this is sister's plan huh?”

After saying that Arin immediately laughed out loud, clearly acknowledging his sister's statement. Airin immediately pouted, both hands folded on the chest.

Two hours later we were at the home where the twins finally decided to go home. Not because we are bored, but the time has shown at 3 pm. We were in his house too long.

Together with his 7 personal maids, Arin and Airin drove us to the gate. They said we should have been longer. We answered his potluck, waved our hands and said goodbye.

As the aroma of cooking greeted me at home, I smiled happily, it must have been Miss Lisa's cooking. The smell is really tempting.

“What cooking is it? It's so fragrant to know that just open the door directly kecium.” I was standing next to my wife while she was cooking.

“You're home, Mas.” Miss Lisa kissed the back of my hand which I immediately responded with a kiss on her forehead and lips making her blush red. “Mas ihh, don't kiss mulu.”

“And you promised me the back of my hand, well I only want to reply twice.”

“Tap it different!”

“Sama, really! Both use lip.” I grinned wide. Ms. Lisa rolled her eyes lazily, she turned her head back towards her cooking.

I'm kulirik my wife from the ground up. Ms. Lisa wears a purple apron, as she wears a short skirt to the thigh, making it look as if she is wearing an undressed apron.

I gulped, my mind had already flown to the scene in the hot spring then, when it accidentally saw the maids soaking. I smiled meaningfully at Miss Lisa.

Doing that in the afternoon is okay?

***

“You why the hell, come-come to ngelakuin it, I'm not yet designing cuisine.” Ms. Lisa held her blanket tightly, afraid it would sag and display her naked body.

“Yahh, would like to, Dek.” I answered it casually. Where could I reason that my instincts rise because they are unintentionally anxious.

Ms. Lisa pulled the blanket over my part to keep it from getting too open. We had done the husband and wife right before, so our bodies were both naked and covered with thick blankets.

4 O'clock in the afternoon. 15 Minutes passed and we were still sleeping.

“Mas did not watch the movie 18 years and above right when playing earlier. Can't watch that, you're still in school!”

“Ya no, Ma.” I deny not accepting. “Why should I watch that so if I can do it directly.” I smiled at Lisa. Raise both eyebrows simultaneously.

Miss Lisa smiled shyly.

“Thank you, Ma, you always care about what I want, even if it's an afternoon like this.”

“That's your right, Mas, and my obligation according to him.”

Ms. Lisa started grabbing her clothes one by one from the top of the mattress but soon I held her wrist to stop.

“One more round, yuk?” Take me.

“But Adek's cooking is not finished, Mas, later tonight only he continued.”

“I want it now, baby..”.

Bu Lisa let out a long sigh before finally nodding and smiling. “It looks like Lisa can't resist.”

I smiled broadly. Sure oes.

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