Being my Teacher's Husband

Eps. 84 — Fuck

It was really a difficult day for Ms. Lisa, since the news was also Mr. Farhan immediately took leave and permission for two weeks. Of course Miss Lisa and I know the problem, none other than because Mr. Farhan wants to stay away from Ms. Lisa as far as possible.

My wife felt even more guilty when she found out about it but she couldn't do anything anyway. Most of the best actions for friendship are indeed to stay away from each other, allowing the heart to erode the feeling of love.

Sure enough, when Mr. Farhan had returned from his holiday he kept his distance from Ms. Lisa, no more conversations, no more reprimands, no more togetherness from them. Everything was gone, both of them were like strangers.

Miss Lisa also understood, she did the same thing, away from Mr. Farhan.

Weeks later after the horrendous news that Miss Lisa was pregnant, there were questions in the minds of both students and teachers. Question one: “Who is the lucky man to marry a wife as beautiful as Bu Lisa?”

One day I was asked by one of my friends who was probably just a matter of asking. “Hei, Ka. Who do you think is the man who became Miss Lisa's husband?” ask my friend.

I grinned wide. “Whose else? Of course I'm her husband! Miss Lisa is actually my secret wife.”

The student punched me on the shoulder and laughed. Of course, even though I answered honestly, but my friend considered it a joke, because indeed many of the students who often said like that, admitted that Ms. Lisa's husband was exactly as I said earlier.

Two months passed, no one knew who Miss Lisa's husband was. There was once a saying that Bu Lisa's husband was a wealthy man, some say that Miss Lisa's husband was a boss, or even a soldier and a policeman. But it was only news, there was no evidence with the rumors.

Ms. Lisa also now always uses wedding rings to school, not hidden anymore as before. The disciples who saw the ring were getting tangled up in the face, it felt like Miss Lisa had been taken from their hearts.

But yahh, even so not a few of the students who still like Miss Lisa, admire or just a feeling of liking. If it was more than that then they would not dare to love someone who was married.

***

Return now.

After school we did not go straight to the house but to the restaurant. My wife asked me to say there was a job at her restaurant for a while.

I covered my school uniform with a jacket after arriving at the restaurant. The workers who witnessed Ms. Lisa coming immediately stopped working for a moment in honor of her boss.

One thing, different from school. In this restaurant all the employees know my identity as Miss Lisa's husband. It's just that they don't know all that Bu Lisa's husband is still in high school.

I remember the first time Miss Lisa introduced me in front of them. Where my wife told me I was her husband and now she's pregnant.

Suddenly faces full of shock were plastered from the employee but they did not dare to ask further to the boss. Ms. Lisa announced this with a flat tone, so only a fool would want to offend Ms. Lisa at the time.

Do you remember Mr Zinjin, Miss Lisa's right-hand man at this restaurant? This time he was also the most surprised.

As I had expected, Mr. Zinjin did have feelings for Ms. Lisa, but in contrast to Mr. Farhan, Mr. Zinjin only kept those feelings a secret.

Mr. Zinjin seemed to lose hope when Ms. Lisa said her marriage. He felt heartbroken, even though he had been launching his PDKT for years with Miss Lisa.

Mr. Zinjin did not act or stay away like Mr. Farhan, he was just as normal as possible, trying to smile even though he was a bit claustrophobic in heart.

Me and Lisa stepped into her work room. I was sitting in a long soup, while Miss Lisa was sitting at the table especially like a boss.

“You don't cape too much, Mah!” i'm warning.

“Shortly, Mas, half an hour doang. This is just checking the restaurant data.” He replied without looking at me one bit, his eyes focused on the laptop.

I scratched my cheek, I hope my wife's words are true, usually even if she says half an hour in fact even for hours.

I lay down my body at the soupa, took my phone in my bag and played a game to wait for Miss Lisa to finish work.

***

Miss Lisa squirms by stretching her hands up. An hour passed and he sat in his chair and the work was finally done.

“It's done, Mah?” I asked while yawning widely. What was I saying, even though my wife said it was only half an hour, it worked even an hour, even a little more.

“Already, Mas, maap ya so long waiting.” Miss Lisa got up from her chair and walked towards me.

“It's okay. Sit here! Mas manjain you first. Sadness wife Mas tired of working, definitely tired.”

I changed my position to sit back, Miss Lisa immediately sat on my thigh.

“Why Mas? Adek heavy huh?” Miss Lisa glanced at my slightly wrinkled face as she sat down.

I tried to smile. “No Deck, you're still light kok.”

“If it is heavy, Adek down?”

“No, please Kalisa.” I held back the movement of Miss Lisa who was about to get up. “You just sit here, on the lap, Mas.”

Miss Lisa canceled her intention and sat back down. He suddenly put his hands around my neck.

“We moved to yuk's room, Mas. Adek sleepy. Last night Adek only slept 3 hours, painstakingly want to sleep but eyes are still awake continue.”

I smiled gently nodding. Indeed, ever since her stomach grew up, Ms. Lisa's sleep became disturbed. He often changes his sleeping position every minute, looking for comfort, but at the ends he sleeps fit close to shubuh.

Sometimes she wakes up in the middle of the night, and can't sleep until morning. I as her husband also woke up to accompany her, although sometimes when accompanying it I always suddenly fell asleep.

Miss Lisa sleeps beside me carefully for fear of her fetus. “The heavier our analysis, Mas.”

“Propay yahh.” I kissed her forehead and moved towards her lips. “Ih, your cheeks are red, Dek?”

“Hah? The hell time Mas?” Ms. Lisa smiled at herself as a result of me kissing her, then immediately covered her face with both hands.

“Kanda, Deck. Hihi.. You don't have to be that shy as me. We've been married a year more when you're still shy.” I chuckled small.

“Ihh, Mas nyebelin,” either because he was misbehaving or ashamed himself, Miss Lisa pinched my stomach slowly.

“Aww~” ringisku feign pain.

“Rasain, Let know the feeling of lying in Lisa.”

Miss Lisa crossed her hands on her chest. His cheeks were bubbling, he snorted in annoyance at me.

“You're upset, Dek?”

“Hmph!”

“Young mamah is angry anyway.” I laughed a little.

“Mas ihh, instead of this Adek reference even added sprain. Lisa won't talk to me today. Point!”

“Oh, good then.. I happen to want to sleep too, so don't want to talk to you first.”.

“Loh-loh that's it! Mas must refer Adek.”

“Iya later just refer it, now Mas want to sleep first. When you sleep, wake up, yes?” I held back the laughter of seeing the increasingly bubbling face of Ms. Lisa.

“Adek hates Mas Raka!” Miss Lisa suddenly turned her back to me.

I laughed loosely holding the stomach, it turns cool also jail the same wife herself. After a few laughs I finally approached Bu Lisa and hugged her in the back.

“You're angry, Mah?” I asked me softly.

“Tau ahh.”

“Maap yes, Mas was just kidding earlier.”

“If you are happy together, not one of them happy.” Miss lisa grunts annoyed.

Looking at him who was still throwing his face away, I kissed his white cheek.

CUPS.

“Maap yes?”

“No!” Ms. Lisa said jutek but in reality she was smiling to herself when I kissed her.

CUPS.

“Still angry?” I asked again while kissing the cheek a second time. Ms. Lisa did not reply, but I could see clearly now her face was slowly blushing.

CUPS.

“Still angry, Kalisa darling?”

“Ihh~ Mas nyebelin.” Ms. Lisa twisted her body then suddenly hugged me tightly, her already blushing face drowned in my mid-chest.

“Ralisa you see, baby? Your mother is now like a child, was sulking angry now even spoiled.” I laughed, pretending to report it.

Hearing my words, Miss Lisa immediately pinched my stomach. “Biarin, spoiled also same husband himself.”

I chuckle. “Yuk sleeping Mah. You said you wanted to sleep.”

Miss Lisa raised her head, smiling sweetly. “Iya, Pah, Lisa is already sleepy.”

In the afternoon we finally fell asleep hugging each other. Bu Lisa's attitude has changed since her content continues to grow, she is more inclined to be spoiled to me, unlike the old me who was spoiled by her.

Three months passed very quickly, the age of Bu Lisa was 9 months old. It's only a matter of time when our son will be born…

***

Tomorrow the updates are erratic, sometimes can be fast sometimes can be slow. depending on the condition of the author yes...

....

...Like and vote...