Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 14

I'm getting ready to go to a foreign language course. After that, go to college.

"Papa go first baby, Nabil don't be naughty."

I peeked chubby Nabil's cheek. If most of the words of the dominant boy look like his mother, not for Nabil. He's almost exactly the same as my face.

People say, if it's because the mother loves her husband too much.

Probably right! Silvy loved me so much that I could never fully love him for as long as he lived.

Later when my work begins to loose, I will take the time to make a pilgrimage to the tombs of Silvy and Papa Hartama.

I drove my vehicle to the course. If it's usually her teacher who comes to me, this time I come to her.

I chose a male teacher. Actually Marsha was quite active occasionally teaching me. It's just, I do need someone who really teaches me that has no basis whatsoever but upper secondary education.

An hour later, I prepared to go to college. If a few days ago I parked in a quiet parking lot, this time I chose to park near the entrance. Just avoid unwanted events like yesterday.

When I got out of the car, along with Amara who got off the bike.

"Hi!", how friendly. I nodded thinly.

"Hi too!", I said.

"Bareng?", he asked. I just agree with a small nod.

There was no conversation going on as long as we went to class.

"Gue.first, Al...By!", said Amara slightly hesitating. I know it. Is it possible that he already feels that I have fortified myself to not get too familiar with new people?

"Yes, Mara!", I replied. After that, I entered my class which only had a few students/i.

"Good night!", said the lecturer. I looked up at the lecturer who had just said hello earlier.

"Where?", muttered.

Yana explains the material straightforwardly and of course with great clarity. I didn't think he could be this smart. Yes, education can change everything. Yana who likes to be lazy to do the task at school first, is now precisely an educator.

"Okay, we meet again the day after tomorrow. Tasks can be collected next week!", said Yana.

"Good ma'am!", said the students/i. Yana herself was still sitting on her stool. Checking his cell phone and tidying up his books. I was reluctant to say hello first, but if he knew this was me instead it was just bad. Could he consider me arrogant, right???

"Yes? what's the matter?", she asked me. I got up from my seat, walked up to him and opened my mask.

He was stunned for a moment.

"Alby?", he stood before me.

"House. Iraha maneh moved to the ieu campus?", I asked.

(When did you move to this college?)

"Poe ieu!", he answered.

(Today)

"I didn't know you were going to college?"

"Yes, let's pinter!", I said.

"Kok I feel different tea maneh huh? Jutek geningan?", asked Yana to me.

"Temples!"

(Belgium)

(Don't be fierce. Your future wife will be afraid of you)

"Ckkk..moal waka thought awewe Yan!"

Yana laughs.

"You don't, but the girls who see you go on!" said Yana. Sure enough, Yana and I became the center of attention of the students who were still in the hallway of the classroom.

I put on my mask again, and Yana was still laughing.

"Didn't Anika say that you're a killer lecturer?"

"Huh? That was.. Now don't dong! Didn't see it?", asked Yana while rubbing her stomach.

I just found out Yana is pregnant.

"Astaghfiullah! No tea!"

"Hahaha, so long ago!", Yana gledek to me.

Without us knowing, it turned out that Amara and some of the female students were looking at me.

"Hai By!", said Amara.

Yana stopped her laughter, then turned to look at the beautiful girl in front of me.

"Ehemmm.", Yana cleared her throat.

"Hi Mara!"

"Who By?", asked Yana to me.

"Hallo, I'm Amara."

Amara extended her hand to Yana.

"Oh, okay. I'm Yana, I happen to be her ex-boyfriend Alby in High School, but now she's a lecturer hehehe. Nice to meet you Amara!", said Yana.

I gaped behind my mask hearing the absurdity of Yana.

Amara just nodded. I don't know what's on Amara's mind.

"Yes, salaki urang tos dugi!", Yana said to me.

(My husband has arrived)

"Oh, you snob!", I replied. Amara nodded kindly at Yana.

"Do you want to go back?", asked Amara.

"Eum, yes. My son may have been waiting for me!", I said.

Amara was shocked by Alby's confession.

"Child?", asked Amara.

"Yes. I'm sorry, I'm first!", I said.

Amara was still standing at that spot. She couldn't believe that Alby was a widower and single parent.

But..that's not Amara's business, is it???