Forced to Marry Manjaku Students

Chapter 35's

From today until the next three days, all third-graders are off, with the term Sunday quiet, because next month will take the final school exam, he said, and lastly, the peak will undergo the national exam the next two weeks.

Aluna should take advantage of the time that is not much anymore, but instead the time spent just lazing around, doing whatever she wants.

The first day he took off, I had to go to school and he had to stay alone. His face was pouting as if I wasn't happy I was leaving.

"Hurry home!" he said it when I said goodbye.

Although a little surprised by the message, I immediately nodded.

On Aluna's second day off, I also had no classes, was at home, cleaned the house, washed and prepared lunch.

For some reason until now, I have not returned from Malang. His visit was extended, only to say that Pakde Karwo still wanted his mother to live there.

Come to think of it, we're like real husband and wife. Everyone wants to go to work, they are happy.

"Yes. What do you want to bring?" I'm still waiting at the door.

"Don't, you go home soon, I don't want to be here alone."

And today Aluna's face looks as soft as I'm with her. "Mandi, Al, let's have breakfast" she said gently, touching her cheek.

"Still lazy. Later, ah," he replied, rolling back towards the wall, away from the reach of my hand.

"Well, if so I take a shower. Like I'm not teaching, after breakfast we learn, yes. Remember you want a graduation exam next week." I tried to remind the girl to use her time appropriately.

I left the room and rushed to the bathroom. After cleaning the house and cooking, it feels sultry yet to take a morning shower that I usually do once every morning will work.

It didn't feel like I was in the bathroom too long, came out in navy shorts, and covered the top of my body with a towel.

Walk casually while drying my hair that is still wet was washed. I guess, that girl must still be rolling around there, turning here.

However, that thought came to a halt as I arrived at the living room. My steps were blocked by the sharp glances of two pairs of eyes towards me.

"Ha-num?" my hisses are choked. I couldn't even find a way to breathe. My brain is frozen, like it's bewitched missing the function of all my organs.

"Sir Juna?! Let me not have the wrong address!" he shouts a look at the frozen Aluna standing in front of him, then looks back at me. Her eyes dropped, then settled on my exposed chest.

"What are you saying here?" she said a little nervously, my tail catching the sharp gaze of Aluna, who gestured for me to enter the room, wearing proper clothes.

"I go in first," I continued walking quickly towards the room.

How'this? Why did Hanum come? What if he told the people at the school that Aluna lived in this house.

Ow hell! Unknowingly I patted my own eel, only to realize that in the middle room mom hung your picture frame while getting married. It must have been seen by Hanum, and could explain everything without any words coming out of our lips.

It's not that I have to keep this marriage a secret from anyone, until when we get divorced no one knows.

Not wanting to get Aluna trapped on her own in the face of Hanum's frenzied questions, I decided to head out to meet an uninvited guest this morning.

"Hanum, what are you doing here?" I said try to calm down. When I joined them, the two girls sat in the living room facing each other with their lips locked tightly.

"Is this really your house?" Hanum in a cruel and inquiring style began to interrogate me.

As if hypnotized and already obliged to speak the truth, I chose to nod. I need to be able to string up sentences in order to save Aluna. Let my good name be bad, not Aluna.

"Keep, what's Aluna doing here?" ask him impatiently. His gusts sounded harsh, as if he did not want to wait for long and ask for an explanation that could free his heart from all sorts of painful preconceptions.

"Aluna... He's on business, so come. He's tutoring at my house."

I myself am not sure that the answer can make Aluna calm and satisfied, but that has since been spontaneously charged in the capacity of the brain urged to find a solution.

"Wear a nightgown? Not wrong, sir?" Hanum's face was already flushed. Even his eyeballs looked inundated.

I guess the girl's feelings are devastated right now. Depressed clearly on his face, especially looking at Alun's face, feeling betrayed and very disappointed.

Not feeling handsome, Aluna once told me that Hanum likes me. That's why Hanum asked his father to offer me such a private tutor.

In addition to wanting to please Aluna by refusing the job, also because I did not want Hanum to expect more from me, which I could not give from the beginning.

However, sorry, I don't have any feelings for Hanum. Nor had he ever made an attitude that seemed to give hope to the girl. To me, Hanum, Nuka and all the students in the school are the same, thinking of them as their own little sisters. It is different with Aluna....

I turned my eyes to Aluna. The girl is still down. His forehead looks wrinkled despite his head down.

"Yes. Maybe it was a hurry so I couldn't change. Hanum, I hope you won't tell your friends if you meet Aluna here" I said. In my mind there was only one goal, keeping Aluna's good name. Don't let any news blow through the school if we're married.

"Please, sir. You think I believe? Look tuh, disheveled hair, nightgown, must not have taken a bath, and it is impossible from his house to here without taking a bath for the sake of learning the same father. I'm asking you to explain!"

"Hanum, please, don't make things worse. You know you're good friends."

"That's exactly what hurts the most, sir. Twice Aluna lied to me. Is this what you consider a friend?" The voice is shrill. Hanum's anger doesn't seem to have receded.

If this is the reaction, I guess he has started to suspect the existence of Aluna in this house.

"Your work, yes, Al. It is only fitting that Mr. Juna does not want to be a private teacher of the cave, surely because you told him to refuse. Who are you, Al? Why have you come so far in Juna's life?" yelled Hanum, wanting clarity from his own companions.

Aluna lifted her face. There was no longer the fearful look that had lodged in his eyes. Now the brave girl stared intently at Hanum.

"The cave has not been bathed and the cave does live here, because the same cave Pak Juna was married!"