Jrat Love Pak Dosen

Chapter 17

During being the wife of a handsome but fierce young lecturer, not once did Shaila sleep on the same bed. Shaila always sleeps with Azka, besides because the child always wants to sleep together, also because the girl deliberately avoids the husband. The reason he wants to marry Arshaka just wants to be free from her mother.

Mommy Goddess hated him so much and always looked for his mistakes. Shaila herself did not know why a mother could act like that. Once he asked his father and brother, their answers were never satisfactory.

This morning Shaila has two courses in the morning and afternoon. It's been a week that the beautiful girl hasn't been to college. Counting since marriage to the lecturer Crownya.

Their marriage is not much to know, only a few people. It is just the people who are close and important. No friend of Shaka or Shaila knows of their marriage.

"Lo where the hell is he? Not a week of college, a lot of work. Moreover, the task of the beloved lecturer lo it, not about love his duty," recited Rosa friend Shaila in addition to Adiba.

"Gue again there is a new activity, but just calm down. I've been working on those tasks. Even though I can't do it in a group, it's important that I do my job" Shaila replied, though not entirely honest, at least she wasn't lying.

"Busy what the hell? So you're looking for a job?"

Shaila did not know what to answer. The father always taught him to be honest even if it was very painful. If one starts to lie, then it takes the next lie just to cover up the previous lie.

"L-yes, I'm a babysitter for a toddler" Shaila replied stammeredly for lying.

"What really?" ask Adiba as if he could not believe it.

Adiba has known Shaila for a long time, so he already knows her inside friend. Shaila wasn't the one who could lie, that girl was the most honest girl Diba had ever met. The girl knew when her best friend was lying or not.

"Truly, besides, if I don't work who will finance my college. Lo know for yourself how my bokap who always nurut same nyokap. I can do what if I say there's no more money for me."

"As far as you go, as long as you are happy I am happy," said Adiba.

They entered the class together, then sat in a row of chairs in the middle. While waiting for the lecturer came the three of them continued the story that had been cut because the class leader charged the tasks collected today.

"It's a good thing that I did not know even though momong nyambi boy," Shaila said after sitting down.

"How does it feel baby momong, Shai?" rosa asked curiously because she didn't really like children.

"That's how it is, there's his smile there's his annoyance. The cake children are ordinary," Shaila replied with ease.

Adiba who was curious about the way Shaila got the information of the task given by the lecturer, finally asked rather than die of curiosity.

"Lo's foster children are his parents still complete or already orphans?"

"Still complete, the boy lives with his father. Her mother never met. Listen to me, in his hometown now. That's what the father said, more precisely I don't know" Shaila explained in a firm voice.

"Wuih, you're great too huh? It could be so close to your boss. Rarely, the nanny can know as much detail as it's a personal matter."

"It's a habit! I need to know the details about my parents. You see, my little employer can't meet his mom."

Ninety minutes later, this morning's course was over. All the students came out. Some went to the cafeteria, some went to the library and some left the campus.

Shaila and her two friends were among those heading to the cafeteria. This morning the girl did not have time to eat breakfast due to bad luck. At midnight, Azka suddenly has an unclear tantrum, so Shaila must calm the boy down.

As the three of them were enjoying food, suddenly a student messenger Arshaka approached.

"Lo named Shaila, right?" asked the man standing next to Shaila's chair.

Shaila simply nodded while chewing as her mouth was full of food.

"Lo is called Mr. Arshaka. He said quickly do not wear long," continued the student with a longer front haircut.

Shaila pointed at the bowl in front of her still chewing her favorite food. He deliberately did not answer and continued to eat. The girl knew, if the young lecturer would not wait long.

It is better for Shaila to finish her meal rather than later worms in the stomach protesting over delayed eating. The girl had already memorized with her husband, definitely would not let him leave the room in such a quick time.

"Tell him, I'm laper, I haven't had breakfast. Finish eating I just ngadep him," said Shaila with his leisure.

The young man complied and rushed to the handsome but fierce young lecturer's room. He conveyed what Shaila had said earlier. Not dare to reduce or exceed the fear of punishment from the lecturer.

Arshaka nodded at the message delivered by the student he had been told to. The man took his cell phone to call his little wife but was undone when he remembered last night that the girl had to appease Azka who was suddenly tantrums.

There was a sense of regret in the heart of the man, this morning he who dragged Shaila to leave immediately so as not to be late to campus. He blames his little wife who woke up late so he didn't have time for breakfast. Arshaka should be able to understand the situation of the wife, especially his wife is still small and inexperienced.

Shaila knocked on the door of Arshaka's room, there was no fear on her face. The girl looked calm like she did not care if she would be punished by the lecturer and her husband. For him there is nothing to fear from an Arshaka Mandala.

"Lake in!" shaka shouted with fixed eyes on his laptop.

Shaila entered and closed the door again, advancing a little closer to her lecturer's desk. Calm. That was what the beautiful girl's face looked like.

"Mother called me?" shaila asked with a flat face.

"The task I gave you at last Sunday's meeting has you been working on?" Arshaka answers the questions of the protege and his wife with questions.

Without answering the question from the lecturer, the girl opened her backpack. He picked up a paper then put the paper on the table. Arshaka took the paper and started to read it carefully.

"Who's working on this paper?" arshaka asked with intimidating eyes.