LECTURER HALALKU

Seventeen

Hanan splits the street with his sports car, yahh the car he just bought because he likes 'SUKA' , remember' ,

Hanan has never used his car in the area of Jakarta, because he thinks it would be very excessive for him who is only a lecturer, he said, once he used it once when he had to go to Jogja as fast as possible when he heard his mother entered the hospital 1 year ago, and after that his beautiful car is only stored in the garage inside..

" sorry dhiraa, this is one of the reasons why you can't show who you are, mas are afraid you go baby  "

Hanan drove his car at half the speed limit his sports car could reach..

Arrive

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Hanan braked his car strongly, he was fixated to see the body of someone who was across the street ..

His wife was sitting on the terrace of the mosque while looking down put on socks .hanan out of her car her body shook close to the wife ..

Nadhira looked at his injured leg, how could he not care about his leg pain from earlier and continued walking..

Nadhira saw the mosque clock ,

" h already at 7 pm, where should I go, God ? The heart of the servant is not ready to meet the husband of the servant" inner dhira

dhira tried to wear his socks, but the wound was so sore, he almost cried ..

Suddenly someone kneels while holding nadhira's knee..

" p.pk hanan?"  Dhira was shocked to find out who was kneeling to face him now

Hanan showed his frightened face now ..

" you are here nadhiraa" said hanan sparkling

Dhira was silent, he lowered his gaze, averted his gaze,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't be like this, go home baby, mrs clearin everything"

Nadhira was silent, he looked down, his tears spread out, nadhira was ashamed if he had to cry as clearly as this, he tried to remove the touch of hanan and hid his hands behind the wide khimar he was wearing ..

Hanan heart melos see nadhira attitude, nadhira treats herself as dhira treat other men, although dhira already know kalu hanan her husband..

" dhiraa, mas please, this is mas dear, your legitimate husband, look at mas "please hanan

" hikss hiks hiks" sedu dhiraa

" we go home first yes, we continue all at home, mas worried dhira"

Dhira shook his head, he looked at the husband who was also his lecturer..

Hanan wiped the tears on nadhira's cheeks, his heart really hurt when he saw his wife's clean face become wet because of these tears..

" i don't want to go to that house, sir?" Answer the sad dhira

Hanan was shocked

" no, that's your house baby, don't say that" Hanan said

" i have not fully accepted the fact that you are really my husband, sorry "dhira explained again

Hanan was glued, was that right? Nadhira did not accept it.

" this is one of the reasons why I can't show who I am nadhira, I know you won't accept me" replied hanan no less grouchy , he leaned back on his forehead in the nadhira robe..

Dhira could feel her summation.he raised her husband's face by cupping his cheek..

" if dhira knew who mas but not in this way? Dhira would gladly welcome mas, t..tapi hyks?" Answer dhira tarih

Hanan looked at his wife's tired face, it made her even more afraid.

" let's go home baby, you can scold mas all you want . but please do not give mas look like that, mind mas increasingly anywhere, mas afraid of dhira" please hanan

Dhira hamm for a moment

" stand back mas" said dhira

" no, until whenever you won't back down, baby, you don't know what you've done so just for yours like now , sorry , , sorry , don't tell me to stop or retreat, baby, love you" keukeh hanan

Nadhira flinched, is it true pak hanan loves his ,

Nadhira can believe when her husband says love at night, but even though pak hanan and mas fandi are the same person, why does it feel different?

" i mean dhira mas backwards a little, dhira wants to wear socks first, we go home and mas can explain it.." explained dhira

Hanan cengooo, can he think of dhira asking her to go home from their household relationship

Hanan stood up and retreated ,

Nadhira wears his socks, t.ttapi

" ow"

hanan sat down while holding the smooth legs of nadhira

" this is why?" Hanan panicked

Dhira diamm .. she just grimaces ..

" this is why nadhiraa??" Hanan asked again, his wife's leg injuries were alarming ..

" it's okay mas ," replied the dhira as he pulled his foot from hanan's hand, and returned to wearing the kaoskaki

Again dhira grimaced, his nails as if to be released ..

Hanan sighed worriedly, he saw that there were blood stains on his wife's legs

" gpp mas "

" do not wear dhiraa, or socks you throw away" Hanan stressed, he could not bear to hear his wife continue to grimace in pain

"  hiks , do you want Aurat dhira to be seen ?" Tangis dhiraa, obviously her legs really hurt right now

Hanan was frustrated, obviously Hanan did not want his wife's letter to be seen by another man, but he did not want his wife to be in pain ..

Hanan stood up to take off his suit and then he closed his nadhira legs and lifted his wife ala bridal towards the car, so that his wife's legs were not visible..

Nadhira kageett "mas, perennial "

" you're quiet, I don't want you to look 'but I'm more unwilling you're in pain 'this is the only way"

Hearing that Nadhira was silent,

After entering the car dhira realized this is not a car that is usually used by the kekampus..

" ..mm.mas, k.are you wrong the car?" Dhira

" no dear, this is our car" said Hanan

Dhira chose silence, he still could not think clearly after what he had been through all day, 

Hanan clasped his wife's left hand tightly, driving at normal speed and staring at the silent nadhira as he reached the window of the car, ..

**HOME**

"Darling? " Call hanan again

Nadhira who had been dissolved in daydreams, when consciously heard the call of her husband

" hmm, has it been there yet?" Ask dhira consciously

" yes, wait, let me carry you in " said Hanan then out of the car and ran towards his wife's door

" don't mas , I walk alone" refused the subtle dhira

" your legs hurt nadhira, let's carry ya dear" said hanan again,

"it hurts mas , dhira does not want to lie, dhira legs hurt very much, but if you want the same lie , dhira heart is much more sick" replied weak dhira ,, he got out of the car, limped 'em ,

Hanan was stunned to hear nadhira's answer.. 

" i'm sorry, let me help you in" replied hanan sad, he followed the nadhira

" gpp mas ,dhira can be alone" declined dhira , he walked down the wall to hold his body

Hanan mengelos poignant, nadhira continues to reject her, from the beginning he was afraid of things like this happening. Hanan really can not help himself if it is concerned with nadhira..

" sit here baby" call Hanan while patting the sofa next to him

" dhira here aja mas" said dhira then occupied a small sofa at the end

Hanan only sighed, he brought his seat closer to nadhira..

"  stop rejecting mas nadhira, mas your husband, your attitude is frightening mas "say haanan

" sorry "reply dhira

" mom sorry baby, I lied to you, "sorry

Dhira silently looked down ..

" wrong mas want to explain all this from where ? Mas is too afraid of the fact you will leave the mas after hearing everything "hanan get off the sofa and kneel in front of the nadhira, hugging his waist and hiding his face in the stomach nadhira

" don't think gini mas "dhira refuses hanan's embrace

" let it be like this first, and I need to calm down for your same story" hanan tightened his arm..

Dhira was silent, this hug was really her husband's hug, so everything was right? Hanan is her husband..

" mr. hanan" call dhira

" no dhira, this is mas , mas fandi you, do not call mas so dhira" said hanan keukeh , hanan tau the call will create distance between them..

" sir, I also need an explanation from you to calm down "silly dhiraa..

Hanan looked up, she was staring at the beautiful face of nadhira,,

" dear.." call hanan

" explain everything sir, how did you come to act so far until you had the heart to play sacred things like the household of sayahikss"

" i really feel foreign to all this, explain everything by being my lecturer sir, not my husband"..

" dhiraa, mas does not mean to play tricks on you and our household , not least, this household is very valuable for mas "obviously hanan hagapan ..

How could nadhira think like that, the main reason hanan hid his identity was for the wholeness of their household..

" then explain me ? " ask dhira...

" well, you drink first, and the mas will clear everything as your lecturer" break up, Hanan,

Yahh Hanan could not let his wife continue to think that no, because his hanan would put aside his feelings and obey all his wife's requests just now ..

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CHAGUUU , this story more and more chaotic day dahh, the mood of the author ntah nyungsep where dah , not home