Loved Wife Mr. Lecturer

CHAPTER 1: Surprising Greetings

Independent, as a girl who just turned twenty years old Zely is considered so free in achieving all her desires. First, the school problem. Second, fellowship. And Third, about college .. rather he is free in choosing what kind of educational path to take.

From the age of ten, Zely was cared for by his aunt, who was the younger brother of his father. A fatal accident claimed the lives of both parents, until all their obligations tantenya who took over.

Zely has been living in a neighboring country for a year, now his feet are stepping back into his own country. The impromptu info from his tant made him have to come back suddenly.

Sitting in an airport waiting chair, with one cup of coffee he ordered earlier. His eyes are sleepy, at least this drink can resist drowsiness until he reaches home.

“Aduh,” lamented when a man accidentally nudged his leg, to make the drink in his handle shook and spilled.

“Yes for mercy.”

The man immediately cleaned Zely's hand that was hit by a coffee spill due to his careless attitude when walking.

“Sorry, Ma'am. I accidentally nudged,” he said immediately apologizing.

“Nothing, Mas. Let me clean it myself,” reply Zely took out a handkerchief from inside his bag. Yes, his name is also human, right .. sometimes haste to pursue something important to make forget the circumstances around.

The man with the age range at thirty-five rushed away from there, away from Zely wordlessly.

His breathing was long with the attitude of him leaving just like that. “At least he has admitted the mistake and apologized,” muttered he threw away the coffee that was still left a little inside the glass in his handle on a garbage can.

After a few minutes, Zely was surprised by the arrival of the man who nudged him earlier. He stood in front of her with a cup of coffee propped to him.

“This, my mother changed her coffee. I was guilty, until I made Mbak drinks spilled.”

Zely was even made clumsy about the man's attitude. Though earlier he thought that if he just left after apologizing, it turned out to go to buy coffee instead of feeling wrong.

“But I did not ask for compensation, Mas,” Zely response. “Toh my drink was also a little, spilled was also not a loss.”

Not receiving the gift, but he instead grabbed Zely's hand and put the glass containing the drink in his handle.

“Just take this gift from me, Ma'am. Just a cup of coffee, but if Mbak accepts it I feel my mistake was really forgiven,” he explained with a little bit of a bad feeling.

Zely smiled knotfully, then nodded.

“Alright, Mas. Thanks,” said.

“Please drink, Ma'am. While it's still warm. I'm sorry,” the farewell immediately passed from in front of Zely.

Usually people are mostly unclear and run from a mistake. Only this time his mind was wrong, because not everyone had such an attitude. Consider one of the hundred people around him, still included in the class of responsible and good people.

Zely leaned his back on the chair while sipping the drink slowly. Yep, the exact same taste as his coffee earlier. Although a little strange in the taste part. Maybe it's the dose that makes the taste a little different.

“Tante mana, sih .. kok has not come yet,” lamented.

Zely glanced at the time on the clock that was on his wrist. It looks like the short needle is already in the number three, that means it has been almost an hour he was here.

He rogoh the bag and pulled out a cell phone from there. His forehead was slightly wrinkled as his gaze felt somewhat blurry as he stared at the flat screen. Thinking that this is the effect of drowsiness, but over time why it gets worse.

Had wanted to call his aunt, but because of this unpleasant feeling made him not so to call. Gender his head, with one hand still holding a glass filled with coffee drinks. Can't stand it, until the glass he put on the chair next to him.

At first Kliyengan, now his head actually feels even sick. The view is also not clear.It does not take long, until all the visions disappear and dark.

Like just walking away in a barren desert. It feels tired even the bones feel like they are about to fall out so tired. Never mind to move, just open your eyes so tired.

A ringing of the cell phone seemed to break all that sense and silence. He was lazy to move and lazy to wake up, now inevitably have to wake up. Snatching objects that interfere with his comfortable sleep, then without seeing who the caller immediately he answered.

“Hallo,” says lazily.

“Zel, where are you, anyway?”

“Hmm, aunt?” tanyanya realized that the one on the phone with her was her own aunt.

“That's aunty. Who do you think are you again? Holy hooch! Darling ... This aunt has been waiting for you for a few hours at the airport and until this moment you have not appeared in front of the aunt. You're going home, right? No more planning to lie aunty, right?”

Zely's forehead until wrinkled to hear his tantalizing nagging without pause. More precisely he was confused, what was the middle-aged woman talking about, anyway? His eyes are also starting to get lit up.

“Airport?” tanyanya muttering.

“Don't tell me you're suddenly amnesiac, Zel.”

His mind focused on all of his original tantic words to confuse him, then spread his gaze around. Being in a room that looks like a room with window curtains is even still closed. The smell of mint is very thick here, like the perfume of a man.

“Same aunt now where are you, Zely?”

Questions returned to Zely, but were not answered because he was still confused by the conditions around him. As his gaze circulated, suddenly a sturdy arm fell down and coiled around his body. Shocked, to the point of making him speechless. His eyes were bulging, when bad thoughts had filled his brain.

A circular arm on his body, that means there must be an owner, right. Slowly, turning his gaze to the side accompanied by a feeling of anxiety and within a split second a shout instantly broke the silent and silent atmosphere.

Shocked, shocked ..all bad taste is now lodged in him. Sit down, but for the umpteenth time he must feel bounced. He quickly pulled the blanket over his entire body. How not, his clothes were no longer intact, all seemed scattered on the floor.

“Zely!”

Hearing the voice of his aunt who was still connected on the phone, he immediately closed the call and away from the human figure of the adam who at that time still seemed not fully aware of all this. It was just that he had woken up from hearing a scream from her just now.

“Who are you?!” Directly ask the fashion. “What are you doing here and what are you doing to me?!”

Screaming his head that feels pain, then the gaze began to be directed at a woman who sat with a face full of emotion staring at him. Slowly get up and lean his back against the bed rest.

He glanced around, his clothes strewn across the floor. Yep, proven because currently he only wears boxer doang. It seems like a problem will arise.

“You heard what I asked, right?!” Zely deliberately grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

“I don't know,” the answer is relaxed.

“What?!”