Marry Me, Mr. Lecturer

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Niki looked to her right and left, expecting someone to come and help her. But luck was apparently not on her side, Marisa and her two friends, increasingly pushing her body towards the wall.

"Just ask Mba's husband, am I ready for him?" challenge Niki.

"I can't believe my husband cheated on me, let alone a model like you. You must have cheated and framed her, "accuse Marisa. Niki just kept quiet because what Marisa said was true. Farel never turned away from his wife, but he forced her to share her heart.

"Whatever." Niki tried to casually pick up her groceries scattered on the streets.

"All this shopping with my husband's money, you don't have it." Marisa snatched the grocery bag from Niki's hand, "I'll find out who you are, and don't dream of being able to get love from my husband." Marisa looked at him cynically.

"Take it, I can buy it myself" Niki said indifferently. He is lazy to fight just because of fighting over snacks and women's needs.

Marisa and her two friends leave Niki by the side of the road. After Marisa's car is no longer visible, Niki immediately enters the apartment. He must prepare to face Farel's anger, after his first wife finds out about their relationship.

"Am I immediately divorced?" Niki bit her nails in a panic. He chose to turn off his phone because he was not ready to face the anger of Farel.

Meanwhile, at Farel's house, Marisa throws Niki's grocery bag over the bed. Farel, who was sitting leaning back while reading a book, jumped in shock to see small food and supplies for women's needs scattered on the bed.

"What'sthis? you're done shopping?"

"I'm not shopping, but you're going!"

At first Farel did not understand Marisa's accusations, but once he saw the contents of a shopping bag that is mostly typical snacks of teenagers, he began to understand who his wife called ja lang.

"What do you mean?" Farel was still trying to look calm.

"still pretending? do I need to drag that girl in front of you?"

"Which woman?" Farel is still adamant.

"I thought you were a good man. I thought you'd be loyal, but it turns out to be just as damn!" Marisa throws her phone displaying a video as she argues with Niki. One of her friends took a video when Marisa hit Niki. Farel's eyes widened, now he can no longer curl

"Basic bastard!" Marisa throws the shoes she wears to her husband's face.

"cha!" farel was shocked by his wife's treatment. During their marriage, even without love, his wife was never rude to him. His mouth is often hurt and his hands are only limited to hitting and ever slapping him, but throw him with shoes right on the face, for him this is too late.

"What! you don't accept me calling a man a bastard? you're more than an asshole, because you're a hypocritical man!" Marisa is hysterical.

"Then what about you! be content, what kind of woman you are. Have you been a good wife for as long as we're married?" Farel this time did not want to give up and just remained silent. His patience began to run out since his wife's footwear hit his face. His pride as a man seemed to be stepped on.

"What's wrong with you? what did that ja lang woman do until you changed?" Marisa squinted her cynical eyes.

"Don't call her my wife." The words just escaped from his mouth.

"W-what? what did you say?" Marisa came forward and pushed her husband's chest hard.

"You heard, she's my wife." Farel's eyes are still fixed toward the screen Marisa's phone is still rotating. He felt sorry for his little wife who was cornered by three tall women.

"Why can Farel!" Marisa is hysterical. He began to beat Farel blindly in the chest. Farel held Marisa's hand as she was about to slap her for the umpteenth time.

"You know I love him, then why are you angry now? is it because of that girl?"

"No. He knows nothing about us, and he does not involve us in our domestic affairs. It's all about you."

"You don't turn the story around, now obviously you're cheating on me. You're married again! you dick!" Marisa looked back and hit her husband hard.

"Just hit until you're satisfied." Farel let his body become an outlet for his wife's anger.

"I can't accept it until you're still in touch with him. I'll make a calculation with him." Marisa pointed her index finger in front of Farel's face, after which she immediately grabbed her bag and mobile phone and left the house.

Farel ruffled his hair. He did not expect that soon his second marriage would be known by his wife. Indeed, he married Niki because he had to, but his sense of responsibility as a husband, he could not ignore it. Moreover, seeing so much love his little wife had on him, made his heart melt.

Farel repackaged all of Niki's groceries into bags. He tried to contact his little wife, but only the voice of the operator answered. He is really worried now with Niki's condition, after being hit by Marisa and her two friends.

Farel immediately grabbed the car keys and slid towards the apartment where Niki lived. Along the way, he kept trying to contact his little wife.

At the apartment, Farel's call was still unanswered. Farel pressed the doorbell many times as if impatiently waiting for the door to open.

"Mr?" Niki was surprised to see Farel at the door of his room this late.

"You're okay? what is he doing with you? where's that sick?" Farel cupped Niki's cheeks with both hands. He flicked Niki's head, looking for if there were any wounds on the tiny face.

"I'm not okay, sir. It is the wounded father." Niki touched Farel's bleeding jaw like a sharp nail stroke.

"Auch." Farel grimaced in pain. He realized that there were many wounds on his face.

"Father quarreled with Mba Marisa." Niki was scared.

"Thank God you ain't nothing." Farel hugged his little wife. Niki gasped with Farel's sudden movements. She did not expect Farel to embrace her. In fact, she had thought, her husband would be furious and censure her.

It's the second hug after their wedding. Farel becomes more courageous and lighter and makes physical contact with Niki, especially when he feels he has to protect Niki as his wife.

"I'm okay, sir." Niki reaffirmed. Slowly she let go of her husband's embrace. Not because he didn't like it, but his heartbeat was getting messy.

"It's yours. Sorry, maybe some of it has been broken. You'll buy it again." Farel handed the shopping bag to Niki.

"The Father's card is now in Mba Marisa. Don't take it anymore, I still have money if it's just a little food shopping."

"Don't. Your needs are small, it's my responsibility." Farel rubbed Niki's head gently.

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