Marry Me, Mr. Lecturer

Keeping someone else's

"I've met his wife." Marisa's voice is getting louder. His heart was getting hurt and empty. He felt unwanted by the two men who once adored him.

"You sure? Or is it just her wits?"

"Neither."

"I'll talk to Farel. Don't worry, remember your content." Galih rubbed his stomach and dyed his hair. This is what makes it even more difficult to escape the trap of Galih's charm. No matter how much wrong he made, he could always forgive her, "Later tonight, ask Farel to meet me." The two ended the meeting with a hot fondle in Galih's car.

When Farel had just returned home and was opening her shoes, Marisa approached her husband carefully. After Farel's cold attitude, she became even more afraid of acting at will to her husband.

"Farel, is there time tonight? Galih wants to meet."

"What do you want?" Farel squinted his eyes. They used to be close friends, but after Marisa received her proposal but still in touch with Galih blatantly, she considered her best friend was no more like a bastard.

"Maybe kangen collecting again." Marisa smiled slightly as Farel nodded her head in reluctance.

The night Farel and Marisa have arrived at a Mall place that has been set by Galih. Apparently Galih did not come alone, he brought Delilah who was pregnant and his first child who was only one year old.

Marisa was surprised, but she quickly hid her disappointed look. While Galih welcomed their arrival as if without feeling guilty. Farel glanced at his wife, knowing Marisa was feeling sad and jealous mixed into one.

"I haven't seen you in a while." Galih hugged her best friend and patted her on the back as if their relationship was fine. Farel only responded with a faint smile. Suppose there were no Delilah and her daughter, maybe she would turn over the table full of food.

"I hear you're teaching now?" Galih took a quick glance at Marisa. Previously Marisa had told if Farel's second wife was a student at the campus.

Farel nodded again and smiled faintly, he really felt sick of sitting face to face with Galih. She felt sorry for seeing Delilah who seemed happy with her pregnancy, without knowing how rotten her husband was.

"It seems like Mas Farel wants to have a baby?" chirp Delilah when she finds Farel's eyes on her stomach.

"Dong, darling. All married couples want to have offspring from their marriage." Galih rubbed his wife's distended stomach.

Farel who saw that felt disgusted beyond measure, while Marisa's hand continued squeezing her long skirt.

"Darling, said you want to find baby gear? Marisa might be able to accompany you on the road, I want to talk to my best friend." Galih coded Marisa with her eyebrow movements.

"We're taking a walk." Marisa takes Galih's first daughter.

"Be careful, my dear." Almost Marisa replied, because Galih also called her by the same name.

After Marisa and Delilah died, the tension at the dinner table was created.

"What do you want to talk to me about? I'm sure it's not to talk about our friendship." Farel raised the corner of his lips cynically.

"Marisa's pregnant," Galih said without further ado. The friendly face that was shown just now had disappeared somewhere. Farel did not seem so surprised, he already understood what Marisa and Galih did if they were on vacation only two.

"You want to ask me to return Marisa?" Farel chuckled cynically, he felt amused and furious because marriage was considered a toy.

"No. I'm asking you to take care of Marisa."

"Huh? What he's carrying is clearly your son. I'm on paper it's her husband, but on the bed you take the role." Farel painstakingly arranged his emotions so that his voice would not be heard by other visitors.

"Crazy! Why don't you take care of yourself? Just marry her."

"You've changed, Farel. You used to be so happy when you got married to Marisa. Are you really married again?"

"I used to be very happy, but that doesn't mean I married Marisa but she's still in a relationship with you! What kind of wedding is that!" Farel ignored Galih's question about his second marriage, because for him this matter had nothing to do with Niki.

"Who is the woman" urged Galih, he ignored Farel's sharp remarks.

"It's none of your business!"

"It means you're married again. I hope you don't leave Marisa, she needs you."

"He needs you, not me."

While the two were arguing, on the other side of the same Mall, Niki and Mama were sitting in a famous donut shop.

"What's the truth, Mama?" Mama looked at her agitated-looking daughter.

"Mama's airdress, Niki. Why is it that in the bathrooms and rooms in the apartment you live in, none of your husband's belongings?" chase Mama

When visiting the apartment, Mama began to suspect because in the bathroom there are only toiletries belonging to women, toothbrushes there is only one. Feeling unsure, Mama pretended to be sick and asked to lie down in the room. Unbeknownst to Niki and Farel, Mama opens all the cabinets and the result is the same. There was not a single piece of Farel's shirt in the closet.

"Farel's stuff is still a little, Ma. It's in the suitcase, maybe Mama didn't see" Niki said with her head down. He doesn't lie in front of his parents.

"Mommy's feeling something's wrong. If it's true what you think, you should go back home."

"Mom Ghea?" Their tension is sidetracked when someone calls Mama Niki. The donut shop is open, allowing passersby to see anyone inside.

Niki froze when she saw who called her Mama's name, but not only did she seem surprised when she realized who was with her former superior.

"Marisa, how are you?" Mama Niki seemed familiar hugging her old friend. Marisa hugged back, but her eyes probed towards Niki.

"good. You how?" sahut Marisa. His eyes were still staring intently at Niki who kept looking down.

"As you can see, happy housewives," licked Mama Niki.

"To relax, who is this?"

"This is the only princess." Mama Niki poked her daughter's arm to greet Marisa.

"Marisa," said Marisa with a meaningful smile.

"Niki" Niki said.

"It's always your son" said Marisa, "This is your son with the old one, isn't it?" marisa asked as if she had just remembered, even though she was making fun of the incident 20 years ago. Mama Niki smiled faintly, she looked uncomfortable with Marisa's tone.

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