Marry My Lecture's

chapter 16

A week turned out not to be long although it can not be considered easy for the traffic.

After the makeup on my face is done. Mama guided me to meet Mr. Iqbaal who sat in front of Papa with om Teo beside him

"It turns out you've grown up, stef." Mama said.

I smile bitterly. My house has been juggled with some floral decor that is not too luxurious.

The event that was originally planned in the building, is now replaced in my house because said Mr. Iqbaal, the recipe was built.

"Pretty." Aunt Sofi's.

I think my sins are overlaid because of this. The sacred marriage that I dreamed of before, now adorned with a fake smile from me or Mr. Iqbaal.

"Sit down, stef." Papa.

"Yes, old Pa?"

"It's just as pretty as steffi, isn't it, baal?"

"Yes" replied Iqbaal.

After 3 days I really did not get in touch with my fierce lecturer, his voice was able to make me collapse especially after he said a sacred sentence that changed my status and him.

New life, whether it's good or hard, I'll try.

Some relatives who came gradually gave prayers for our household.

"May you take it, Steffi. Cepet dapet momongan. Cepet graduated from college." Aunt Helen's.

"False, aunt. Amen."

"Marriage left turns out to be gini?" Lukman.

"Tabah yes, my ex. Is it empty hands?"

"Lo ask me an envelope?"

"No! Where there is money! Which girlfriend?"

"My girlfriend married another."

The event joked me and Lukman so disturbed because Iqbaal-suami- sir cleared my throat and quite sensitized me.

"Successful tonight huh, stef."

"Junk!"

He laughed and shook hands with Mr. Iqbaal quite stiffly.

"Is that your ex?" Ask mr. Iqbaal.

"Wrong?"

"That's a pretty standard!"

Funny if I'm the same sir Iqbaal fight in the melaminan after a few hours ago only official?

"Finally see live!" Said Andrew

"What's? Want to follow too?"

"Casual, bang. Make my brother conquer dong, stef!"

"No promise." Answer me.

"Jaudah. Congratulations to bang. Don't

nyusahin my temen"

"You want your pocket money not to add?"

"God, bang. What would I eat if I didn't have pocket money."

I grimace, I think my life is getting heavier!!!

The words of Mr. Iqbaal in front of Papa this morning still mengiang in my mind even when I was in the bathroom after all the events are finished. There, outside, was Mr. Iqbaal sitting on the sofa after taking off his suit. The fake smile he had put on for a whole day was gone.

"Crazy yeah. What dreams did I marry my own teacher"

"Well, can't! If every mallem he's rooming with me. Keep asking for assignments tomorrow? or 'where are you in my matkul?' can't ask for Amel's help with gini."

I haven't touched the water in the bathup since I took off my dress. Thinking about my fate after this seems more important.

"Where do you do Iqbaal sir?"

"Do I not need to take a shower?"

"But I'm the one who lost my pride dong! Virgin period no shower?"

The knock on the bathroom door made me more nervous. I took the bathrobe I was carrying and opened the door a little.

"Why?"

"Do you want to take a shower or just stand in front of the sink? A long time!"

"It's up to me dong sir! This is my bathroom."

"Menstruation?"

"You're polite, sir!"

He looks like that males. Yes who does not sensi if someone alludes to the personal problems of girls?!

Did you change the call? Deg-degan that I hear he called Mama papa I that.

"Bath bath. I need to." too."

"Bathroom cake under me."

"You're arguing me?"

"Ah I forgot. Can't a wife argue with her husband, sir?"

The bathroom door closed again and I just stood in front of the sink like before.

Make your husband angry.

"You can get cold inside with clothes like that!"

I grieved before entering the bath.

Damnit.

"Sir"

"What else?"

"Can you please take my sanitary napkin in the drawer under the nightstand?"

"Sir!"

At least I don't need to beat tonight.

I prove Mr. Iqbaal's words by licking to the door deck. There are whispers while giggling there. It is not possible that Papa or Bella who have certainly been busy with their respective tasks.

"Udah? Can you trust me?"

My heart that has been stubbornly afraid of mama know if I also nguping, feel like dislodging when sir Iqbaal came out of the bathroom with his wet hair.

I'm nagging. Keep standing..

"Where's my shirt?"

"In my suitcase! Why ask me?"

"Tomorrow. Ask Mama, what is the duty of the wife that should be done. Not just chats in my matkul."

He is that. I like the past. I used to chat too because Lukman was sick and alone at the boarding house.

"New shower sensi terat, sir? Menstruation too?"

He's tickling.

"I don't think my period will be as horrible as you."

"But yes sir, he's like menstruating every day, you know."

"You dare to be with me?"

"Does you want to reduce my value? A husband can't let his wife pass."

"I'm more willing not to pass you on appeal must make artificial value."

"What a hell of a guy!"

Bodo very yes sir, I do not want to know! He is.genelein terribly!!

I went up to the bed and turned back to him who also climbed my bed, yes want to refuse how? Husband plus own lecturer.

"Stef"

I'm diem. Prestigious was angry but if the end is good again.

"Rightly angry?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Judek. Just angry. While horrifying me but."

"Whatever!"

"We can't possibly stay in your house

or my house. And if the apartment, it feels uncomfortable especially access far from campus."

"Certainly? Want to build a house next to the campus?"

"You crazy?"

"Yes, let's get it."

"You want everyone to see us get out of the same house?"

"I just suggested sir."

"Yes. I actually have a house I want to buy. Tomorrow we go."

"Capek, Sir"

"Do you want to be bullied every day, Mama?" "In fact, want to live anywhere from the same husband is not a problem sir."

Silent.

I laugh.