Marry My Lecture's

chapter 18

My things have been moved to a new home. Meubel and furniture have also been arranged with the help of Dati which I rented on Tuesday.

"Nyusahin people!" Said sir Iqbaal.

That's why people talk like matchstick firecrackers. Small but diseakin.

"Udah, sir! I'm tired."

"Yes, why should I ask Dati's help anyway? He's tired of helping out at Mama's house."

"His mother is nawarin sir. Yes, we also do not free use services mbak Dati."

"As you are! The rock!"

Lah lah? How is he angry? I should have been angry because of being angry plus in love with her college assignment!

"Don't put on my towel!"

"I could be allergic to your towel!"

He immediately closed the door and let me alone in the living room after we clean up the house. It's Wednesday night and means stay 2 days before the Ardian's graduation.

What is the permit to Iqbaal sir, lur? Not allowed is certain!

"Steffi."

"What else?

"You can call it to respond no matter what?"

I don't know why, but since returning from campus, Mr. Iqbaal so jutek especially after I asked for his help to make clean-up the house. Little doang, just the middle room, the same kitchen library room he!

"What's up, sir?"

I entered the room and saw Mr. Iqbaal finished bathing with just a handur. What weak intentions?

"What?"

"Bather why? Just call me.."

"I've asked you to ask Mama about a wife's responsibilities."

"I'm just cooking, sir."

"Other?"

"My room was done this afternoon."

"Helped to Dati?"

"I still know myself not to bring outsiders into my room."

"Good."

"Yes what's the problem, sir?"

"You want me to catch a cold tonight?"

My forehead is cringing. I don't want to think weird.

"Where's my shirt?"

And you know, lur? He even leaned in front of the wardrobe!

"That's behind my dad's closet."

"I want to ask for proof of you as a wife."

I neguk saliva before approaching and

get rid of her arm from the closet knob. "Do I also have to prepare things

'personal' father?"

Anywhere I want, I have to go to Ardian's graduation show! Crazy what's a chance? But the thing is, lur. Do you know what my fate is now? Don't you dare say anything about Nemenin

Ardian graduation, see him menggamatin my laptop when I menggerjain aja my heart was about to be dislodged.

"That's you typed wrong. Enough I've ever given you a task not really."

"Eh? Yes,Pak. The words are grubby, clean."

Help me find an idea for a permit dong? I don't want to go to hell just because I lied to my husband.

Ah yes! Bella's!

"Sir."

"Hem?"

I put my laptop on the nightstand and lay facing Mr. Iqbaal who fussed on his duties as a lecturer.

"How do I get permission for the clock again?"

"What?"

"I have an appointment with Bella to Bandung, Pak." He turned to look at me for a while before returning to typing.

"What the hell is it, sir?"

"On uts you."

"Darah.mau"

I'm nagging. Look at her wearing glasses plus her frown when she thought it made me interested.

"Even I just got word that Bella Friday is going to Malang.

Mpus!

He really watched her and Bella chat. Asik. Even though I am the wife plus student she was never as fun as that.

"Don't lie to me."

He got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Hope I make Nemenin Ardian seems thin.

(Steffi: man)

(Steffi: MamanQ)

(Steffi: it's busy!)

(Lukman: I'm making revisian chapter 2!) (Lukman: lo mah pleasing to help husband)

(Steffi: find a wife)

(Lukman: taken people️)

"You should have realized that you

have a husband."

"Huh? You should also be aware that you also have a wife."

"As long as you haven't done your duties as a wife, it's hard."

I turned around and turned my back on Mr. Iqbaal.

"Where can I take care of my husband properly when my husband is also busy thinking about other girls?"

Mr. Iqbaak's sleeping lights are dead and maybe he's asleep after my speech. Not wrong, is it, huh? He asked for my duty, and I asked for my right to be the only one. It's not hard, is it?

On Friday, I have finished all the tasks, especially those concerning the duties of my husband because at least I have a reason why I should be allowed to bandung.

"Why what?"

"Come,pak. I really need to go there."

"Where? You don't even mention the subject and keep asking permission. You're my responsibility."

If there is a different situation, I must be excited when Mr. Iqbaal said that. What else said Ardian.

"Neasily. It was just a dream and before I woke up on Saturday, I was home. Can ya?"

Even though the table is limited, I feel very scared. It's 10 o'clock and Ardian graduates in a few hours.

"I have classes soon and I hope you don't like me last time."

"I won't let you know if I get permission."

I stood up and spread out both hands as if ready to hold Mr. Iqbaal.

"Relga."

"Come,pak. This is the last."

"Get out."

"Would you sleep alone?"

"And for the 27 years I have lived, almost three-quarters of whom I have slept alone. So then?"

I grunt and remember the persuading style that was in my favorite drama.

"Sir Iqbaal, the handsome one. You don't want to be likened to Huski, sir? Permission to leave, sir? Yea? Yea?"

He got up from his stool, grabbed a laptop and a briefcase that I kept in the closet every day after he worked.

"I don't think you're going to make it this way just for permission to Bandung. Get into my class now or your grades are really bad this semester."

I think that, if I use clogs and if I dare, I would have thrown it in front of Mr. Iqbaal now.

"Wouldn't you pass fast?"

"Come on, jack."

"There's no offer, stefhanie."

It was I went out and walked towards the class of Mr. Iqbaal who in fact had many students.

"Good afternoon. Let's just quiz today."

"Sudden quiz sir?" Tion.

"Next week sir. Poor hands if you have to give C-" said Ilma.

"I don't mind." Said sir Iqbaal.

"Lo don't protest, stef? Did you learn yet?" Ask Devin.

"Remonstration game? Even the frothy sampe will not be horrified by him."

And I can only accept. Husband always wins.