Marry My Lecture's

Chapter 26

By late afternoon, Mother there is a complex arisan event at the neighboring house, at first I was taught tuh, yes, I know the mantu if said Mother.

But you know yourself, Lur. Mr. Iqbaal can't let me come with Mom on the pretext that tomorrow I test. Must learn.

"What about prof.Rahardi yesterday?"

"Ah yes, mas. How does prof.Rahardi know if we are married? Did I tell the lecturers?"

"Religious. The plan is after you graduate

I'd like to say."

"But Prof.Rahardi tau,mas."

"All you know about our marriage is Miss Athala."

"Oh, the one that used to be rumored deket same you, right mas?"

One of his eyebrows was raised up when I heard my words. My index finger has also dared to stab the arm of Mr. Iqbaal who holds the book.

"It turns out that in addition to the hobby of not taking an afternoon bath, you are also a hobby of gossip."

"Ih! Yes how not horrified if every day Amel said it was the 4th semester."

Keep quiet again. I haven't got a real answer yet, but Iqbaal sir has no interest in answering.

"Eh? Waita! Mas said what? My hobby is not

a shower? Yes slander! I am now perfumed."

"Where do I smell!"

The cardboard base! Can find a gap in the mode. I ran from the bed to the door. Keep on undaunted. Want jahilin sir Iqbaal again. One index finger, I look forward like Iqbaal sir.

"Don't talk to you, stef!" I said I raced Mr. Iqbaal.

Continues because Iqbaal sir looks shocked and angry, I run from the room. While laughing fast that filled the house of Mr. Iqbaal. I ran to the back porch and I know Mr. Iqbaal followed me even though he did not run. On the back porch, I found a cat with fur

abu-keboklatan that. Persian type.

"That's funny."

"It's starting to be less of you."

"Hehe. It's a funny cat why not bring it to our house?"

Well, 'we' now?

"Name, Mumbu.."

"That's the name of my tilapia corpse that was stepped on first."

"Judek. That's my responsibility for your indigo."

I feel like I'm getting impregnated with him instead! Abis said that anyway.

"Said Mom, this is her cat for more than two months here."

"His intention was to make a gift for our proposal time first."

On December 24th, I just finished my college business before the end of the year. I don't want to tell you about the rigors of my life during yesterday's test. Rodi,lur. But good thing, my GPA value is satisfactory! Time for a holiday - I just want mas Iqbaal ngajakin vacation. You know he didn't

whither? Take the hajj with, uh, uh. Hahahahaa.

I told him later if he wanted to do Hajj, and he finally took a vacation to Rome!!!!!

"The GPA's shakes are good?"

"Hehe.. Thanks, Mas."

"The 26th day of the holiday ya.x

"There's no wedding mbak Gita yes the 26th is also right."

He's diem tuh. Laptops from earlier e-mail balesin are also taken without interest for Helmi's email bales asking for guidance schedules.

"Mas want to run? Wh why? Can't yet escape the Gita?"

"Not that."

"Certainly? The holidays can be postponed. But the wedding mbak Gita may not be pushed back Mas. Gini deh, for example still like-"

"No!!!"

"Yaudah if you don't like it. He said it used to be campus. Come on!"

He's in diem again. Even a blind man can tell if he still likes his ex! Uh. I am the one who is emotional. Patience. Ex-only. Patient steffi beautiful kayak kairet in ketek mbak sahrini.

"Here-here I hug."

I was kidding, eh he really nanggepinnya, the fall of him who made me hurt.

"I don't know if it turns out to hurt you will be a fun thing."

"But don't be so fussy, mash! This one."

He laughed before changing his position so that his head was on my lap. Fortunately the sofa is big!

"You-you"

"What?"

"When is his birthday?"

"Because I don't know why I asked." "Then do the letters in KUA manage to lose memory?"

He laughed and kept nagging funny until I wanted to scratch his face with a hoe!

"date-"

"15 December, the date of our wedding."

"That's know! Uhh! So a real jerk!"

"It's funny that you're angry."

"Mas is also often angry!"

"That means I'm funny."

Jesus, Mom! This is why the boys are like gini, mom?

Whether it's just my feelings or emang since waking up, Iqbaal always act odd. I mean, he always avoids me when talking or trying to busy himself, whether it's playing with Mumbu or reading a book that I'm sure he's been repeated.

What's the reason for her ex's wedding today?

"Mas."

"What?"

"Mas why? Sick? Don't take a vacation if it hurts."

"Religious. I'm not sick. Ticket bought, time to cancel?"

"Yes, that was so strange!"

"Religious. Your feelings are."

"When is Gita's wedding? Take off at 8 o'clock, right?"

He continued to drown in his book. Wow really! "I don't talk about walls, man."

"As far as you."

"Judek. How is it now? It's 3 o'clock

afternoons. The goods are also ready to be taken on vacation."

"Judek. Take a shower."

His speech was relaxed, but until it was finished preparing his face was not good to see.

"Mas."

"What?"

I helped her wear a watch that seemed hard to wear on her own. His hands are cold too.

"Sickness? Don't go away."

"I'm not sick. Yuk is leaving."

I nodded, still with my hands clasping each other. I slowly entered the event building after my husband asked for 10 minutes in the parking lot just to diem.

"It turns out it's appropriate." Gumam mas Iqbaal's.

"What, mas?"

"What?"

"What did you say?"

"God!!!!" Call mas Revo.

"Yes, mas. Dateng also."

"Yes dong! My groom."

The plot!

Mr. Iqbaal hit the head of Revo. Crazy huh. Very bad.

"The former candidate is angry." Mas Revo said.

"It's a bumpy fashion,mas. Don't get whipped."

"Judek. I'm the same as yuk."

My hands were almost held by Revo. Been beaten again it's the same guy my husband. Ah yeah. Forgetting.

Kan's husband.

"Jones really you get to godain my wife."

"Udah, mom. We salamin mbak Gita. Let's go."

"Awas lo! I still see it!"

"Gue wear a helmet so you don't look!"

Oh, what a god!

I went up to the pelaminan for the same salam mbak Gita and mas Gibran. Husband just follow behind, has not moved on.