My Husband is a Ningrat

Season 2's. [Anne vs Kaysan I ]

One time I gave Anne a chance to talk. Talking about his feelings. Either this will improve the situation or further aggravate the atmosphere. I'll just think of him as my student who needs a way of light.

Because it's not impossible, the more Anne will love me in silence and vengeance. And, it's all gonna be hard to unravel.

"Loving a married man is a mistake, Anne. In my country they regard him as 'Pelakor', the male usurper."

I smiled bitterly. Anne flinched her forehead, like she was confused but did not care about the sentence.

"The man-capturer, it's none of my business." he said quickly.

"It will be your business if you take me from Rinjani, my wife." I have to be careful in my actions and choose the right words not to hurt him. Even though I'm sick myself in this situation. It was like a betrayal to Rinjani.

"Rinjani is no match for me!" hatch Anne.

"Rinjani is no match for you, but are you sure you can match Rinjani's patience with my parents and all the rules in the kingdom."

Anne bit her lips, puzzled herself to answer. Because she must have known the risks of being the wife of a future king and all the things about being the wife of a Ningrat. It was impossible for him who was still seventeen to think of dropping himself on the common thread that would entrap him tightly.

Anne looks so nervous, I admit. But not after I found out who Anne really is. It could be, because the loneliness that plagues Anne makes her want more attention to replace the role of her father who is a cruise ship skipper. The luxury he gets but not for affection. It was as if it made me run away for a moment and she thought that I could give her 'other' affection that her papa didn't give.

Well.., I've been talking about this with the school committee and Anne's homeroom teacher. They thought Anne was just amazed to see a man like me. For him there is a 'father-father' soul of the attitude and actions that I have been showing. Truly, the thoughts of teenagers are now even more absurd. Unlike when I was a teenager - a girl would be reluctant to express her feelings for the opposite sex - the metamorphosis of the world is so, men and women are the same now, maybe this is what is called the emancipation of women in the world of romance.

I held out a gift containing a pink knit bandana and cardigan. Since the presence of Dalilah in my life, pink color seems more beautiful than other colors.

"Wear it tomorrow, I'll take you for a walk." Anne gave me a glimpse, like I was confused by my sudden change of mind.

"Mrs. Kays sure?"

"Hmm.., um...,"

He opened it, "This is not the expensive gift my parents usually give me. But.., I'll keep it." The girl was unaware of the satisfied smile that was curling on her lips.

"Where are we going?"

"Walk, wherever you go. But not that expensive, because my money isn't enough to pay for it."

Anne flicked her finger, perhaps if the cost business was easy for her.

"Two?"

I shook my head quickly.

"No, I'll bring a friend. Young man, your age."

As hard as Anne tamed her ego, she finally resigned and nodded as well.

"All three dates are okay."

"No physical contact is a condition."

I myself did not expect it turned out that my presence gave the effect of a taste sting that I had never expected before. I have to finish this before I actually get back. Because basically women who are in love will find it difficult to distinguish ratio and ambition.

Just imagine I'm almost 36, dating a 17-year-old. Really going to be the kidnap of KPAI officers with pedophile articles.

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I opened a deal with Anne, within a week I gave her a chance to be with me. But, afterwards. Don't expect any other deal to make me more guilty. I couldn't even contact Rinjani at all, because when I woke up she must be sleeping, when I slept she must be awake. So it continues until all misses get bigger and wider.

"Keen? Make sure Anne doesn't touch me."

At that time I begged Keenan to accompany me for a week. And, he agreed because he got coercion from Father and Laura. They all knew about this incident and I told them to shut up.

"Mas scared?" Keenan laughed out loud.

"It's not that I'm scared, but you know your brother Rinjani is angry and his voice is ringing in the ears all day."

I'm honest, I don't know what time I made a mistake. Rinjani suddenly got angry, exploded, accusing me of a no-no. I was told to explain my mistake and correct it. I don't know where my starting point is. Finally, I chose to pretend to faint. Long enough. until Rinjani started sobbing. He kissed me, gave me artificial breath so I could not help but smile. His lips were rummaging, apologizing. His hand hit my chest because I was upset. Finally, because of my own stupidity. Rinjani asked me to be a patient and she is a so-called doctor. The rogue doctor who kissed me and groped my body under the pretext of examining vital organs.

The car stops in front of Anne's residence, he himself carries a sports car given by his parents.

With instructions from his index. I followed the car.

While in the car Keenan kept talking about the first impression he saw of Anne.

"Mas lucky, Anne's classmate to bend her knees in front of the mas" said Keenan, he examined my face carefully.

"If you look around, this mas is old, there are wrinkles, black lips, and looks fierce. What makes Anne like it!?" Keenan shook his head unable to find the answer.

"Keen, you're the same age as Anne. Are you not interested in him."

Keenan shook his head, "Say Nakula the Javanese girl is sweeter, her skin is exotic like a mas." Keenan nodded in understanding, as if he had found the answer to the question earlier.

Flashing lights infiltrated the thick fog as cars sped through the city streets. Although the weather is cold, like not igniting the fire of passion young people to party in a bar.

"Is Anne's relationship like this?"

"It can be." replied Keenan.

We both removed our seat belts and got out of the car.

We rushed into the bar. Who would have thought if in it a lot of young women with minimalist clothes.

What sense did Anne prepare.

"Hmm.thank you."

Keenan seemed to shake his head, as if warning me not to drink it.

"Return for tonight." Take Anne, the glass has been raised.

"Take your glass, Keen. We toast together." Take me.

Keenan nodded, then called for the waiter to pour red wine into his glass.

We toast together. And, Anne smiled happily.

"Enjoy your time, Mr. Kay. I'll have a little fun."

Anne left the bar table. Among other visitors. Only Anne looked different because she actually used the knit bandana and cardigan I gave her. It fits his age.

"So we just look at it, or do we switch professions to be the girl's bodyguard?" keenan.

"Find a girl, before you go to Java and be enamored with the village girl" I replied lazily. I'm still watching Anne's movements and the surrounding conditions.

"Can? mama said, The bar is a place for adults. A lot of madness is veiled in it."

"Laura was right, even if I could choose. I'll change the deal yesterday."

Long wait and already finished half a bottle of red wine. I'm getting bored.

"Keen, find Anne."

"No! said Mr. papaya gemandul will make it difficult for me."

"Grove stewardship?"

"Fruit chest, father said in Java his name is papaya gemandul." Keenan showed the girls wearing tight-fitting clothes puffing out her breasts. I pat Keenan on the shoulder.

"Badawn is difficult. And, you don't try it before the time comes. It's dangerous!!!"

I pulled Keenan's hand towards the dance floor. Sure enough, Anne had staggered and raved indistinctly.

I am not a man without a conscience. However, if I'm wrong I'll fix it.

"Keen, you take my car."

I reached into my pants pocket to get the car keys.

"Where are we taking him?" Keenan panic.

"Your house, Laura will take care of it. There's no way we're taking this girl home drunk. I could be on the side again with his family bodyguard. It hurts, Keen."

I carried Anne's body out of the bar. His smile was expanding, but his tears were flowing as well. His brain and heart are out of sync.

The car sped quickly towards Laura's house not far from my house. Many times I turned to Anne who was fumbling with herself. Broken hearts for the first time do need a runaway, and it turns out that getting drunk is the choice.

Arriving at Laura's house, Keenan opened the main door with Laura hurriedly approaching the three of us as Keen shouted loudly.

"Why is he, Kay?"

"Drunken."

"Already, Ma. Let's go in first, it's cold outside."

Laura nodded, she looked around and closed the door.

"I'll trouble you, Laura."

"He you told me about? Why drunk? You're not..." Laura shook her head, trying to shake off her sense of curiosity.

"Anne, my student Laura. He fell in love because I had a father-like nature. It's not my fault, but he's my responsibility now." My head's dizzy. Plus Rinjani who rarely gives me news makes everything runyam.

Laura sighed, "If Rinjani finds out, you're done, Kay!"

"I know, but the business now is Anne's. How to soften his heart not to chase after me. Laura, help me."

Keenan had just come out of the room where Anne was, he took Anne's cell phone tucked in her pants pocket.

"Not in the lock, mas. Just open it, who knows there's important information."

"But it's disrespectful, Keen. Even Rinjani never opened my phone."

"Only Rinjani is the center of your magnet, Kay." exclaimed Laura.

He then swiped Anne's phone and read WhatsApp's incoming messages.

"I'll tell her parents if Anne's in my house. Keen, get papa's gun ready. In case he brought his man to ruin our house. Call Sheila and her husband too." exclaimed Laura.

Why is the business so complicated. Especially having to carry a firearm. It's completely out of my estimation that there will be a ceasefire.

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