MY LECTURER DUREN (COLD WIDOWER )

Chapter 11's

🍀 The opportunity is always there. It's just that I'm too embarrassed to admit that he meant something.

_Nathan_

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On campus

I cheered happily as I hugged Sarah when I saw my name on the notice board.

We end-year students are gathering in front of the notice board. Search - find our names there for a chance to compile the final task.

And my name is on there.

Anindira Maheswari's. Complete with the name of his supervisor Nathan Mahendra.

How not happy to try?

Get a tutor for people we like.

"Look at it, Sar. Dosbing me Mr. Nathan. He is my delayed soul mate."

Sarah scowling. Maybe because he got the guidance counselor Mr. Radit. Famous for its bravery.

"Iyee congratulations. Easy - hopefully Mr. Nathan lo it can deliver you to graduation."

"Yoi. Definitely dong. I have to graduate this year. Let's get married, uh, marry.." I said while grinning wide. It's because I'm too pussy with Mr. Nathan.

"Then woy." Sarah said loudly, as she slowly elbowed my waist.

I laughed, not caring. It's time to go on a mission. Soon I took my phone out of my pants pocket. Then type a message for Mr. Nathan.

[ Sir. Can I meet you now? ]

Blue tick. Gee.. Mr. Nathan was quick to read my message.

He retaliated.

[To my room ]

I smiled reading it. Although the short reply is solid, it still makes this heart flower. Then I immediately typed in a reply..

[ Okay. Ready-to-glide.]

Don't forget I added emot love for her. Hehe.

"Sar, I go first huh.."

"Where are you? Said we were going to the cafeteria?"

Sarah looked at me confused. He was surprised to see me so rushed.

"You go to my priest's place." I answered quickly and straightforwardly.

Sarah patted her head.

"Basic gelo." Umpatnya.

I laughed and left Sarah. Better to leave now before he goes back to cawing because I left him.

I haven't seen Mr. Nathan in a week. Because so many final tasks are piling up, plus my major is broadcasting vocations, so more practice than theory. I also can't accompany Arsy just yet.

The deadline for my agreement with Mr. Nathan was only three months. That's why I'm so happy to know that my supervising lecturer is Mr. Nathan.

This is his name once rowed two three islands exceeded. The final task is completed, can be more time together with Mr. Nathan

Tok.dok.cock.

I knocked on the door three times.

Then came Mr. Nathan's voice from inside.

"Lake in."

I slowly entered the room. He seemed busy with books and material files. The room is not so big, the same as the other lecturer rooms.

He just glanced at me, then told me to sit on the single sofa in front of him.

He was so. If you're in college, don't expect Mr. Nathan to be sweet with me.

"What's wrong?"

Nathan finally spoke. Maybe he was careless because of the dariadi I just kept quiet watching him.

Her eagle eyes narrowed at me.

"A..E. that's sir." I was nervous half to death at that point. What's wrong with you Anindira?

"A E I'S. You want a vocal test here."

Said as soon as I even grinned wide.

"Mother can ah. I'm nervous tau sir."

He raised his eyebrows.

"Rumpy? You can be nervous too?" He said with a mocking smile as usual. Maybe think she I'm shameless. Didn't he?

I melengos. What does he think I am. Can't be nervous. I'm also an ordinary woman with a heart.

"I'm here to talk about my final assignment, sir. My teacher's mentor."

Mr. Nathan nodded softly "So.. have you set the theme for your final work assignment?"

" yes. I have prepared it sir. I want to make a short film in psychology. About PTSD. That's if you don't mind...."

Nathan heard it. I know I might be missing. It's the same as making him the research material for my final assignment.. But that's not what I meant.

" I just want to go through this short film to be their encouragement. And ordinary people know about this pain, and don't judge them 'crazy' or anything." I explained a little. Pray in your heart, may Mr. Nathan understand what I mean.

A few moments in silence, he finally spoke.

"alright. I'll help."

I smiled broadly, and unconsciously grasped his hand so happy.

"Eh sorry sir. Release." I said wrong behavior. But while still holding his hand.

"If release why not get out too?"

"Hehe sorry sir. Windfalls." I immediately let go of my hand.

"His hands look really strong. So want to be held in hand for a handle on life.."

He just put on an innocent face hearing my crush earlier. Ah not fun! His reaction was really not exciting.

While reading some of the files in front of him, he again said with a flat face..

"Arsy from yesterday asked you. He said he misses you."

"Oh yeah? I miss Arsy too. But really he said that? Just last night, Arsy called me." I said a little confused. Because last night Arsy didn't say anything on the phone.

Mr. Nathan's face looked surprised to hear my words just now. "Seriously he called you?"

"Yes. He called my father's house number. Maybe you know my number from Bi Munah. Or don't - don't father the same time I miss. We haven't seen each other in a week." I was joking around with him. Keep trying to give up.

Hearing that Mr. Nathan looks confused. It was clear from his facial expression.

"There's also me who it is. A week later I'm not seeing you, sure you don't miss?" Ask Mr. Nathan with his face.

I leaned my body closer to him. Still with a big smile whispered..

"If I miss you, can I?"

He looked back at me, as well as me, not to be able to look at his face which was really worthy to be adored.

"Ekhem. It's back there to class. Later after college bring your paper about his short film to my house. Let me be thorough first." Mr. Nathan said change another topic. And it succeeded in making my lips pursed.

"OKAY. I will be there later. But inget yes sir. Gotta help, let me graduate quickly." I said while looking down.

"Depending on whether you're diligent in guidance, I help you."

"Well, father of Becanda. If the dosbingnya father is clear I am diligent. Be more motivated. Moreover, we have an agreement right.Slight info yes sir, said my mother can marry as long as she graduated from college."

He swerved from behind the dariitadi file in his grasp.

" You haven't seen each other for a long time, it's getting more and more empty..."

"Haha.This is because of the lack of attention of the father." I grinned wide. Then grab my bag and get ready to go out.

Long time here is not strong either. Too glare.

"I'll go first sir. See you's..."

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This afternoon I went back to Mr. Nathan's house, after I had time to go home to get the papers I needed.

My beloved motorcycle just landed in Mr. Nathan's yard when I saw a woman coming out of his house.

And Mr. Nathan seems familiar talking to him.

What - what the fuck is this. Aunty, her clothes are minimal, with thick make up too. I cursed in my heart.

The woman looked at me.

"Who is he, Mas?" He stared at my appearance.

Clearly different from him. I only use jeans, sneakers and white T-shirts because it was hunting here. While her?

Mini skirt with a top model Sabrina that looks clearly part of her shoulder.

"He's Anindira. My student at college." Nathan answered the woman's question.

"Oh. So he's Anindira. Student and 'caregiver' Arsy is not it..?" He said in a satirical tone.

Shit!

It's called humiliation. He emphasized the word 'caregiver' earlier. Obviously the woman wanted to mock me.

"Great now. Dare to tease his lecturer." Again - again the woman insinuated me.

I closed my eyes. I would love to reply to the word of that little-dressed aunt.

But today I was really tired, not wanting to be provoked by emotions.

"Sorry sir. It seems like the tutoring of the task of the works was finally put off. Now you look 'busy'."

While saying cynically to Mr. Nathan, I left them.

And what was Mr Nathan's reaction?

He just shut up. Let alone chasing me, he also did not prevent or call me.

I think this chest is tight. Just now I was happy, arriving at the drop like this.

It hurts so much.

Who exactly is that woman?

Why did he call Mr Nathan Mas?

After walking a long distance, I stopped suddenly. Realizing something was missing.

Oh gosh. The motor!

How could I forget, my bike was left there.

There's no way I should go back there. Can - can the aunt laugh at me. But if you walk, it feels quite far also from inside the housing to the front highway.

I intend to order an ojek online, unfortunately my phone died because my battery ran out.

With the resignation I sat on the sidewalk. I mourn my unlucky fate. Plus the sky started to darken and lower the rain.

It fell down the stairs. Such a proverb that suits me.

Without being prevented, my tears fell slowly along with the rain that also fell increasingly profusely wetting me.

Be ill... It hurts so bad.

Why does loving someone get this sick?

"Anninda..."

That sound. I know that voice. Who else calls me Anindira besides her? A call I consider special is only for him.

I didn't feel the raindrops anymore, when I looked up it turned out that Mr. Nathan was already standing holding an umbrella for me.

"Why is your number not active? I'm calling and looking for you."

I came back crying. But this time it was stronger. I cried because it turned out that Mr. Nathan was after me, looking for me. I was already feeling desperate. Already want to give up. But what about the few sentences he said earlier made this chest pound again?

"Hey don't cry here. Let's get in the car." Mr. Nathan is now crouching in front of me.

"bad father. Why is the evil father the same as me.hu hu." I whine like a child.

Mr. Nathan let out a heavy sigh.

"Okay I'm sorry. Now let's get in the car. You will get sick."

I kept the words he said, with a slowly shivering body I stood up to follow him. Just a few steps, my head was dizzy.

And suddenly everything went dark.

I was unconscious already.

The last thing I saw was Mr. Nathan's anxious expression shouting out to me.

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