MY LECTURER DUREN (COLD WIDOWER )

THE POV 7 NATHAN

These days I think that I don't deserve Anindira.

Just to look at him I couldn't. I was too scared..

The second time I showed my weakness in front of him. He looked at me worried, worried.

I just don't want to keep him in my pain.

I peeked at her from my bedroom window above. I saw he was coming home on a motorcycle.

After passing him. My little heart wanted to approach him, but this leg was too heavy to step on.

And Arsy is angry with me now.

He went on strike again, knowing I ignored his beloved woman. Even Arsy looked at me with a cynical look.

I don't know where he learned such an expression.

"Den Nathan.was non Nindi crying again like to take a drink in the kitchen. Sorry if aunt interfered. But if indeed den Nathan is not ready to try frankly with him. Pity him to be so moody. Don't regret it later."

Bi Munah spoke as he delivered food to my room.

I let out a breath

"Would it be with me that he could be happy bi. I hurt him instead."

"Which can determine happy or not yes Non Nindi herself. The proof he can accept Den Nathan, can accept Neng Arsy. He fought and survived all this time. If indeed Den is serious it must be the same - equally struggling. This is how Den Nathan hurt him."

Bi Munah's words just hit me. The woman I had considered my mother made me realize, otherwise I should have fallen.

I'm not the only one who's sick. But Anindira must have been sicker with my attitude..

How could I be this stupid.

"Bi thank ya. I want to follow him now."

Bi Munah smiled widely. "Flatitude den. If you have met Lamar directly. Hehe."

I was surprised to hear Bi Munah say that. It seems that he has contracted Anindira's nature because he often hangs out with her.

Without replying to Bi Munah's words I left.

Sorry Anindira . This time I don't want to hurt you anymore...

*****

I got to his house. How many times have I pulled the bell nobody has opened the door. It seems he's not home.

But I saw his bike parked in his yard, maybe he didn't go far.

Damnit damnit! I forgot to bring my phone to call him.

I finally decided to wait for him, sitting on the porch bench.

One hour, two hours, three hours I wait. He hasn't come yet either.

Recalling the incident with Bella, she left her bike at my house, and rained alone.

It's getting dark.

I decided to go home, so I'll call him when I get home.

But, just as I stepped outside his courtyard, the white Fortuner car stopped right in front of me at this moment.

I recognize this car.

Huh! I can't believe I'm experiencing this again.

My eyes narrowed at the two people who had just stepped out of the car.

That memory seemed to be back. Since I was a teenager I was phobic when I saw blood, Jihan who knew I was sick introduced me to her friend who was in medical school. He is Faizal.

We were finally friends. And it turns out Faizal has also liked Jihan a long time ago. Our relationship was broken. But it got better after I got married.

And now?

Again we are stuck with the same woman.

Their expressions changed when they saw me there. My jaw hardened withholding emotions.

I approached them. Pull Anindira's hand with me.

"Lo has the same feelings as Anindira, yes?!" Without further ado I shouted at Faizal.

Faizal tightened his jaw "Yes. I like him."

"****. Why do you have to be the same again?!"

I glanced at Anindira who looked surprised. I immediately covered her body behind me. Not willing if Faizal looked at her.

"This time I won't give up, I used to retreat because I knew you were sick. But Jihan's not happy it's the same you." Faizal spoke again.

My clenched hands held myself back from hitting this damn doctor.

"What do you mean? It wasn't you who told me to think about Anindira. And you've been supportive all this time."

"Gue said so. But what are you doing? always hurt him! This time I don't want to give up. I'll fight him."

I know Faizal's serious. He's a playboy, but I know him very well.

Faizal was never serious with another woman. Any woman who was with him would definitely end up in disappointment. He never fought to get a woman. Always the woman who comes to him.

But this time it was so strong that he wanted to get Anindira.

I looked at him cynically.

It's not that easy, Fergus! She's mine.

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