MY LECTURER DUREN (COLD WIDOWER )

Chapter 7 (Sick )

~Tell me what's worse than all the people you love leaving you?

__Nathan__

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On Sunday, the,

I'm taking Arsy on a road without Mr. Nathan.

I don't know, since the morning I've been here, I haven't seen him. Bi Munah said Mr. Nathan hasn't been out of his room since last night. And he told me not to be disturbed. I was not calm and worried, but I tried to shake it off. Mr. Nathan may be doing a lot of work.

Oh yeah, Arsy said he wanted to know my house, so here we are.

My home.

"Nindi... Whose child are you carrying?" Mama looks shocked. He must have thought I was taking a kid off the street.

"This is Arsy mah. The lecturer I told you about yesterday, Mr. Nathan."

Yes, I told my mom everything. About Nathan too Arsy. And mom's response, she supports me as long as I'm happy and know the limits. So said.

" Ohh, my goodness. Kirain mama you kidnap people's children, here Arsy same mother."

Arsy came up to Mom, and kissed her hand. Mom hugged him tightly. Maybe he's anxious, want to quickly make Arsy as his grandson. Hiii.

"But.. Where's Nathan sir? why don't you bring it here too?" my mom whispered to me.

"There's a mah house, the child first yes, the papa follows when - when" I replied while whispering as well. Replied with a mama pinch on my waist.

I just grimaced while grimacing in pain. Mama's cubits are spicy level one.

"Arsy's eating?" Mama asked softly to Arsy.

"Already mom. I ate with Nindi" replied Arsy.

"Ma, I can't be long huh.. later afraid Mr. Nathan nyariin me."

"Either, at most Mr. Nathan's nyariin Arsy, not nyariin you!" chirps mama. Well, not only the pinches are spicy, but my mother is also good at saying spicy you know.

I heard the words mama. Once he bullied his own son.

Arsy immediately laughed amusedly, as soon as he saw my expression.

We ended up just stopping by my house for a while. I don't know why I don't feel good. So I want to hurry up and get Arsy to his house.

We're leaving, I promised my mom I'd be home soon after delivering Arsy.

This time I used my favorite motorbike. At first Mr. Nathan objected to seeing me pick up Arsy on a motorcycle yesterday. He immediately gave me some money for transportation costs. But I still ngeyel, with a more practical reason to use the motor. Arsy himself is also very enthusiastic, he has never ridden a bike so far.

You can guess how the ending. Of course Mr. Nathan relented that Arsy had agreed. But on condition, use complete safety, such as bell belts, helmets, jackets, and glasses.

Arriving at Mr. Nathan's house, I saw that the front door was open. I panicked and immediately invited Arsy in.

Under the stairs, Bi Munah stood up restlessly.

"What's wrong? How is aunt standing here?" many wonder.

"Den Nathan non.that's him raging on top. Looks like the pain's relapsing again." Bi Munah replied with worry.

Prangs!! Bruk!

There was a loud noise from upstairs, like the sound of something on the floor.

"Papa why brother.. Arsy's scared." Arsy held my hand tight. His face was pale now.

I'm trying to calm down. I smile even though I am scared.

"Army... You go to the room first with Bi Munah. Papa must be good - all right, brother wants to go up. Let's see your papa's situation first..Okay, smart kid."

Arsy nodded slowly. Though his eyes began to glaze over, wanting to cry. I immediately hugged him, so that he would calm down.

Then hinted at Bi Munah to take Arsy away.

Bi Munah immediately took Arsy's hand, and led him to the room.

"Brain heart, non." He looked at me worriedly before leaving.

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Geck. Geck. Geck.

"Sir Nathan, are you okay ?may I come in." I knocked on Mr. Nathan's room door.

There's no answer. How's this. Did I just go in.

But... Ah the bodo time. I walked in, opened the door slowly.

Mr. Nathan's room was a mess. Stuff scattered on the floor. There are even some that are damaged because of the slamming.

My eyes caught the figure of Mr. Nathan sitting leaning right next to the bed.

I approached with fear - fear.

"Sir. Father why?"

Mr. Nathan looked at me. His condition was very alarming, his body was full of sweat, his breathing was also irregular.

"Please get my phone on the table. Call the number there."

Although confused, I obey the words - said Mr. Nathan. With a hand that trembled in fear, I grabbed her phone. Mr. Nathan didn't name the person I should call.

But now I understand, of course there is no need to say a name, it turns out that the contacts stored on his phone there are only 2. My name and another one say the name "SOK TAU ".

I called him immediately, a man who picked up my phone. And it just so happened that he was on his way here too. I haven't explained yet that he understands what happened. The man told me not to leave Mr. Nathan alone until he came.

I see Mr. Nathan is closed. Looks like he's asleep.

I approached. His face looks tired. His eye bags were also visible, like a person who had not slept for a few days.

What exactly is Nathan going through?

What pain did he get like this?

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