My Lecturer Maduku (Why Love)

bated.

one week passed by and nothing changed between the two, they stayed one roof but Hafiz always came home the night with the excuse of a lot of work.

"bang, have you eaten?"

yasmin said while helping Hafiz open his suit.

"not yet...!" hafiz said he lied when he had just returned to dinner with someone.

"would Yasmin bring food to the room bang?" yasmin keeps Hafiz's shoes on the shelf.

"can de, have you eaten?"

"it's bang, it's with bi ina!"

"oh yeah, I'm sorry de Abang is busy !"

"is it okay bang?"

yasmin said, go to the kitchen.

there was a feeling of guilt in Hafiz's heart, really he didn't mean to do this to Yasmin.

before long Yasmin came to bring food to cross paths with Hafiz who had just come out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist.

looks Hafiz body sis pack. makes both equally stunned.

"this is Yasmin keeping it at the table..!" yasmin said, but Hafiz held her hand.

hafiz's hands were so cold, yet spread out something strange.Both their gazes met, Hafiz pulled Yasmin's waist down eroding the distance between the two.

yasmin's heart was racing like it was on a discount.

Hafiz looked at the beautiful face of his wife, if only that stupid thing he did not do, maybe at this time he became the happiest man to have a wife as beautiful as Yasmin.

"bang?!" yasmin said touching the chest of Hafiz's field which is slightly overgrown with feathers.

a chewy object stuck to Yasmin's lips, making her hair bristling.

His beginnings were silent, but Hafiz could not resist his desire not to touch the woman who was currently in his warm embrace.

'punish..tuuuuut..'

the sound of the vibration of Hafiz's phone instantly stopped the intimate kiss scene.

Hafiz snorted and left shortly after seeing who was calling her. Leaving Yasmin alone with a stifled desire.

quickly Yasmin moved away to see Hafiz who was talking half angrily with someone.

"yes, how many times do I have to promise..?"

only faint words could be heard in Yasmin's ears, and she went to the bed to lay down her disappointed body.

"is God wrong that I crave his love?"

said Yasmin squeezing cotton bed linen with the flower motif.

***

Yasmin is sitting on a park chair not far from the campus.

until the morning before Hafiz did not return, inexplicably he chose to sleep in his study.

"actually what's wrong, why do I feel like something's wrong?"

yasmin asked herself inwardly recalling last night's incident.

the class went on as usual, Kanza never missed Yasmin.like having a kanza problem as if never satisfied reviling Yasmin, making Yasmin feel a little strange.

"you collect your friend's duties, keep them in my room!" say kanza to Yasmin with her jutek tone.

"yes, Bu..!" yasmin said gathering the duties of her other friend's friends.

his intention wanted to see clearly the car that some days is always at the gate of the campus, but Kanza always gives her a variety of tasks.

Yasmin walked alone to the kanza room, because Wulan and Sela had gone home first.

his mind was erratic, so many questions in his mind.

Yasmin gasped as her body was about to fall due to the watery floor, but someone restrained her body.

'Lutup..'

yasmin moved out of Lutfhi's hands.

"sister... Lutphi?"

hushed.....

"are you okay?" luthfi's words made Yasmin instantly freeze, so cold the man who was now in her presence.

lutfhi used to be warm to her, for whatever reason Yasmin wanted to know.

"sister.....!" yasmin grabbed the hand of Lutfhi who was about to leave.

Lutfi turned to the hand that prevented his move.

actually Lutfhi can not stand the current state, it feels very eager to hold the body of the woman who is currently the wife of that person.

"sister..... Yasmin can talk?" yasmin said smilingly looking at Lutfhi's face.

lutfhi's heart skipped a beat powerlessly holding back his feeling of seeing Yasmin who was smiling sweetly at him.

"sister.....was Yasmin wrong?"

yasmin said as the two of them sat in a park chair near the campus.

"nothing!"

lutfhi said briefly without turning his head, eager to squeeze a bottle of drink in his grasp, to channel the disappointment that still controlled his heart.

"sister.... Yasmin was confused as to why Lutfhi's brother...."

"how am I supposed to be rich?" luthfi said approaching Yasmin eroded the distance between the two.

Yasmin gasped away but there was a barrier until she was cornered, Yasmin's heart skipped a beat as Lutfhi continued to urge her.

"sister....!" yasmin held Lutfhi's body and stood up.

Lutfhi looked up at Yasmin's reddened face.

"actually Lutfi why seh?"

yasmin said she felt a little afraid, because the current situation was different from the one before she was married, she was often joking with Luthfi but not like this.

the fog of desire that was held back from Lutfhi's eyes made Yasmin instantly move away.

"that's why I'm getting away from you?"

"do you mean Luthfi?"

"i can't get Yas close to you because now you're married, how can I act like I used to!"

"but Yasmin felt like she had lost her sister!"

"sister?"

"yes, Yasmin already considers Luthfi's brother like Yasmin's own sister!"

"but what if I expect more than you think?"

Yasmin was silent to Lutfhi's words which to her was very confusing.

it felt that this situation was not safe for them what else Lutfi, rushed him away leaving Yasmin who was sculpting herself.

from afar someone has recorded the interaction of the two, with a smile that expands the woman save the video.

Yasmin walked out to the parking lot, seeing Lutfhi smoking near a stall not far from the place.

Yasmin did not understand the change in Lutfhi, asking it felt useless if the situation ended like that.

Luthfi lit a cigarette while watching Yasmin who was out driving her two-wheeler, Lutfhi shook her head. Why Yasmin became more attractive after she became a wife, almost she could not help but touch the woman.

"why Lo?" said Hasan approached Lutfhi who was massaging his forehead.

"gue can't if I believe it continues? like him I'd better go to college in Amrik if this is the way..!"

"Yasmin is too bad for Lo to dream, crazy basic Lo fi...if her husband knows I sure can be beaten Lo?"

"yes, maybe I'm not sane...!"

"sick Lo....?" said Hasan chuckling patting Lutfhi on the shoulder.

"back there you soaked in the pool to cool Chief Lo?" hasan chuckled again.

funny, but to him it was stupid..

seriate....