Oh My Lecturer

Oh My Lecturer
Chapter 24 Riska and Manda



Bagas applied for a teaching leave at his college to prepare for his marriage to Arsy for a week.


Yes Bagas has decided to retire the name Chika in his family environment. And started using the name Ananda Arsy Hidayat as Chika's real name.


While Arsy is busy with some exams on his campus, so the girl is more handed over all her affairs to Bagas as well as Oma Shinta.


Oma Shinta was no less busy with Bagas, it was Oma who was the most eager to prepare for the marriage of Bagas and Arsy.


Although their marriage was only attended by relatives as well as some confidants of the Bagas family, but Oma did not seem to want the event to run simple.


To be in the title in a closed manner. The goal is none other than that Amanda, Daniel and Bastian do not know the whereabouts of Arsy who is still alive.


It can be ascertained that the safety of Arsy will be threatened, if they know the existence of Arsy at this time.


Bagas and Oma who do not want anything bad to happen to Arsy also finally ask some of his initiators to supervise and look after Arsy.


Not to mention Bagas assigned a female bodyguard who always escorted Arsy since she was a teenager.


Yes Lia, a friend of Arsy since Junior High was the daughter of Mr. Sabeni, one of the trusted guards of the Bagas family. And that's not what Arsy knew at all until this moment.


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Another thing with Manda. The woman looked she was still curious about the figure of Chika who if seen further similar to Mia, her sister-in-law.


Through some of his acquaintances Manda began to find out who Chika is, the woman Ditya recognizes as his future wife, making Manda very curious.


But he did not dare to tell Daniel also Tian about his meeting with Ditya and Chika. Manda did not want her intention to return with Ditya in the Tian know. Manda was afraid that Tian would do the same thing: re-injure Ditya as he did 19 years ago.


" Like her I have to find out where Ditya lives now ". Manda muttered while looking at a picture of Bagas and himself 19 years ago, when they were still in touch as lovers.


Manda showed a smile looking at the photo, while continuing to gently wipe the photo that was plastered on Ditya's face.


" It turns out you're getting handsome Ditya ". His murmur stared at the speed of his HP screen.


" I'll do whatever it takes to get you back to being mine ". A faint smile adorned Manda's face.


" Mama ". Manda clucked resentfully at the door of her wide-open workspace all of a sudden.


A girl sits on the sofa in Manda's office. While a woman of Manda's age was standing on the side of the sofa that the girl was sitting on.


" I'm sorry Ms. Manda Miss Riska, go straight into the room ". Said the Secretary while looking down deeply.


" What's up?". Ask Manda annoyed.


" I've said many times. I'm not your Mama ". Snapped Manda upset. Riska smiled slightly then looked at Manda sharply.


" Don't be a bad parent Mama ".


" Like not to like, I was born from your womb Ma ". Said Riska firmly. The girl stared intently at Manda.


" So accept our destiny which must be related to mother and child ".


Manda was upset. Ever since he argued with Riska he always couldn't win. The girl could always reply and reverse her words firmly.


Since Riska's pregnancy, Manda has never been able to accept the reality. Even he did not know who was the father of Riska, whether Tian who was then had already become her husband. Or Daniel's father-in-law who had the heart to rape her when she came home from a nightclub.


" Stop wishing on people who don't want you Ma ". Riska.


" Thank you for what you have right now ". Manda screeched retorting Riska's words.


" Married to your Papa is the dumbest thing I've done ".


" Having you is the most important thing in my life ".


Riska laughed softly. He was used to rejection as well as the insults that Manda always hurled at him.


His tears of speech came out of the mouth of the man who had given birth to him. Saddened?. It is certain that Manda's rejection of her self makes Riska sometimes hate circumstances that force her to have to accept Manda as her mother.


" What do you want to do to my room? ". Ask cynical Manda.


" Just want to give this ". Manda walked over to Manda's desk and handed Manda some photos.


" Stop hoping. Mr. Bagas deserves to be happy. And her happiness it can only be given by Chika ". Manda rounded his eyes wide.


Stared her with in the face of the child her mere puppets that are out of nowhere seeds. Her husband or father-in-law. I don't know even Manda himself doesn't know who Riska's real father is.


" If you dare to disturb their happiness. Don't blame me for reporting to Papa as well to Opa ". Manda kicked down the table and stared at Riska who was relaxed before her.


" remember. Mama will be destitute if she releases Papa ". Riska gave a small smile as a streak of anger on Manda's face.


" One more. Enjoy the luxury that Mama has today, before finally the rightful heir comes ". Riska also left Manda's work room, the mother who never considered her.


Riska closed the door to the mother's office. Her glorious tears dripped down her cheeks.


" Oh my God. Slow down my Mama's heart in order to accept my existence ". Murmured Riska shrieked and then removed the tear granules that wet her cheeks.


" Fuckin ". The screams of Manda from the workspace are still heard by Riska.


" How dare that son of a bitch threaten me ". Umpat Manda was upset and then slammed the glass towards the door of his workspace.


" I have to find where Ditya lives right now ". Manda massaged her forehead while sitting her body in her work chair.


Her smile was re-engraved as she recalled where she could ask about Bagas' whereabouts.


" Oma Shinta ". He soon moved from his seat.


" I know that old grandma must know where Ditya is ".


Manda immediately went to pick up his bag and then left his study.


Her footsteps grew faster as she saw the elevator doors on the floor where her work was about to close.


" Where are you going Manda? ".


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