Papa for My Baby

35. Lecturer Nyebelin

Hisham stopped his car in front of a campus. The campus is the Mita campus. That morning Hisham took Mita to college. Mita has been unable to attend college for almost a week due to headaches, nausea and vomiting. Because of the baby.

“Be careful the path do not be jiggled!” Hisham.

“Iya, Bang,” replied Mita.

“Let's go home by taxi online, don't take ojek!” Hisham.

“Iya, Brother,” replied Mita.

Hisham extended his hand. Then Mita kissed Hisham's hand. Hisham replied by kissing Mita's forehead.

“Mita college first, Bang. Assalamualaikum,” said Mita.

“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Hisham.

Mita got out of Hisham's car and walked into the campus. Hisham looked at his wife's back. Actually Hisham does not matter if Mita does not continue her studies because Mita does not have to work. All their needs were met by Hisham. So that Mita is enough at home to take care of Azam and keep her pregnancy.

But Hisham wants Mita to be a smart woman because Mita will be more dominant in caring for and educating their children. As a mother Mita must be smart and knowledgeable in order to educate their children well.

At the end of the semester, Hisham will send Mita on leave to focus on her pregnancy. His lectures will be continued again after their babies are born. For Hisham it's okay Mita long college should be up to six or seven years. As long as the children remain taken care of and Mita can still continue to go to college. Hisham sighed and he continued on his way to the hospital.

Mita walked down the hallway of the lecturer room. He stopped in front of a room. On the door was written the name Dwi Purwanto,S.E,M.M. Mita looked through the glass door to see if the lecturer was there or not. Mita knocked on the door. A man opened the door, the man was the same age as Hisham. He is a professor of Mita.

“Pak, I want to collect tasks,” said Mita.

“Log in!” said the man. Mita went into her lecturer's room.

“Sit!”

Mita sat in a chair in front of the lecturer's desk. He took out the paper from the expanding file and handed it to Dwi. He took the file and read it.

“Sunday yesterday where were you?” ask Dwi while stretching back Mita's duties.

“Usually you are diligent in collecting tasks,” said Dwi.

“I'm sick, Sir,” replied Mita.

Mita's cold sweat came out. He was afraid his duties were rejected by the lecturer because he was late in collecting tasks. Dwi put the task on the table and then let out a heavy sigh.

“You will know last week the deadline for the collection of the task,” said Dwi.

“Iya, Sir. I know,” replied Mita. Mita's hand held her fingers hard because she felt tense.

“Then why is it late?” Dwi looked at Mita sharply as if she was ready to pounce on Mita.

“Sorry, Sir. My hurts. My condition does not allow me to come to campus,” replied Mita.

“Your disease is severe to the point that it cannot come to campus?” ask Dwi.

“No, Sir,” replied Mita.

Dwi looked at Mita's face. Mita looks pale and Mita's forehead and nose sweat. It seems that woman is tense.

“Begini, deh.” Dwi advanced her body forward and cupped her hands in front of her chest.

“Your job I received as long as.” Dwi paused for a moment.

“You want to accompany me to dinner,” continued Dwi.

Mita scrunched her forehead. “What do you mean by Father?” mita asked not to understand.

“You should accompany me to dinner! We are dating,” replied Dwi.

Mita was shocked to hear Dwi's answer. He could not have accepted Dwi's invitation because he was married. It is better for the task to be rejected by Dwi and get an E value than to have to follow Dwi's request. He can still repeat the management strategy course next semester. And choose a different lecturer who is definitely not Dwi.

“Sorry, I can't.” Mita answered firmly.

“Why?” ask Dwi.

“You're the only one I give a chance to because you're a smart and diligent student. Another student I rejected,” continued Dwi.

Hearing Mita Dwi's reply instantly laughed mockingly.

“That's just your wits so you can't date me,” said Dwi in a mocking tone.

“I'm serious, Sir. I'm not lying. My friends know that I am married,” replied Mita.

“Where is the evidence?” dwi asked still in a mocking tone.

Mita was silent for a moment to think. He has no evidence that he is married.

“You have no proof, right?” dwi asked still in a mocking tone.

Suddenly Mita remembered something that was in her bag. Mita pulls out her phone and searches for a photo of the three of her with Hisham and Azam. He showed the photo on his phone to Dwi.

Dwi noticed the photo and then rolled the screen of Mita's phone.

“Ah, at most this is just a photo of you with your girlfriend,” said Dwi.

Mita was upset to hear it and she took out a photo of the USG results and placed it on the table.

“This, Sir. Proof I am married and proof why last week I did not enter,” Mita said.

Dwi took photos of the USG results. The USG photo shows Mita Miranda My Lovely Wife. Dwi frowned when he noticed the photo.

“You.” Dwi stopped his words.

“I am pregnant. That's why I couldn't go to college last week because I was nauseous and vomiting continuously,” Mita said.

“My husband is doctor Hisham Bakhtiar. He's my obstetrician. If you do not believe in me, please find my husband in Liguina hospital or in Pratama dispensary,” continued Mita.

Mita stood up from the chair and took her task and a photo of USG on the table.

“Happy day.” Mita came out of Dwi's study.

At three o'clock in the afternoon Mita was done with college. He picked up his phone from the bag and ordered a taxi online. Suddenly a message came in from Hisham.

Hisham's Brother:

[Assynoltx.]

[Home home, not yet?]

[Fetch pick up, huh?]

Mita smiles reading Hisham's message

Mom:

[Waalaikumsalam, Big Brother.]

[Just disperse and order a taxi.]

[Can. Mita wait, yeah.]

His brother Hisham :

[ Okay. Ow.]

Mita put her phone in and she looked for a seat to wait for Hisham. He decided to sit on the stairs to the campus auditorium while reading a package book.

Twenty minutes later Hisham came. Mita smiled happily when she saw her husband's car stop in front of the campus. He walked over to Hisham's car and he got into the car.

“Abang tumben home fast?” ask Mita.

“It just so happens that the patient is quiet. So you can go home quickly,” replied Hisham. Mita wears a seatbelt and Hisham runs her car.

Unbeknownst to Mita, someone notices Mita from the car. When Hisham's car road the car follows Hisham's car.