Ride in Bed

Karma Paid Cash

Inge got off his vehicle after parking in his college courtyard. After locking the car, he casually breezed into his faculty building. Some of the students he passed by seemed to be whispering like they were talking about him. But the woman looked indifferent and continued walking.

Arriving at the class, all the eyes that were there were instantly fixed on him. Sandra who had come first immediately approached her classmate. He pulled a chair on the front bench of Inge's desk. His eyes stared hard at the woman.

“Why lo?” inge asked who noticed Sandra's gaze on him.

“I should ask why you feel gossip about Dewi?”

“Cih.. yesterday Budi now elo. It is very important that the Goddess of the Goddess is for you. Until you guys fuss rich gini.”

Inge folded his hands in front of his chest while throwing a mocking look. The debate between the two beautiful women caught the attention of everyone in the class. They were waiting for what scene the two of them were presenting.

“Gue did not expect, Nge. Your rotten heart is rich. Why are you so gossipy about the Goddess? Have a problem what you same Goddess until you slander she is rich it.”

“Family? That's keles reality.”

“Reality which part? Lo if you do not know the real problem do not origin nebak. Three of your minions yesterday have been made crying bombay reported to the police. Wait a turn elo.”

“You report me what? Is there any evidence that I am spreading gossip? The same storm Goddess is them, not me.”

“But the source is from elo. They don't have any evidence, but their testimony is enough for you in jail.”

“Helow.. Is it that easy to get people into jail? My pity is the same Mr. Rian, because of his wife, his name so tarnished.”

“Lo tuh really-bener girls do not box. Lo actually has a crush on Pak Rian, so you are a rich slander because you do not like the same Goddess. Ngaca lo there, where would Pak Rian same rotten hearted girl rich lo.”

“Anj*ng lo yes, why me!!”

BRACKET!

Inge rattled his desk. Sandra still looked relaxed, unlike Inge who was already burning emotions. Their classmates were shocked to hear Inger saying a harsh word. Secretly Sandra smiled already managed to make the cover of Inge exposed. Women who used to look meek turned out to be rude and behaved badly.

THE PLAQUE!!

Not to lose everyone's surprise with the buzz of the table that Inge did. Now they were startled by the sound of a loud slap landing on Inge's cheek. Sandra who was in front of the woman until gawking when suddenly a woman approached and slapped Inge very hard. Holding his cheek that was slapped hard, Inge looked at the perpetrator.

“Whose mother? Come-come directly slap people!” berang Inge's.

“Basic cheap women. So all this time you've been my husband's mistress!!”

All who were there were shocked to hear the woman's words. Inge's face suddenly turned pale. Upon careful viewing, the woman in front of him was the wife of the man who made him a sugar baby. The woman pulled out her phone and showed pictures of Inge's relationship with her husband. Three of them were uploaded to social media by Budi through the help of Micky's brother's friend.

“Oh so this girl is really elo.”

Sandra showed the photos circulating on social media. Inge's eyes rounded to see a photo of himself with Chandra, the om-om who became his financial source. The sound of rumors in the classroom instantly sounded. Chandra's wife couldn't help herself anymore, she grabbed Inge's hair and pulled him out of class.

“Aaaarggghhhh!! Pain!!”

Regardless of Inge's shout, the woman continued to pull Inge's hair while walking out of the classroom. Coinciding with that, a lecturer entered the classroom. He was shocked to see what happened to one of his students.

“What is this?”

“Mother do not interfere,” said wife Chandra.

“Sorry mom, don't do this. I do this on campus and in the classroom. Obviously this is my responsibility. Please let go of him.”

The lecturer continued to persuade, until finally the jubilant in Inge's hair came off. Inge felt his head hurt. The woman simply lowered her head when she realized everything in the class was looking at her.

“What is this, ma'am?”

“I just want to bring him. I want to report it to the police for ruining my household.”

“Tante don't mistake me. Om Chandra himself who wants to be with me.”

“Means you admit there is a relationship with my husband.”

Inge immediately fell silent as he knew that he had spoken wrongly. Sandra smiled at what was happening. He was satisfied Inge got a reply also for his actions to the Goddess. But he felt the punishment for Inge did not stop there.

“How about we talk about it alright, ma'am. Let's go to the room first,” invite the lecturer.

The woman nodded her head. He followed the female lecturer's steps out of the classroom. Don't forget Inge's hand to go with him. Inge could only follow where the woman was taking him.

After the death of Inge and the others, the classroom atmosphere immediately boisterous. All sorts of comments came out of their mouths. Sandra sat in her chair leisurely. He does not want to follow the teeth. The important thing is that his goal of humiliating Inge has been achieved. His ears kept hearing the slanted comments his friends were going to Inge.

“Crazy si Inge, it turns out to be a storage of om-om.”

“Cih... Pretty-beautiful so actor.”

“Basic maling yells maling. She was as defamatory as the Goddess of girls not really, she knew she herself who did not really.”

“The master's dinner gun is his name.”

“Karma paid in cash.”

“If I am Rian sir, I have reported that Inge will be in prison.”

“Tau Inge chick bispak, I booked it first. Sok-sok nolak me, know it's demen ama that bagged.”

The scorn and blasphemy did not stop for Inge. The woman's popularity instantly collapsed due to her own actions. Chandra's wife has long been suspicious of Inge and her husband's relationship, but only now does she get concrete evidence of their affair. And the time coincided with the gossip that Inge breathed for the Goddess.

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“Wi.. lo already know the events that nimpa Inge?” mila asked as they all gathered in the cafeteria.

“What events?”

“She abis hit by same wife om-om who keeps her.”

“Serious?” the Goddess's eyes were round hearing it.

“Iya. Nih Sandra witnesses her life.”

“What's the matter?”

Roxas who just came followed Budi immediately sat down with the others. Seeing that all her friends had gathered together, Sandra immediately told her about the incident in her class this morning. He was deliberately waiting for all his friends to gather so as not to repeat the story.

“Si Inge instead of the girl Budi brought at the reception yesterday?” ask Roxas who is the most behind the current news.

“Iya. The buluk who became the culprit,” cetus Micky.

“Kok me?”

“Ya kan elo who ngajak Inge to Dewi Sama reception sir Rian. Because of that he spread slander about the Goddess. Because you do not like the Goddess of marriage, Mr. Rian.”

“Udah-don't blame Budi. It's not her fault, either. Basically Inge is rotten. Want to be invited or not the same Budi, he will still slander Dewi if basically he demen the same sir Rian.”

“Boiled very wise lo, Xas,” Bobi patted Roxas arm.

Everyone just laughed at Roxas's reply. But indeed they must admit since Roxas married and soon will bear the status of a father, Roxas' attitude is getting wiser. Not infrequently they get useful tips from the man, in addition to free coffee vouchers at his coffee shop.

“Om..taktir I eat dong,” chirp Dewi.

“Ah elo ask for my treat mulu. Emang kaga loved snacks ama men lo.”

“Dikasi. But do not know why the taste of food in the canteen is better if purchased equally elo, hehehe...”.

“Heleh mode, tell me you want a free one. Want to pesen what?”

“Ketoprak, cableya five. Drink dragon fruit juice.”

Inevitably Roxas wakes up to order the food requested by the Goddess. He ordered two ketoprak fruit, and juice for himself and also the Goddess. After that he returned to his place.

“Xas, bini lo bothered no cravings?” ask Bobi curiously.

“Ngga also. He's just really empet look at my face, the innate sewot mulu.”

“Bhuahahaha. anguish lo kalo it sih.”

“Yakin tar anak lo looks a lot like elo. My nyokap word is that, if the mother was pregnant before her husband, her child's face would look like her husband.”

“Aamiin.” Roxas rubbed his face with both hands.

Not long after the orders all came. Ketoprak for Dewi and Roxas, meatballs for Sandra, Mila and Sheila, fried noodles for Micky, soto chicken plus two-plate rice for Bobi and indomie stew plus egg and cornet for Budi. While eating the food, they continued the conversation.

“Assalamu’alaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam.”

Their eating and conversation was interrupted by the presence of a beautiful girl wearing a robe and hijab that stretched to the chest. The spoon in Budi's hand just hangs to see the beauty of the girl. Roxas who recognized her immediately invited the girl to sit down.

“Gaaeess knows this Khayra, my classmate. He is also an activist in orphanages and dhuafa foundations. He's the one who helped me salurin zakat income in my coffee shop.”

The girl named Khayra shone in the hands of Goddess, Mila, Sandra and Sheila. While on Budi, Bobi and Micky, he only cupped his hands together. The girl then took a seat beside the Goddess.

“Xas.. kok not say have a gini-rich clear girl friend,” exclaimed Bobi.

“Lo kaga never,” Roxas replied casually.

“On the program Friday blessings so no, sis?” ask Khayra to Roxas.

Although they were friends, Khayra knew that Roxas was older than her. Hence he always called out to Roxas with big brother frills in front of his name, and Roxas did not mind that either.

“So, really. Every Friday’at I will come out 25 free coupons for drinking and eating at AdRox.”

“Alhamdulillah,” Excite Khayra.

“Gue can't, Xas?” ask Bobi.

“Can only if you want. As long as you want to be called the dhuafa aja, hahaha.”.

“Campret.”

“Elah don't do that, Bob. That's the ration of the dhuafa, don't be shy bokap nyokap lo. Masa can lecture his son here but can not love snacks,” Budi chuckled.

Khayra just smiled at Budi. Getting a sweet smile from Khayra certainly makes Budi float. He became more diligent in issuing wise sentences in order to attract the attention of Khayra. Who knows, this beauty is fascinated by her policies.

Adrian who had finished teaching decided to follow his wife who was in the cafeteria. He intends to invite the Goddess to meet Doni. He wanted to buy a new cell phone for his wife. Yesterday the screen of Dewi's phone was broken because Arkhan dropped it.

“Eat, sir,” bargain Bobi when seeing Adrian approaching their table.

“Please,” Adrian pull up chair next to Goddess.

“Pak, my wallet kempes nih clawed Goddess continues,” shootout Roxas.

“Kaga sincerely lo jajanin me?” The goddess glared at her best friend.

“Ordinary buset just eyes, already rich Suzanna,” replied Roxas while chuckling.

"Have you heard about Inge?" ask Sandra curiously.

"Already, now again processed by the campus. It's likely that he'll get academic sanction."

Adrian deliberately did not explain what sanctions Inge will get. In addition to the problems with Chandra's wife, he was also willing to file a complaint over the slander spread by Inge. There is a possibility that the woman will be in DO from the campus and submit all applicable legal proceedings.

“Udah done eating?” ask Adrian.

“Udah. Want to go home now?”

“Iya.”

“Gaaesss me first yes. Om, thank you. Don't pick my jajanin.”

Adrian just smelled a smile to see Roxas looking while mocking his wife. The man walked first to leave the canteen. Adrian slows down his path, waiting for the Goddess to get to his new nearby they walk together. He deliberately held the hand of the Goddess when crossing several students who were hanging out.

“Tumben held in,” said Dewi with a smile.

“Fear someone has a crush on you.”

“Ish...who also has a crush on my rich bullet chick.”

No doubt a smile adorns the lips of Dewi knowing her husband is being possessive of her. Adrian opens the door for the Goddess before he gets behind the wheel.

“We want to go home directly?” ask Dewi while pulling the seat belt.

“Ngga. We go to the counter Doni first.”

“Ngapain, a?”

“Buy new hape. Hape you're the screen is broken with Arkhan.”

“Kan can be dibetulin.”

“Buy new aja. The damaged save aja.”

“OK, again. Same with my dear husband.”

Adrian beregrak's hands start the car engine. His feet immediately pressed down on the accelerator, and slowly his four-wheeled vehicle began to move out of the campus area. They immediately headed for a shopping center that specialized in selling gadgets and electronic equipment.

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**Don't just Goddess who bought a new phone, I also want🤭

Make a fuss yesterday about the wrong write Rakan, please be aware that his name is also a man the place is wrong. But if the matter of patchouli is not typo yes, the patchouli I mean is nini attach, a nickname for Inge😂**