SIN (Lecturer Dear)
Chapter 1: Karen and Darren
A clear morning, in which the wind whirls pulls the dewy leaves. This is where the rhythm and heartbeat of life begin. A young woman gasps softly when her sense of smell captures the ravishing fragrance. She turned her head to the side, and it seemed that her husband was no longer in bed.
Yawning, she approached her husband who had just finished cooking breakfast. The man looked at her, then held back a laugh as he saw a part of her hair rise upwards like a newly electrocuted person.
"There's a morning schedule, huh?" ask the woman.
"Yes" answered her husband briefly. Starting to eat breakfast, her husband again said, "By the way, please if we do not accidentally meet in a public place, let's just say we do not know each other. On the contrary, if we are together again there continue to be my acquaintance there who did not accidentally see, please act like you are my sister. Wanna?"
"Let's be calm, my friends no one knows if I'm married, either" she replied casually as she partook in the food her husband had just cooked.
Her husband held back the food she was about to take with a fork. "Don't forget to stay formal on campus. Don't get too familiar or show gestures if we know each other!"
"That's a big puff, anyway! Every day I know you give me a warning like this. Sometimes keceplosan call husband, right, no papa," he sambar. However, looking at her husband's gaze like a bull about to butcher, she hurriedly said, "Yes .. yes..I will remember!"
"Good!" The man patted his head gently. "I know, you know, girls your age still have fun out there. You are free to do anything, I will not bind you because of this marriage relationship."
"Keep, why do you want to marry me?" ask the woman sok judes.
"Why yourself?" Her husband asked in a flat tone, "the other reason is the same!"
"I was because of my monthly allowance was detained with Oma. Where papi and mami don't wince anymore" he said.
"Yes, just like us. I also can't defy the dictatorial Oma's orders. Anyway, I just need marital status in my family."
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The couple's names are Karen and Darren. Their marriage was about two months old. In other words, these two people of different ages are united by their grandparents. Despite being betrothed, the two still undergo normal activities as a married couple.
To be honest, Karen had never expected that at her age who had just turned twenty would marry a man older than her. The man was Darren William Bratajaya, a bright young man who had earned a professor degree at the University of London. He is also the grandson of one of the famous old money¹ in Jakarta.
In fact, the Karen family itself also came from the upper class. His grandparents are in the crazy rich class of Jakarta. His father became a director at his grandfather's company and his mother was a socialite. This all makes him unable to live independently and very dependent on others.
For Karen Aurellia, this marriage was not as scary as she thought. Apparently, the man who became her husband was not as rare as she imagined. Even more fun they are frequency. Karen refused this marriage. He never saw the man directly. When knowing will be married someone titled professor, who is in his shadow is a thick-bodied man with a distended stomach, wearing glasses and having baldness in the middle of the head like a professor who visualized cartoon films.
However, a surprise approached her on the wedding day. When the man who was going to be her husband stood firm in a neat black suit. The reason, the man with a proportional body posture was turned out to be a handsome face like a movie actor with a pair of beautiful eyes, a nose that is sharp like a slide and has a firm jaw shape that adds to his masculine side. It didn't look like he imagined. In fact he looked like the princes of a fairyland. Even more surprising, it turns out he is a new lecturer who attracts the attention of students on his campus.
"I'll go first, yeah!" Darren left after breakfast.
"Wait!" Karen approaches Darren, acting like wives in a soap opera who is looking to fix a husband's tie. He then removed the rubber band in his hair, then attached it to Darren's arm.
"This is what?" asked Darren with a forehead that formed a smooth fold.
"Let people know you already have one. You don't want to wear a wedding ring" replied Karen with a sullen face.
Darren chuckled as he ruffled Karen's hair. It's not that he won't expose their marriage. The problem is, he's a lecturer, while his wife is a student at the university where he teaches. He did not want people to judge him unprofessional because he was involved in love with students.
After Darren's departure, Karen stared lazily at the dirty plate her husband had just worn. He even chose to lay down his body on a soft sofa with both legs that are straight. It just so happens that today he has no college schedule.
Karen spends all the time lazing on the couch surfing Instagram, uploading photos that are still stored in her gallery and liking each post to get feedback. That's how it works all day until it doesn't feel like time has moved into the night.
For the matter of eating, Karen never dirty her beautiful hands decorated with colorful nails to dabble in the kitchen. For a month married and living with her husband, she only ordered food online or daily catering. Naturally, he did not know cooking at all and did not want to learn to know. Fortunately, she had a very independent husband. Yes, the man always prepared his own breakfast as before and chose lunch outside.
"Who's calling?" karen's murmured furrowed.
He picked up the phone doubtfully. "Hello?"
"This is Karen, right?" A man's voice was heard in the phone call.
"I–iya." Karen stuttered as she recognized the voice was the voice of Darren's father.
"Thank God you're home. Papa just wanted to tell you, Omanya Darren is heading there again. I thought you weren't home, so papa called."
Karen's eyes grew twice as big. "What?! Oma Belle coming here?" inner Karen screamed.
Instantly, his head turned to the dirty dishes and the kitchen was a little messy because it had just been used for cooking. He immediately rushed to clean the dirty dishes on the table. The problem is, she knows the character of her husband's grandmother who is so authoritative, assertive, and chatty. Speech speed can exceed the speed of motogp racers. It is said that Valentino Rossi chose to retire because he could not overtake the pace of babbling Oma Belle.
"What about, huh? Where I haven't washed the dishes yet! Why does Oma Belle come here at night. I'm old instead of quietly at home with rubbing oil, uh .. instead of wandering like a swordsman. How annoying!" grunts while quickly cleaning the kitchen space.
Karen grew tired when she heard the sound of her apartment bell. He kept the dirty dishes in the kitchen set, then opened the door. Unfortunately, he just realized he had not bathed all day and was still wearing pajamas last night.
"Oh, what, huh?" Because of her belief and belief in her own body odor, Karen decided to change clothes without bathing first.
He also took a koyo and put it on his forehead as if he was having a headache. This was because every time Belle oma came to visit them, it would definitely bring something she did not like. Not to mention invite him to chat from Sabang until Merauke back to Sabang. So long was the direction of their chat. So, she hoped that she could use the excuse of being sick so that the oma from her husband did not linger here.
Karen took a deep breath before opening the apartment door. The face of Oma Belle who was smiling like an Annabelle doll instantly entered her gaze.
"Night ...." Oma Belle greeted him and showed him a transparent bag paper. "let's guess what Oma brought you!"
"What, yeah, Oma?" ask Karen directly who is lazy to play guessing without prizes.
The oma opened the stuffing bag paper, then showed a beautiful bottle containing a turbid brown liquid.
"It's a fertilizing herb for you" he said with a happy face.
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footnote:
old money¹: a term that refers to wealth passed down through generations.
author note:
hello I am aotian Yu. This is my latest work in collaboration with NT editors.
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disclaimer: this novel contains many kissing and bed scenes. It is not a religious novel and does not represent any particular religion or race. Not a novel with a drama-filled storyline. Just tell the story of the newlyweds with mild conflicts and the way they deal with them. Please read wisely, yes!
