SIN (Lecturer Dear)

SIN (Lecturer Dear)
Chapters. 124: Oma Belle vs Grandpa Aswono



Karen parked the car on a deserted road. He rubbed his wet cheeks, then tried to raise his face and bite his lips so that the water from the corner of his eyes could stop caressing his cheeks. In vain! How hard he tried to hold back, keep flowing.


It was unexpected that he would get a surprise like this. Starting from the girl who suddenly stayed at home without her knowledge, then the video of her husband circulating in the dugem place with the girl, to Darren's attitude to his actions. It's totally out of reason! She considers herself a fool for trusting her husband.


Karen got out of the car, then stepped weakly somewhere. Standing in front of the closed door, he again wiped his tears before tapping the back of his fingers. Shortly after, the door opened and showed a woman who was surprised to see him.


"Nadya," called Karen in a wavy tone of voice.


"Karen? Tumben this early you came here." Nadya flinched as her best friend sobbed in her arms, "what is this about Mr Darren's video?" ask Nadya slowly. Apparently, he had seen Feril's upload.


Karen nodded while letting out a stifled cry.


His hand rubbed gently on Karen's shaken back. "You don't have to believe that video. It can't be Darren. Maybe it's just someone who looks like her" Nadya said, trying to calm Karen down.


"But this time I had to be forced to believe. Because Darren brought the girl home to our house when I stayed at Oma's house" Karen said with a clear melt that continued to descend like a waterfall.


"Seriously, Kar?" Nadya's eyes were round in disbelief.


Karen nodded with a face that could not hide the sadness. To Nadya, Karen told me about everything that happened. How he got out of control and attacked the girl to make Darren angry and look not on his side.


"What?! He came home late all night and took the girl to your house? Means, the circulating video just happened last night dong. Yes, yes ...." Nadya seemed to hold back from hearing Karen's story. "I'm still speechless! I swear .. don't understand anymore! I think Mr. Darren is tipycal lukewarm.


"I thought I was lucky to have a faithful husband. Even when I was sick, he gave me his full support. It's all just camouflage!"


"As I've heard, there are two types of men who cheat. Something suddenly turned out to be indifferent, rude and even smacked. But there are also those who turn out to be very good and romantic just to cover up his affair and his guilt on the couple he has cheated on."


"And again, Nad. Girls are nantangin me! It's so bad I didn't check him to death!"


"But, sorry to say, Kar. We can't just blame one side. The affair was committed by two people. It could be, this is, your husband first who loves bombing¹ to him. Maybe your husband uses tricks that are often used by other husbands, like ugly-cute his wife is the same girl who is his target, keep making the narrative of being an unhappy husband in his marriage or his marriage again on the edge."


"Well, Darren's a big deal, I wouldn't think twice about asking for a divorce."


"It's just a wish! Because all this time I listened to cases of infidelity only the girl who was blamed. Whether it's a girl cheating because it is considered seizing, or his wife because it is considered unable to take care and serve the husband."


"Yes, emang. But for this case, there's a reason why I'm sprained by all the girls. Bayangin, he stayed home and slept in my room with Darren which is the bed we used. There's a picture of us next to the bed. He realized that Darren had a wife. But he had no problem being a mistress! And you know, when Darren came he said what? He told me to apologize to the girls. Crazy, right?"


"Udah can't kitty-kitty me anymore, Kar." Nadya was upset. "I'm a woman support woman, but I can't stand behind a woman who consciously chooses to be an affair. Want the reason he needs money, the child of a broken home victim, hit by love bombing, or other cliche reasons that are often used by women out there. There is no reason to hurt a woman!" he said that also gets angry.


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On the other hand, Darren was still trying to contact Karen. Unfortunately, only the voice of the operator who asked him to leave a voicemail.


"Karen, where are you?" murmured Darren with a hollow highlight.


For a moment, she recalled the moment Karen said she was hurt. He regretted not being able to explain anything to his wife, causing misunderstandings. In a state of anxiety, he went down to approach his grandfather and Omanya who had been waiting at the dinner table.


"Loh, Ren, where's your wife?" ask Oma Belle.


Darren pulled out a chair then sat weakly with a gloomy expression clearly imprinted on his handsome face. "Because ... Karen's mad at me, Oma."


"Huh? You guys quarreling?" Oma gawked and then looked at each other with Grandpa Aswono.


"Did your wife sulk from last night?" guess grandpa.


Darren nodded to saru.


Oma, who knew nothing, quickly asked. "Why last night?"


Oma Belle is slipping away. "What's? So Karen mukulin Sheila saw that she was in your house?"


"Yes, Oma."


"Why doesn't Karen talk to Oma? Let Oma help her face the child not knowing it was!" furious Oma Belle.


Darren and Aswono's grandfather were stunned to hear Oma Belle's response.


"Oma, what is it? What Karen did was wrong regardless of whether she knew she was my sister or not!"


"What did you do was right?" Oma started to perform checkmate attacks.


Darren was silent for a moment. "I admit I was wrong never told her about Sheila. Never knew either."


"You are the part that you are right about. After all you are the same he has no blood relation," ketus Oma pitched fierce.


"Oma! Until when Oma won't accept the presence of dad's new family!"


"Already! It's already! It's not good to argue in front of the food!" said Grandfather to mediate, "Darren, Sheila is now back home or still at your house?"


"Still in my house, Mother. He ran away for two days. And not schools either."


"You look for your wife, obviously be nice to her real one! For Sheila, invite her to stay here for a while," Aswono's grandfather said calmly.


"What?!" Oma Belle of course immediately reacted unacceptable. "You want to put that kid in this house? You think our house is a social foundation, Mas!"


"Yes, no papa. He is also our grandson."


"So. Our granddaughter is just Darren and Chalvin!"


"Although not our biological grandson, but he is already part of the Bratajaya family. Remember, children do not bring the mistakes of parents! After all, ABG children who are rebelling should not be allowed to be allowed to be embraced and invited to discuss from heart to heart" said grandfather.


"No anyway! I don't agree with you!" Oma Belle still refused.


"You're sometimes a teenager too, stubborn!" Arguing with Oma Belle who had a hard nature, made grandfather Aswono could only sigh.


Grandpa Aswono then looked at Darren. "Do you know what it's like to have a household?" ask grandfather, "Household is more joy than sorrow. I like to make blood high!"


"Yindir you, Mas? Anyway I don't agree the boy was brought into this house! Look, he's the one with the same problem his parents, uh he's the nularin problem to Darren," ketus oma while turning to Darren. "you're quick to take the boy home with his parents. Go on, find Karen and take her home."


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Footnote 🦶🦶



Love bombing: the act of a person in relation to the opposite sex, in which intense attention, affection, and praise are sometimes accompanied by gifts, but it has a specific purpose and purpose.



Love bombing is often spread by men who have married to single women.