SIN (Lecturer Dear)

Chapter 146: Oma Belle Becomes Intermediate

Time has shown ten o'clock at night. Karen is still struggling with her turmoil, alone seep lonely without the presence of Darren. She who lay on the bed, turned only left and right while waiting for her husband. Yes, it was last night, that man still had not entered the room. Are they going to split up tonight?

Karen checked her phone and saw the status of WA. Four hours ago she wrote a WhatsApp story that only her husband could see. Instead of hoping for Darren's full status, the man didn't turn on his phone all day. Evidently, there is no online record in the profile of the male professor.

While staring at the door of the room, he muttered a little. "I count to five. You must come! One ... two .. three ...." Karen began to cringe with a feeling of anxiety. He began to slow down the distance of the count while closing his eyes "Em–pat .. four quarters .. four and a half ...." He took a deep breath while trying to re-peek the door, "li–ma."

The door was still closed, even a few minutes after finishing counting.

"I didn't show up! Too soon, huh, count it?" thought for a moment. Karen went back to counting, this time to the number ten. The result was still the same, on the tenth count, the man never came.

Karen sat down upset while straddling. "So, she really didn't sleep here tonight?"

Until now, Karen thought the reason Darren was angry with her was too excessive. Especially if it's only a matter of him going to the hospital without the man's knowledge. Should they fight like this? Even so, her ego also chose not to approach her husband first.

Not long after, someone out there knocked on the door quickly. Karen went downstairs to open the door. Turns out it was Oma Belle who came to bring him a cup of herbal flavored drink.

"Karen, Oma see Darren overtime in the reading room. Oma thought to make her a potion to keep her stamina. It's a pity that he dropped too. Here, you bring the drink to the reading room!" pinta Oma Belle while thrusting the white cup at Karen.

"Karen took Oma there?"

"Yes dong. The husband is like a big baby. Like to be considered and designed even from small things like this," said Oma Belle enthusiastically.

Karen took the cup containing the traditional drink from Oma's hand hesitantly.

Looking at Karen who was sculpting without movement, Oma Belle then exclaimed, "Wait, what else? Come on, hunt down there!"

With heavy steps, Karen headed to the reading room where Darren worked. Not reluctant to bring this drink there, he was only afraid to see Darren's reaction if the man was still angry with him. Moreover, this was the first time Darren had silenced him for almost a day. What if his arrival is not even ignored?

Oma Belle held back a smile looking at Karen who was starting to head to the reading room. "There can be no one in this house, pamali!" muttered.

On the other hand, Darren is still busy with his research in the reading room which is also a favorite workplace of grandfather. His attention was distracted as Karen walked in while bringing him a drink.

"A. .. e. .. anu ... Oma ... tell me to bring this here," said Karen nervously.

"Put it on the table" Darren pinta with her eyes on the laptop screen.

Karen then approached the table while watching Darren's expression. Because his gaze was fixed on the man, he did not pay attention to the position of the cup that shifted from his plate.

"Aw!" Karen let out a small scream as the still hot cup stuffed slightly grew on the back of her hand.

"Why?" ask Darren quickly.

Karen shook her head while hiding her reddened hand. Feeling that Darren's attitude was still cooling down, he turned around quickly and was about to leave the place.

"Karen!" call Darren suddenly.

Karen turned around softly, then replied with a small dehumanization "Hum ...."

"You're doing it?"

Karen nodded small.

"Can you keep me here, can't you?"

"Maybe?" Karen asked back.

Karen walked closer. Darren asked him to get closer. As soon as Karen stood beside him, she immediately pulled the woman down onto her lap. Karen can only stay on Darren's lap, while Darren resumes his work. No sound or words were spoken from their lips.

"Ren, I think you've got something wrong! Tipo that," said Karen pay attention to her husband's research report.

"Which one?"

"Try scrolling up to the second paragraph if it's not wrong."

Darren moves the cursor up quickly.

"Not that!" Karen took over the mouse that Darren was holding, thus making her hand rest on the back of Darren's hand.

(Type literal translation of the word mouse)

Karen was surprised for a moment. The hand that she had been hiding was now seen by her husband.

"So got that drink spill. But not papa, really. It's only red that doesn't blister."

Darren immediately took Karen's hand, then brought it closer to her mouth. He slowly blew away the reddened part of the skin.

"It should flow in running water" he said, stroking the back of Karen's hand gently.

"I'd rather like a gini" Karen replied as she looked at her husband's warming face. It was too warm, to the point that it felt like a candle was starting to melt.

"On yesterday ..." continued Karen immediately, "I'm sorry, huh? I didn't mean to shut it off from you. Before, when I was nauseous, I thought maybe I was pregnant. I took the initiative to check with the doctor myself. Chalvin is banning me and wants to call you. But I don't want to and still want to check myself. I'm just afraid you're hoping I'm really pregnant. And it turns out I'm still empty, '" explained Karen with foggy eyes.

Hearing Karen's explanation, Darren sighed for a moment. "About pregnancy, you don't need to feel pressured or rushed. I know, you've changed your mind now, but you remember what the doctor said, right? Your recovery is more important."

"I was just wondering, what if I can't get pregnant?"

"You have a child or you don't have one at your wedding, it won't change anything. You remain my wife, part of the Bratajaya family. Happiness in the Household can not be determined by the presence of offspring. There are children or baseball, not our barrier to remain a happy couple," Darren said while pinning the fingers of their hands.

In front of the door of the reading room, Oma Belle was hunched over while peering through the door. He wondered if the idea worked to make Darren and Karen make up. Unfortunately, he could not see or hear anything in there. In fact, it has been almost half an hour Karen was in the room delivering a herbal beverage with stamina for Darren.

As her eyes turned sideways, she simultaneously saw Sheila walking towards the kitchen. Sheila was wearing a lion mask on her face.

"Sheila, Sheila, here you are!" call him in a whispering voice.

Sheila is approaching. "Why Oma?"

"You're good at nguping, try to hear what Darren is talking to Karen inside!" oma's orders.

"Oh, Oma kepo. He said he couldn't sniff, I told Sheila! Don't want to, ah! Entar Sheila was scolded again the same grandfather!" push Sheila away while she moves on.

Oma Belle held Sheila's arm. "This is Oma's command! Grandpa won't be angry because it's a good cause!"

"okay-okay. Oma, don't be noisy!" Sheila put her ear on the door. Shortly after, he turned his head towards Oma Belle, "not heard, Oma!"

"Masa, anyway! Try pepinin, again what are they? Don't you go on a fist inside!" guess Oma with a panicked face.

Sheila peeked through the keyhole. At the same time, the door suddenly opened. Sheila and Oma Belle are compactly bent, mimicking the movements of people mopping the floor.

"Oma, Sheila, what are the nights of gathering here?" ask Darren astonished.

"Sheila, how did Oma's earrings fall and you get a ball?" Oma instead pretended to throw a question at Sheila, while busy groping the front floor of the reading room door.

"Belom, Oma. Is Oma sure it fell here?" tanya Sheila continues acting Oma Belle.

"Loh, Oma, not Oma's earrings are still intact both!" asked Karen with frown while looking at Oma Belle.

Oma Belle spontaneously held two earrings attached to her ear with a face like a person caught off guard. "Jeez, it was just my gut feeling!" he said with jurus ngeles.

Oma Belle and Sheila immediately stood up as soon as Darren and Karen left.

Seeing Darren embracing his wife's affection, Sheila then said, "Well, how are they getting better quickly? Though it's more exciting to see them quietly in the kayak earlier."

"Hush, you're his friend the devil for sure! Only a demon who is eager to see a husband and wife fighting," Oma hardik while touching Sheila's ear.

Oma Belle hurriedly walked into the room only to see the drink that was brought for Darren. It seemed that the drink had been wiped clean leaving no residue. Suddenly I was intrigued as soon as I remembered something. Sheila who continues to follow Oma Belle, then astonished to see her getting closer is not clear.

"Oma why are you so whiny? My friend's cake is a kasmaran!"

"You know you!"

Oma Belle was still smiling as she stared at the departure of Darren and Karen. After having a mouthwash, he remembered that the herbal ingredients given to Darren were used to arouse male libido and make it durable.

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