SIN (Lecturer Dear)

SIN (Lecturer Dear)
Chapter 16: Ex-Bothering Girlfriend



"It's sad to know! I'd be a shadow if I was in the female lead position. I'm pregnant, uh the guy even left him to continue to marry each other girls," said Karen while sobbing.


"Yes, already. That's why don't be shadowed. It's not your story either."


"You are how you are, anyway. You should have more respect for the suffering of others. Where's your empathy!" hatch the woman while wiping the water on her nose that comes plunging.


Darren could only grimace as he said, "That's, right, just a fictitious story."


Although very aware if it's just a fictional story, Karen still carried the storyline. "Ren, you're not gonna leave me like a jerk in that movie, are you?"


"Yes, no. Where are you going to try me?" reply Darren. He rubbed his face violently, throwing his face away while grumbling with a very small voice, "Who the hell is the director, wants me to giggle."


Darren is suddenly upset that the effects of the series make his wife and of course the wives of the people of Wakanda to be overthinking their husband. Karen wrapped her hands around Darren's waist, with her head attached to the man's sturdy arm. Darren, who had been upset, now stroked his wife's hair gently. Not only that, he also kissed Karen's forehead covered with bangs.


Karen tightened her arms even more as this was the first time Darren had kissed her forehead. Daren, who was still rubbing Karen's hair, accidentally turned her eyes to Karen's smooth thighs that were exposed. The lingerie that the woman wore was exposed to the top so that the cover of her triangle was a little peek. This made his manly instincts react naturally.


"Ren, are you really going to be teaching on campus?" Karen again showed her concern.


Darren did not answer. He let go of the woman's embrace, then turned to her back. The action of course makes Karen ternanap. He felt that Darren was avoiding the topic of talking about his ex-girlfriend. With a sad face, he could only stare at the man's back.


While Darren seemed to be forcing his eyes closed. It turns out that the reason he suddenly took off Karen's embrace was because his libido was increasingly thrashing to see his wife's smooth thighs. Not to mention, several times Karen's knee accidentally nudged "jail" which made her feel even more tormented. Because, he must be able to resist the desire that appears gradually on him because his wife is coming the moon.


The clockwork brings them to a new day. The darkness of the night had been snatched away by the morning sunlight that began to appear timidly. Still in the city of Jakarta, a city that has a long history and deviates a myriad of stories. Where the morning scenery is filled with crowded vehicles and machine-like life.


On campus, the students of economics fifth semester and above seemed excited by the presence of a new female lecturer. Who else if not Darren's ex-lover, Marsha Moza. Women graduated from S2 University of California, of course, attract attention because of its beautiful charming appearance, supported by its fashionable style. She is even more suited to being a model than a teacher.


Apparently, the presence of Marsha as a new lecturer has also reached the ears of third-semester students. Nadya approached Karen who was sitting on the stairs with her ears stuffed with earphones. As usual, Nadya the Queen of Kepo came with the warmest and most actual information about the campus.


"Kar, have you seen the new lecturer, haven't you?"


"What?!" shouted Karen who did not hear clearly Nadya's voice because she was enjoying the music with a loud volume.


Nadya opened the earphone attached to Karen's ear, then again said, "Have you seen the new lecturer, no? So pretty! I am the one who is envious. Tuh, senior brother guy who's upper semester on caper ma him."


Karen could immediately guess that what her best friend meant was Darren's ex-lover.


"Oh, that's it," he said lazily.


Karen's face changed instantly as Nadya juxtaposed Darren and Marsha. "They're not my business!" Karen immediately stood up with an annoyed look.


Right, half an hour ago, right when Marsha was just out teaching, she immediately chased after Darren who happened to pass by in the class she was in.


"Darren!" call Marsha while running after her.


Darren turned his head for a while without stopping walking. The man ignores her, though Marsha invites him to chat. The students who saw them walking together became angry. But not a few of those who think the two lecturers seem harmonious.


Darren entered the research room to continue his research. Through the glass window of the research room, he accidentally saw Karen walking alone in the campus field. He smiled and then took his phone. Suddenly, he asked his wife to have lunch outside. Because, as he remembered Karen did not have breakfast this morning because of the rush to campus.


Just about to call Karen, Marsha suddenly walked into the room.


"Oh, so you're busy doing new research?" the woman said while looking around the room.


"Keep knocking on the door first!" cetus Darren with a cold tone.


Marsha instead approached and held the man's arm. "Dar, can you accompany me to the coffee shop next to the campus? I heard it hit a lot."


"I'm sorry, Marsha I can't" Darren refused to politely shake Marsha's hand.


"Don't tell me you've changed your taste for drinks, you're not a coffee drinker anymore!" tangent Marsha while crossing. Her eyes were fixed on Darren's fingers, where she wasn't wearing her wedding ring.


"You see I'm busy, right! You know for yourself, don't you, I have a wife. If you want to go, just go alone, it's close," declined Darren who immediately save the phone back.


"So, you really did forget me, huh?" Marsha's words made Darren stunned for a moment. The woman took a breath, then again said, "haah ... Until this moment I still do not believe that you are really married. I still can't believe it, Dar! Even last night I thought you were just prank me!"


Darren lowered his head and said in a dark voice. "That's the truth. I am married. So, I had to limit myself to other women. Sorry ...."


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