
"So you want to change, so that the woman you like can be with you?" ask Darren.
Feril plucked a finger. "Fright up, Prof! It's not wrong, is it, if we're motivated by someone?"
"Yes, it's not wrong! I'm just worried that you'll change your mind again if the person who motivated you might not want to be with you."
"That's the last time, Prof. Origin persistent and trying, surely the girl who was ogah-ogahan later will also be klepek-klepek."
Feril's statement that was so confident even more to make Darren jerked. It was strange that a student who liked his wife even came to him to ask for his guidance during the lecture period. Where one of the goals of the student wanted to change because he wanted to attract his own wife. However, wouldn't it be funnier if he refused the student's request just because of personal matters?
"So, how's Prof? What should I take care of?" tanya Feril saw Darren stunned for a few minutes.
Darren agreed and asked Feril to take care of the filing file for the change of PA lecturer.
"Don't forget to write down your life plan for the future."
"How about that let God just who ngatur Prof, how good. If I set it sometimes even more messy my life."
Darren snorted a rough breath. "Life is a choice."
"But I am golput, Prof! Go, Prof. My brain is already too bright because too much enlightenment here and there. Professor don't make my brain so glare."
Darren snorted again. It seems that he has to be patient with this one student. However, as an educator he was challenged to guide Feril in order to complete his college program.
In the afternoon, Darren, who had just returned home, found his wife sitting at the dresser combing her hair. Walking in slowly, Darren immediately embraced Karen's neck while leaning his chin on her shoulder.
"Well, guess what I brought you?" darren asked while hiding something from behind his back.
"Hhmm ... Take what, huh?" karen thought while stroking her husband's cheek.
Darren then showed me a box of desserts. "Tiramisu."
"Wuah, it just so happens that my mouth is bitter! Thanks ...." Karen kissed her husband's lips briefly.
Darren certainly knows the taste of his wife who likes sweet and legit dessert. Impatiently, Karen immediately opened the luxury box and took a typical Italian dessert placed in a glass jar. Unfortunately, only a spoonful entered his mouth, he already felt nauseous. It turns out that Karen's tongue does not match the taste of coffee that is too strong in the dessert.
"Don't like it!" Karen thrust the tiramisu at Darren with one hand closing her mouth.
"Why?" Darren tried a spoonful of tiramisu, "Enak kok. It's nonalcoholic."
"Yes, but I don't like it, make it nauseous." Karen kept her mouth shut.
"Keep, what would my baby eat?" Darren pulled both of Karen's cheeks in dismay.
"I want it to be so fast!" said the woman with her head up. "Oh, yes, Nadya is now managing her uncle's coffee shop, she keeps asking me to help her manage her shop. He has experience with that cake. Can, no? I've learned a lot about financial management from you, my dear if his knowledge is not practiced."
"Hum .. can be."
"More tomorrow will launch his coffee shop, the plan is that I will share Vera promo pamphlets on campus so that many are interested in coming to Nadya's place. Oh, yes, you also helped promote to lecturers dong!" pinta Karen with great enthusiasm.
"Darling, you're pregnant young. Don't be so tired!"
"When you're pregnant, can't do anything?" Karen showed her pouting face in the mirror reflection.
"The doctor said the first three months were very vulnerable. You have to be careful not to get tired. Moreover, your gestational age is only five weeks."
"But I don't want to be a pregnant woman who can only lie weakly on the bed."
Darren turned the chair Karen had occupied to turn towards her. He crouched down in front of the woman while holding both hands.
The man's gaze then turned to his wife's stomach. "Udah can't wait to see you grow big in the stomach of mama," he said while gently stroking Karen's stomach is still flat.
Just as the two were making out, there was a knock from the door of their room. Darren stood up to look at the figure out there. Apparently it was Oma Belle who came up with a springy face while carrying a few pieces of women's clothing.
"Karen, take a look at this ... Oma buy you a negligee to wear on days. This is sultan's negligee, not just any negligee." Oma Belle shows one by one batik patterned negligee and flowers with striking colors.
"Duh, Oma ... Karen doesn't usually wear negligee. It looks like it makes you look like a real mom!" reject Karen spontaneously. As a young woman who is slang, it is only natural that she does not like to wear the mainstay clothes of most mothers.
"Huh? You will become a mother, not a model or flight attendant! Lagian Oma observe your daily clothes on tight-tight. Is not crowded if later your stomach is distended," said Oma while pairing to Karen's body one of the part of the negligee she carried.
Looking at his wife's gloomy face, Darren said, "You wear what a beautiful dress. Oma actually, wearing a negligee feels more comfortable than a T-shirt. It's not used out either."
"Oh, yes, Oma almost forgot. Oma also buy you clothes that are suitable for wearing outside. Especially if you're slipping." Oma Belle then showed some of the fashion models of the canal just like the legs with a classic model. "Where ... is beautiful, right? Simple, elegant and closed."
"What's so pretty? I was told to wear this shirt!" karen's scolding in my heart. His face looks resigned even though his heart is increasingly rebellious because the more here, Oma Belle more manage his life.
Unbelievably, the new semester that has been anticipated has come. Entering the beginning of the lecture students seemed excited to come to the campus. Especially for new students. This opportunity used Nadya for the opening of his coffee shop as well as promoting as the introduction of drinks offered.
Karen and Vera volunteered to help him with the promotion. Standing in front of the faculty building, the two handed out drink brochures to each passing student. At the same time, Feril and the Mahdi came up with their distinctive campus thug style.
"Sister Feril, stop by Nadya dong's coffee shop! There's a drink promo buy one free one," bargained Karen while handing out brochures to Feril and his friends.
"This is Nadya Farel's ex?" asked Feril in disbelief.
Karen nodded. "Come and enliven, yes, Kak launchingnya. There are several non-coffee drinks available just as the food hits the present as well."
"There's no selling steik Wahyu?" ask Gimbal.
"Ageo, Ngab. Wagy!" Jamet.
"Lo festival find steik wagyu. Buy a slob in the shop next door to you on the debt," Vera said in a mocking tone.
"Eh, despite being able to afford wagyu steak, not cave tastes either. As long as you know we tuh everyday eating rendang, curry, chicken soto, tongseng, yes .. even in the form of instant noodles, anyway!" balas Gimbal.
"We don't sell heavy food. Here there are only a variety of snacks with economic prices, sister," explained Karen.
"Don't mind him, Ren. Outpatient RSJ patient is so if you like to digress!" said Feril smiling while taking a drink promo brochure from Karen's hand. "Quiet down. The cave will buy all the drinks that are there!"
"Seriously you, Ril? Didn't you just say bokek?" Feril immediately silenced the mouth of one of his friends. Two months did not meet, in fact he was more fascinated with Karen who incidentally has become the wife of her PA lecturer.
Darren, who had just walked out of the faculty building, accidentally saw Feril and Karen face each other. Seeing his wife being approached by his students, of course Darren immediately reacted angrily.
"Ferrill!" call him while walking towards them.
"Yes, Prof!" feril answered quickly.
"You've been waiting for the consul of the course to not come?"
"When did the professor tell you that?" asked Feril bengong.
Darren shook his head while clucking. "I'm waiting in the room now!" he said turn around and leave. However, after a few steps, he turned back and still saw Feril standing still while continuing to look at Karen. "Feril, why is it still there?" reproof returned.
"Yes, Prof. Just go there!" said Feril who then nagged with a small tone of voice. "Now, the lecturer is very fussy!"