SIN (Lecturer Dear)
Chapter 21: Arguing with Oma Belle (again)
After breakfast porridge, Karen prepared herself to go to campus. Incidentally, he had a lecture schedule at nine in the morning. Karen came out of the bathroom wearing a towel. When he was choosing the clothes he would wear to campus, suddenly the figure of Marsha again appeared in his mind. The lecturer who was Darren's ex-lover was a little disturbing his mind. The figure of Marsha is beautiful, smart and fashionable certainly makes students klepek-clepek.
Given that, Karen did not want to lose to him. Moreover, it is a natural trait of women always want to compete with other women. She chose clothes that were bolder than usual and wore a thicker makeup finish with red blushing lipstick.
Unlike Karen, it seems that Darren will fill the lecture day until night. The man was washing dirty dishes. The sound of a bell that sounded suddenly, made him have to stop his activities for a moment. When he opened the door, his eyes immediately caught the smile of Oma Belle who was as beautiful as the account balance earlier in the month.
"Omma? How did you get here in the morning?"
"There are special rules for ngunjungin your apartment," ketus Oma who now enters the apartment.
Coinciding with that, Karen walked out of the room while saying, "Who is da—" Karen's sentence stopped just like that as her eyes rubbed directly with Oma Belle.
Instead, Oma Belle seemed shocked by the appearance of her former granddaughter. How not, the clothes worn by Karen today is a tight blouse that is only a hip length with a low chest piece and combined with a mini skirt above the knee.
Oh, fuck me! Why the hell Oma always comes like Jailani eh jailangkung!
"Where are you going? How do you dress like that?" asked Oma with shocked eyes.
Darren turned around slowly and was also surprised by his wife's sexy appearance. While the look on Karen's face today is like a street vendor who was razed by satpol PP.
"You go to college, Oma," said Karen, trying to pull her shirt down to make it look a little longer.
"Huh? Not wrong to wear clothes less than gini?" ask Oma in wonder.
Karen remained silent. But make no mistake, his mind grumbled.
Yeah, not wrong! What's wrong is that Darren's wearing it. Can throw the entire campus.
"You want to go to college, do you even want clubbing?" cetus Oma shook his head, "remember, you see! You are now Darren's wife. You should be able to keep your husband's good name. Notar what his co-worker said on campus if he saw his wife dressed scantily as a gini!" connect Oma.
Oma's words still make Karen speech silent and cornered like a mouse. Not wrinkled at all.
"It turns out this shirt fits in your body too" said Darren suddenly.
Oma Belle and Karen turned their heads. As always, Darren has always been a part hero to Karen.
Darren then said to Oma Belle. "A few days ago I bought this dress for Karen, but only this morning it's been tried by Karen." He looked away at Karen, "Yes, no. The clothes were replaced first. Wear it later if we have a vacation to Bali."
"Ckckck .. You taught your wife that dress like that. Not at all reflecting the customs of the east." For a time Oma Belle shook her head.
Karen went into the room while grumbling and was immediately followed by Darren. The woman was sitting on the edge of the bed with a face that seemed to be about to fall to the ground.
"Oh, Oma you're that, yeah. Make sprains! You just don't complain I wear a gini shirt, why he's so julid. Should I go to college with a kebaya?" lamented Karen.
Darren sat down beside Karen quietly. He smiled faintly as he said, "It looks like the clothes are suitable for you to wear in front of me. Yeah, I didn't mean for you to change into another outfit. But .... If you still want to wear such kayak clothes, would not be spoiled the eyes of naughty men out there? As a husband, I honestly don't want my wife to be another man's point of view."
Karen was silent for a moment. Then he turned his head towards Darren who was also looking at him. "Yes, deh. I changed his clothes."
"Well, that's donk." Darren rubbed Karen's head gently. "Oh, yes, your tumben is wearing red lipstick like gini?" Darren looked at his wife's lips.
Karen poked her own lips. "Why? Nice, right?"
"Emmm. You look like a Disney actor."
"You mean I look like Snow White?" Karen's eyes sparkled brightly as her husband likened himself to the Disney cast.
"No. Just like her stepmother gave me an apple."
Karen's face darkened for a moment. He immediately picked up a wet tissue and wiped his red lipstick. Yes, Darren always had a clever way of making Karen obey him without any coercion.
Half an hour later, the apartment left only Oma Belle and Darren because Karen had left for campus. Oma Belle again touched on the matter of Darren who can not have children. He persuaded his grandson to do natural therapy. Of course, Darren immediately rejected the idea of his omen.
"You don't have any effort to have children? I can relax like this. Don't you just lie when you say you can't have children let Oma be the same grandfather no longer forced."
This time Darren was silent. Not denying or convincing. Because, he is not good at perpetuating a lie. Especially since saying that, there was a great guilt lingering within him.
"Oma, Karen is young. We were married and did not know each other. So let me be the same as him knowing each other's characters while cultivating a strong love in each of our hearts."
"Until when? Everyone if they are married that is the main goal, yes. You know, Oma deliberately choose you young women in the hope that she is fertile and can produce offspring. If you think so, what do you do Oma marry you!"
Oma Belle's remarks tested Darren's patience a little. "Oma, women in marriage are not a means to produce children! How many married couples suffer and have to endure the inner stress of thoughts like Oma that continue to be preserved in this country. Consider the purpose of marriage solely to preserve offspring and women are the means to make it happen."
"Udah began to teach Oma, yes, you are now. About the lecturer sokan telling the same parents who first tasted the salt acid of life," said Oma Belle no less fierce. Yes, the middle-aged woman represents the character of most parents who do not want to be taught because they feel more knowledgeable.
Darren only glared as he exhaled. It's free to argue, let alone give understanding to his omens. It is like uniting North and South Korea. The dream!
Darren doesn't want to have children. He considers parents to be the hardest profession that no school has. Being a parent means being ready for everything. Karen had said from the beginning that she did not want to have children in their household life. For Darren, each pair should have a common goals¹ they achieved together. Like planning to have children who of course need careful discussion and consideration.
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On a hot afternoon, Karen had just bought two bubble tea drinks. The plan, one bottle of bubble tea he will give to Darren.
"Darren's done not yet, is he?" Karen wondered while peering from the gap in the door of the faculty of economics.
From the crack of the door, she could see her husband examining her student's thesis. The man appeared to scold the students who were caught using thesis-making services and asked to revise their thesis totals.
Karen took her phone and sent a message to Darren's number. Ten minutes later, they met in the corridor leading to the warehouse.
"What did you call me here?" asked Darren with his head turned left and right with caution.
Karen handed over bubble tea stoberi variant. "This is for you. Let the spirit teach!"
Darren smiled obliquely then took it from Karen's hand. Afraid that anyone would see them, Karen hurried away without saying anything. However, Darren immediately held the woman's hand.
Karen looked back while throwing a look of wonder. "Why?"
"Thank you, huh? You are also passionate about learning. Don't play Mulu," said the man while pinning a warm smile.
Karen and Darren split in opposite directions. Karen mingles with her classmates again, while Darren heads to the research room. Once in the room, Darren is shocked that Marsha has been there.
"Why did you come here?" ask Darren flat.
"Are you the only one who can enter this room?" marsha replied relaxed. He was slightly startled when he saw Darren drinking strawberry-flavored bubble tea. At one time, the man who had been his lover did not like sweet drinks.
"Tumben you drink that kayak!"
Darren looked at the bottle he was holding, then chuckled, saying, "Oh, this is my wife who bought it."
Hearing Darren say the word "my wife", somehow Marsha's heart felt sad.
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footnote 🦶
Common goals: a discussion of planning two or more individuals to achieve a common goal.
author notes ⁇ ️
I watched Christian Sugiono's interview at that time, there was a question why the relationship he had with his partner could be as durable as it was, to spend half the time of his age. He continued to answer, because he and his wife had common goals, so it made them bond with each other. And me and my partner also apply that too gays.
Oh, yes, about Darren's age here, but I accidentally didn't mention yes. She is older than Karen. Well, let's not say anything later, so at the beginning of this story I made, I described the age of Darren was 37 years the same age as Jun, who is both titled professor. Uh it turns out the editor said aging. I said what about 30? he said it was still old. He told the revision to be the age of 25-26 years because he said Darren smart and rich. I think that lecturers aged 25-26 years with a professor's degree really don't feel in my brain. Okay if the background of this story in western yes, but it is in Indonesia. The youngest professor in Indonesia is 30 years old. I always try to make a story that makes logic. So, I've decided not to mention his age.it's up to you to assume Darren's what age.
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