SIN (Lecturer Dear)

Chapter 60: Karen Ngambek

The next day, the couple sat face to face at the dinner table. Darren frowned at the face of Karen who was frowning since waking up. How not, last night the man completely ignored him and just seriously watched the ball. Not to mention the still mysterious ring problem.

"You why? How did his face get that acid?" ask Darren astonished.

"No papa!"

"No papa, how dower's mouth is!"

Karen stood up. "I want to bring my own car" he said, rushing out of the house.

Once in the car, the woman hit the steering wheel. "Ih, make a lot of salty! I was dicuekin all night, kept the ring he hid again. Who is the ring for?"

Yes, this morning, Karen went back to check the ring she found yesterday. Unfortunately, the ring was not even in the pile of items that had not been cleaned. It's really weird, if the ring wasn't for her. Then for whom?

Karen's frustration got carried over to the campus. He keeps thinking about the mystery of the ring Darren bought. Wanted to ask directly, but was held back by prestige. Continuing to speculate instead made him think of a no-no.

Silently peeking inside the classroom, he suddenly flinched as Nadya and one of her friends came to surprise him from behind.

"But you're alone!" nadya who sat beside him.

"Kar, you're not saying that you are a brand ambassador of the latest Belleria lipstick products?! Very cool!" sahut his friend named Vera while pointing to Belleria's latest lipstick advertising post.

Karen was silent while holding back a smile. That means, all forms of Belleria lipstick ads that contain her have been launched.

"Well, high dong rates your endorse. In ... already a well-known product brand ambassador." Nadya looks happy.

"Should be dong. Yeah, no, Nad?" insist Vera.

"Yass!" nadya quickly.

(N: yass slang word from Yess word)

"Yes .. yes .. I'll say it. How about we hang out in the afternoon? It's on me," asked Karen.

(N: its on me\=aku the tract/payin)

"Can too! This is a cool double!" both are compact.

"Eh, uh, look, deh, here! I just took a picture of Mr. Darren back on the road. It's really cool, isn't it!" said Vera while showing Darren's photo today. Vera is one of the students who is crazy about her. He also frequently sends photos of Darren to their class WhatsApp group.

In the photo, the man wears a long-sleeved cameja that is rolled up to the elbow border combined with khaki brown denim pants. The stylish haircut undercut, adds a masculine impression on the man who graduated from the University of London.

"Where are you going, huh?" nadya asked while looking at the photo taken by Vera.

"Don't know. It's a real handsome, right? Make me soar!" vera replied while stroking her stomach.

"Conscious, woi! There are many rivals!" cetus Nadya's.

Karen could only flinch at the behavior of her friend who always imagined her husband. The sound of an incoming message notification distracts him for a moment. He opened a message from the chat application that turned out to be from Darren.

Darren: why not go to the perpus? Usually comes first.

Karen closed the chat app without replying to her husband's message. He was still upset and had no intention of coming there. But shortly afterwards, he was stunned. Doesn't he promise to study hard and target getting the highest IP? Moreover, Darren wants to spend time guiding him in the midst of busy teaching and making research.

"Eh, I'll go first, yeah!" Karen took her bag and left the class in a hurry to leave her two friends.

As soon as she entered the library, Karen could see Darren had been sitting in an ordinary place. The man really efficient his free time to check the composition of the thesis of his guidance students. He looked around for a moment, looking at Karen who was walking like a snail. To be honest, the woman was still upset and reluctant to meet him.

"A slow-moving person will miss one chance in his life!" satirize the man while doodling the thesis he examined.

Karen then walked quickly and sat down in front of the man as usual. His eyes were immediately fixed on a piece of paper inscribed with a message.

Just reading that simple sentence, a pink tinge instantly spread across his cheeks. What makes her happy is not because of sweet sentences full of seduction, but because of the sensitivity of her husband who understands her current mood without having to be explained.

Karen stared at her own fingers, muttering inwardly. "It could be the ring he bought for mommy, right? Who knows if his mother's birthday is."

Mood can affect a person's mind. The proof, Karen was finally able to think positively about the ring that her husband bought. He began to learn and do the tasks that Darren had provided.

This time, the man gave him an essay exercise from a business law course. The problems that are done are related to the law in business, engagements and agreements, and forms of business entities. As usual, they interact under the table.

Darren clucked as he shook his head to read the answers Karen had written. "This is your answer like a Junior High! Briefly, I didn't get the point!"

"Out .. don't know what else to answer!"

"Students can't have simple thoughts. If the student just thinks 'what is it?' Then the student should think 'why' to everything in this life and then see its essence and purpose."

Karen scratched her head. "Yes, here I fix it again."

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Not felt, time has reached the afternoon. Karen is wearing a scrub in preparation to hang out with Nadya and Vera. The three of them chatted to each other.

Nadya: pick me up dong, Ver.

Source: Ok, otw.

Karen: uh, you guys want to go there? Wait for me donk. Still out, here.

Vera: well, it's too late, lo! Yeah, I picked up Nadya. We'll go to your place, all of you pick you up together.

Karen's eyes bought for a moment. Because they certainly do not know that he does not live in his parents' house alias married.

Karen: uh, uh, I've moved in. I live alone in housing, no longer living in the same house.

Vera: Yes, no, here give me the address. Let's go there.

Nadya: huh? how could you not tell, anyway. I can often spend the night there!

Karen bites her lips as Nadya and Vera continue to urge her to give the home address.

"I'll tell you one time, yeah! Darren is not home. No papa, right, if they come here," Karen thought for a moment. He sent his home address, then immediately completed the extension.

About twenty minutes later, a car was parked in front of the garage. However, what came was not Nadya and Vera, but Darren who came home sooner. Finding the house unlocked, the man just walked in and waltzed straight into the room. He deliberately did not make a sound to surprise because rarely he could go home early.

The strong brown fragrance from the scrubs Karen was wearing filled the room. The sound of the water shower rattled from behind their bathroom, a sign that Karen was taking a bath. He picked up his wife's clothes scattered on the floor, then opened the kameja he was wearing today.

At the same time, Nadya and Vera had just arrived.

"This is not his house, is it?" Nadya rereads the address of the house Karen sent and matches it.

"Yes, there's Karen's car. Who's the other car, who's it got?"

"Have her mommy!"

After believing it was Karen's house, they got out of the car and went into the yard and pressed the bell. Shortly after, the door opened. However, the one standing before them, was not Karen but Darren who was only bare-chested. Suddenly, Nadya and Vera's eyes widened in shock followed by a mouth that gaped.

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