SIN (Lecturer Dear)
Chapter 66: Who Did It?
Karen tore the paper stuck on the notice board, then threw it in the trash. He hurried away without paying any heed to the few juniors who were looking at him with a sharp look at the complex mother-style.
Vera soon caught up with Karen who was stepping fast. "Who is it, anyway, that? Really chicken!"
(N: chicken\=coward. It's an American slang word that likens cowardly people to chicken)
"Don't know. Fad the most," Karen replied as she continued walking.
"How can you relax gini? If I'm the one I'm looking for is someone who defames me!"
"It's not important that gossip is like that. The important thing is that you know my real life as well" Karen replied casually.
Karen headed for the lecturer's special parking lot. Apparently Darren had been waiting for him in the car. They plan to visit Nadya again after completing their course. Without him realizing it, someone photographed him secretly as he wandered around the cars of the economic lecturers lined up.
"Old kok?" ask Darren.
"Wait quiet first! If anyone sees me riding in the car you're gonna be bad!" It seems that Karen didn't complain to her husband about the gossip that had just hit her.
Darren started driving past some students who were passing by and then exited the campus gate. Fortunately, the man's car glass was dark so no one could see both.
Darren glanced at his wife who was silent and not as cheerful as usual.
"You why? Something's wrong?"
Karen shook her head while thinning her lips. Can not be denied, he thought a little about the poster on the notice board. Although still acting 'stay cool' in front of everyone including Vera.
"So, no problem?"
"What about my job?" Karen turned the subject over.
"Yes, no bad, but you can't say exactly too!"
"Maclums can't concentrate anymore, hihi."
"When can you focus on learning? You miss dinner too often. That's why you're less able to concentrate on learning."
"What does this have to do try!"
"Yes, when your stomach is empty for a few hours, blood sugar levels will drop dramatically. And that's what causes you to become less focused, irritable and often anxious."
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At the same time, Chalvin who was in his room suddenly got a phone call from the Hospital where Nadya was treated. Because he claimed to be Nadya's family, Chalvin was asked to pay the payment bill. Moreover, he chose public payments without insurance or BPJS dependents.
"Totalin aja, yes, Ma'am, let me transfer his repayment," pinta Chalvin.
"Sorry, if you can come directly here to sign the proof of payment. Patients have also returned today."
Chalvin let out a rough sigh while rubbing his face. "Okay, I'm going there."
"That's a hell of a deal, anyway!" muttered Chalvin was upset that he had to deal with things that were not his responsibility. He pressed the call button on his subordinates, asking for help representing him to pay off at the Hospital. However, considering Nadya's miscarriage may be due to the wine she offers, Chalvin chose to come directly there.
The distance of the hospital is not too far from the company office, making Chalvin first arrive there. The man went to the room where Nadya was treated with various fruits. There, he found Nadya packing alone.
Nadya flinched when the bag she was about to carry, was suddenly pulled by someone. When he turned his head, he was even more surprised to see Chalvin smiling faintly at him.
"Sir Chalvin!" nadya was surprised.
"Let me bring you. I'm sorry you didn't drink. I really don't know—"
"It's not wrong Brother Chalvin kok," cut Nadya while bowing deeply. Clearly, she was very embarrassed because she was caught pregnant by the man she was expecting.
Karen and Darren, who have just arrived at the Hospital, find the bed Nadya is supposed to have occupied empty. When they were about to ask the nurse, they instead met with Chalvin and Nadya who were taking care of the payment.
"Nad, how are you doing now?"
"Udah is better. The doctor told me to come check up next week." Nadya pulled Karen over, then whispered, "you didn't tell anyone about this?"
"Quiet down. No one knows."
"Can too. Sorry, but yesterday I couldn't join. It's been busy." Darren agreed to Chalvin's offer.
"Yuk, Nad, come!"
"No, Kar. I'm gonna take a break. The doctor told me to bed rest" Nadya refused.
"If that's what we'll bring," Karen bargained again.
"No need. I ordered a taxi. Thanks, yes, Kar. Thank you, Mr. Chalvin, Mr. Darren," said Nadya full of condolence.
After confirming Nadya's departure, they also glided to a Thai restaurant recommended by Chalvin. Various seafood dishes served with tomyam sauce became their lunch this time.
"It's the best Thai restaurant I've ever been to" Karen said.
"Well, if you're recommending, you ask me. My tongue is never wrong" Chalvin said.
Simultaneously, the three of them condensed a dish of squid that lived a piece. The two men relented by pulling their chopsticks back and letting a piece of the squid be taken away by Karen.
Karen's eyes widened followed by an open mouth and hands that wagged, so feel the spicy sensation of processed seafood. The two men reflexively gave their drinks to Karen.
Karen chose to sip her own drink. Darren took a grain of rice that stuck to the tip of Karen's lips and ate it. Instead Karen took a tissue and wiped Darren's lips. She also fed a piece of squid that she had bitten to her husband.
"Is that how it feels, anyway? If you see the cake the marriage is fun." Chalvin's voice suddenly dispersed the intimacy of the two.
"Well that's only 1% for the good.
"Ah, time?"
"Seriously!"
Darren then whispered softly, "99% really good!" he said while grinning.
"Can you!"
"If you want to know about married life do not ask us, ask the same person who has had a family of dozens to decades. Maybe you'll find a different answer" Darren said.
"Clarity for decades? What can my marriage last for that long," Karen said as she looked at her husband, "hopefully. I want to age with her."
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The rolling times and the changing days remind us that the world is getting older, scientists say. Unlike ordinary people who are busy thinking about their laundry that accumulates from day to day.
Karen opened the door when she heard the bell. In front of him right now was a woman around forty years old. Apparently, Karen's no stranger to that guy. Yes, she is one of the housekeepers who works at her house.
"Bi, Narti? What's up?" ask her while letting her in.
"Anu, Mba Karen. I was told by my mother to help Karen clean up the house and wash clothes" said Bi Narti.
Karen's breath was soft. He could already guess the hidden mission of Valen's mother who was about to hire the house assistant. Must want to spy on their Household, such as when he asked the neighbors of the previous apartment to ask his son's daily life.
"Okay, Bi, say it with my mom I've subscribed to the laundry shuttle. And to clean up the house, I can do it myself," Karen subtly refused. Because, from the beginning of the marriage, Darren did refuse to use the services of ART. The man was used to being independent without the help of others.
"If that's Mba Karen talking directly, yes, same mother. Let me believe."
"Yes, I'm calling."
After the departure of bi Narti, Karen also drove her own car to campus. Apparently, rumors about him being the mistress of one of the lecturers of economics are still spreading among students. Even more so with the evidence of the photo shots of the woman being around the lecturer parking lot. There is even an issue that blows if he can become a well-known product brand ambassador because of the help of the lecturer.
The rumor reached the ears of Feril and his friends. Feril jumped to read the article circulating on the official website of BEM economics.
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