SIN (Lecturer Dear)

SIN (Lecturer Dear)
Chapter 67: The Gossip



"Who dares slander Karen cave?!" exclaimed Feril who suddenly stood up after reading the slanted news.


His friend pulled him back to his seat and said, "Conscious, Bray, girls don't belong to you. You've been rejected nine times."


"Yes, there's real gossip. Here are many elite-style girls even though open BO or not so sugar baby," said his friend who has many piercings in the ear.


"So wonder what the cave doi rates. It's a friendly time in the cave pocket, "the gimbal's grin.


"Don't the lecturer in question, professor Darren!" guess another friend.


"Secapet eh agreed! The cave also thinks of that cake!" The dreadlocks chimed in.


"If according to the cave mah no. Darren is young, wedding ball. Why have a mistress? At least not the old lecturer's mistress." One of his friends gave a different opinion.


"Well, actor dong!"


Regardless of what his comrades said, Feril moved instead.


"Woi, Fer, where are you going?" ask friends.


"You yasinan. Doain you guys calm down, let's not be noisy!" grunts with a ketus tone. For some reason, his ears were also hot to hear the accusations of his friends about Karen.


On the other hand, Karen didn't expect someone to take her picture yesterday afternoon. He is worried because maybe soon people will find out about his relationship with Darren. Since his photos in the lecturer's parking lot circulated, he became anxious when he wanted to meet with Darren.


Karen took a breath as she glanced left and right before opening the library door. He walked towards the corner table which became his favorite place. Darren was already there. Until now, her husband did not know the gossip that circulated widely among students. He tried to improve his face before meeting the man.


"Why slow?" asked Darren without turning around. The man could already recognize Karen from the scent of the perfume she was wearing.


"Just finished eating."


Karen frowned looking at the pile of books on her desk. Because, the books are a type of classical literature, philosophy, culture, art and even psychology that has absolutely no relationship with the eyes of the lecturer.


"Now where someone's sitting, huh?" karen asked confused.


"Nothing" said Darren from behind the plywood bulkhead that blocked them, "the books I deliberately put there for you to read."


"Huh? Read all this?"


"Yes, that's your job today and the next two days. If you have a good reading comprehension, you are able to increase the level in each course."


"Ta–but the reading book is like this. What the hell is this, told to read prose 'emang what literary child. This is another philosophical reading!" karen Protest.


"Being a student does not mean you can not read books that are not his majors. Literary reading there are many standard vocabulary that helps you write essays and thesis. Phalosophy reading helps you analyze the lecture material. Art, culture and psychology readings help you facilitate public speaking. You want to be at your best level, right? From now on, read those kinds of books!"


Karen could only gulp down at the pile of thick books before her.


Karen leaned back in the chair while exhaling a rough breath. Thinking of bad gossip about him has caused a headache, let alone having to read thick books like this. Quietly long enough without any movement, he glanced back at the books.


I can't lose to anyone who falls on me! I can't be mentally weak just because of people's negative views! I can't give up until one day my marriage is revealed and they admit that I deserve Darren!


Unfortunately, as strong as Karen's determination, there are still stronger problems that hit her. Evidently, the skewed gossip about him still continued to blow in the following days. It's even becoming more so. He is now rumored to often spend the night at the lecturer's house. Even did pervert in the campus environment.


The rumor made its name increasingly popular among economics students in different majors. In student groups, he continued to be a gossip. Those who did not know him, looked curious and wondered at each other. Not a few also question the lecturer in question.


Karen sat in the corner of the class clasping her cell phone tightly. Visits to his Instagram account since yesterday, observed increased. Signs of several other students are many who are curious about his figure.


"Rather, Kar. Just a private Instagram!" sahut Vera was sitting by his side.


"can't. I BA Belleria products and also endorse some products. It can't be just a private account."


"Keep, sir Darren knows lo digosipin kek gini?"


Karen nodded with a gloomy look.


"You don't tell me, anyway? After all, the time of your status is still hidden as well? What if you suddenly get pregnant? Do you want digosipin pregnant first?"


Karen remained silent. Come to think of it, what Vera said has a point. If suddenly she becomes pregnant in the near future, won't it worsen people's guess about her?


"Ren, really do not you become a lecturer?" asked some of his classmates with a cynical look.


"Yes, no! How do you believe so much hoaks like that!" karen replied trying not to be affected by the bad news about him.


"Masa, anyway? But the value of your assignments lately is good in some courses. Don't be real anymore!" connect the others with the sentence of the defeated accusation fiercely.


"Yes, because I've been studying hard lately" Karen replied.


"Certainly, why were you caught on camera again in the lecturer's parking lot? You're not the final student chasing the lecturer, are you?" attack his other friend in a mocking tone.


Suddenly they are surprised by Feril's arrival in class. With a loud breath, the hedgehog-haired man said, "Kar, you calm down! Gua just asked BEM to take down the news not quality and find who sent the news!" He then spread his gaze around while pointing, "the horror, yes, anyone who mocked Karen, will face the same cave directly!"


This time, the action that Feril did without any mode and was not sponsored by anyone. He actually defended the woman from the unpleasant news circulating among the students.


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