SIN (Lecturer Dear)
Chapter 69: The Threat Message
From class, Karen went to the library. The woman read the books her husband had recommended while waiting for her next course. His favorite corner with Darren became the safest place for him right now. Where he does not need to hear negative talk and also a cynical look directed at him.
Suddenly some students came closer to his desk row and sat in the row facing him. Apparently, they are Darren's guidance students who just finished consulting in the lecturer's room. Their presence makes the corner of the space rarely occupied by visitors becomes noisy instantly.
"It is very fortunate Mr. Darren who became our guidance counselor. Not too difficult to find, it does not need to be formal if faced again," said one of the students.
Hearing the name of Darren called, Karen who had been disturbed, now even deliberately eavesdropped on their chat.
"Eh, uh, but I agree the same way Mr. Ribet. Mr. Darren fits really well with the new lecturer. What's his name, anyway?" chirp the student sitting in the place Darren used to sit.
"Mr Marsha. He graduated from LN too, right? Keep them kayaking close, don't they, anyway?" talk to his other friend.
Hearing the student match Darren with Marsha, suddenly makes Karen's ears heat up. His hands quickly opened sheet by sheet of books without anyone reading.
"If I see, anyway, Miss Marsha is caper. Mr. Darren is normal!" added his next friend.
A thin snail now rose on Karen's lips hearing a different response that had just been thrown. She also believes her husband has no feelings for Marsha and if close only limited to work.
One of them changed the subject. "Eh, uh, have you heard rumors about this chick?" ask her while showing her Instagram account with one million followers.
"It's third semester, right?" guess the other one.
Karen's heart was suddenly struck. For some reason, he suggested that what they were talking about was him.
"Yes. There is a spill if he was the baby sugar of one of our lecturers. Then, they said they had a house to use at that meeting."
"Huh? Whose lecturer, anyway? Mr. Ribet? Mr Danu? Gitit Sir? Mr Ahmad?" guess them again by mentioning all the male lecturers in the economics faculty, except the name Darren.
Goddamnit! Why did they even accuse me of being an old lecturer's mistress! What am I a actor?
Karen finally mutukkan out of the library despite having to walk slack like a thief. Just getting relieved, his phone suddenly rang a notification of an incoming message from an unfamiliar number.
"Lo would be more embarrassed than this. Be prepared!" This is how the message he just read.
Karen's eyeballs widened instantly. His head rotated left and right reflexively. He felt his movements like someone was watching. It's weird! What is this guy's motive? Why continue to vilify him? He was never hostile to anyone.
Karen tried to ignore the threatening message and tried to stay upbeat as usual.
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The turn of time was so fast that it did not even feel like night had arrived. Karen sleeps lazing on the couch while watching funny videos that mill around her FYP instagram. Wishing her restless heart a little entertainment. Unfortunately, instead of being entertained, it gets even more annoying.
Looking at the wall clock, it did not feel like he had spent an hour with such a worthless activity. Darren hasn't returned to work yet. Lonely, she sent a message to her husband.
Karen, you're still busy, huh?
Not for a minute, Darren immediately sent a reply.
Darren is again on the road to home. What do you want to buy, huh?
Karen who was not excited, immediately sat down straight as soon as reading Darren's reply. He hurriedly typed a reply.
"I want to buy pizza ...." Karen's fingers stopped for a moment, then she wiped the key again. He thought, if you tell Darren to buy something, it will only make the man go home longer. She missed her husband very much.
Karen, I ate it. Don't buy anything. Come home quickly I am happy.
Reading the reply, Karen then walked to the living room. As soon as the door of the house opened, he gasped to find Darren standing in front of him while showing him a box of pizza he was carrying.
"Kok you know I want to eat pizza?"
"You said last night you wanted to eat pizza!"
Darren put the pizza on the dining table, then opened the cameja he was wearing. Just as the cameja was detached from her body, Karen immediately hugged from behind.
"Why not eat pizza? It's cold again!"
Karen's getting a bigger hug. His powerful behavior that stuck like a lizard on the man's back, made Darren difficult to walk.
"Darling, I want to rest for a while. Tired, nih," Darren pinta when they have entered the room.
"It's too busy, huh?"
"Yes. Want to do some research publication this week," Darren replied with a face that had been stuck to the pillow, "what are you? Any trouble on campus?" askalanya.
"Nothing. Everything is fine" answered Karen. He understands Darren's work. Therefore, he did not want to increase the burden by also dividing the problems and terror he was facing.
Karen released a pair of her hands that were fully circular at Darren's waist. The man immediately turned to briefly kiss his wife's forehead, then lay down his body into the bed in the face down position accompanied by the sound of fatigue.
Karen took off the sock that was still attached to her husband's leg, then went up to the bed. She sat on her husband's buttocks, then started doing small massages.
This unusual action certainly made Darren stunned as well as astonished. He looked back and took the tiny hand from his back.
"No need! Bobo's beside me."
"Once in a while the husband's incandescent is not papa, right?"
"You want something? Say it!"
Karren. "Just want to let you know."
Instead of asking for something like the man thought, he was just looking for calm and comfort. Where he could only feel when he was with Darren.
Unexpectedly, Darren turned around quickly so as to position Karen's body above her flat stomach.
"Do you want to be tempted or seduced?" terka the man was accompanied by a deadly charming look.
"Emang if tempted to effect, is it? Tired too, right?" reply Karen snorted.
Karen gasped even more because Darren made a spontaneous wake-up movement so that he again changed his position to sit on the lap of the man.
"My energy for you is always there" said Darren, slipping Karen's hair behind her ear, "so where do you want to start teasing me, huh?" ask her while smiling sideways.
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