Small Wife Teacher Killer

Part 4 - Official

"So, the point of my arrival with my son here is to ask for the blessing of Angel's parents, so that Angel can get married today with Ridwan".

The opening sentence of Mamah Alena made my parents look at each other, and then switch to look at me.

"You pregnant Zu? how long have you been hiding your pregnancy from Mamah?" my mom's eyes started to glaze over.

"Ga Mah, Azzu ga pregnant" I deny fast.

"Then why did Mbak Alena ask you to marry Nak Ridwan today" Mamah shook my body slowly.

I am confused what to answer, because I myself do not understand my position is wrong or really.

"As I said, this morning I caught them both sleeping one bed, so I want Ridwan to take responsibility as soon as possible. Whether they do relationships like husband and wife or not, but for me they still commit adultery. Therefore I want them to get married today" continued Mamah Alena.

"That's what Alena's mom said Zu?" this time Papah asked.

"Azzu also don't know Pah" I bowed my head because I didn't dare to look at them.

"Get to know what you mean. Try to answer clearly, is it true that you did not sleep in bed with Ridwan?" papah's voice is an octave.

"Be-bener Pah" the cave began to fear because Papah rarely raised his voice to his family.

Papah inhales as much air as possible, then exhales it roughly.

"Well then. I give my blessing to both of them. Please come back this afternoon with all the necessary files. I'll take care of the file here. And we will marry them after the dzuhur later" Papah broke up quickly.

Papah's words just like lightning on a clear morning. I'm going to marry a teacher who kills abis. Yes Allaah, just a grotto can be given patience.

After the deal was made, Mamah Alena resigned with Mr. Ridwan. They said they would come before the dzuhur so as not to mepet time. And my family also immediately prepared all the wedding needs today. Including the bride kebaya for me.

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Sah became a wife of Ridwan Alfiansyah, that is my status now. It can be explained how my heart is now. When I was just starting to deket same Brother Brian, suddenly I have to be the wife of killer teacher at my school.

In fact, physically Mr. Ridwan was very handsome. Clean white skin, height, firm posture. Although he did not have torn bread, but rich in his arm there are still muscles. So far, not bad is the look.

But still, I don't know him at all he's rich. Does he have a girlfriend, loved ones, or anything else. Hahhhhhh, I can only sigh deeply.

Chequelek

Deg deg deg

Mr. Ridwan just walked into my room. Honestly, it feels groggy and uncomfortable to be in a room together rich gini. But, since the moment the word legitimately heard earlier, he also has the right to be in this room and I can not protest. at a glance I glanced at him who immediately lay in my bed.

"I cape, please don't bother me and don't ask me too much".

Okkeh, I'm not the point. Just now I want it to be with him, ehh he was hunted to say so not nanya. Fix me going on.

"Yes, sir, I'm out first".

Sett, Mr. Ridwan is directly sitting on the bed.

"What did you call me?" ask her while looking at me sharply.

"P-Sir" answered me a little scared, did he take offense huh? confused me.

"Why do you call me Father? you think I'm your father?" Mr. Ridwan is rich with a bit of emotion.

"Denger yes, although we married because we had to, and I am older than you, but is it worth calling your husband Father? at least you have a better call than that" he protested.

"But you are my teacher. Yes, although not taught in my class, but it's my teacher's work" I explained to him.

I was surprised by Mr. Ridwan. What all day I did not say if I was one of the students where he taught. What Papah or Mamah I didn't tell him. I don't know, I don't know.

"Are you serious? you went to Budi Bangsa High School?" ask again.

"Yes sir, I'm class XI IPA".

"Astaghfirullahaladzim".

I saw Mr. Ridwan rubbing his face rough with a heavy sigh.

"Look, let no school or student know about this marriage. I don't want the whole school to know that I'm married to you" she asked, who didn't want to be rejected.

"Don't you want everyone to know you're married?" ask me to make sure.

I think Mr. Ridwan wants to hide his marital status. Turns out he just doesn't want people to know that he married a high school kid.

"Ohh, okkeh if that's sir".

"And listen, don't call me Father again. Call me Brother, Mas, Aa, Akang, or whatever you like. Origin not Father. Except at school.understand".

Mr. Ridwan talked at length to me.

"Well sir, ehh, Mas means" honestly, I'm embarrassed to say, because he's used to call him Mas.

"Jude, there you come out".

Why am I being kicked out. This is my room. But since I don't want to argue, I give.

"Yes yes, I'm out".

I also exited the room after previously squirming Mr. Ridwan back to sleep in my bed.

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This Monday I am not allowed to go to school. Because I have to pack all my stuff. Mr. Ridwan asked me to move with him to his house. Because I have become his wife, so Papah with Mamah I just ngijinin. So today I moved straight away.

"Everything important has been brought, baby?" Mom came into my room.

"Udah Mah, Azzu left a little shirt here, who knows someday Azzu will nginep here. Can you please Mah?" I said as I put my shirt in the suitcase.

"That's so dear dong" Mamah rubbed my head.

I turned back, and was shocked to see a rich Mom who wanted to cry like that. My reflexes immediately embraced him.

"Mom why? how crying?" ask me.

"You're just sad, didn't know you were going to get out of this house so soon" he replied in a raucous voice.

I let go of the embrace, and immediately breathed those tears that had come down.

"Azzu will move also deket Mah, later Azzu will certainly often play here" I try to make Mamah calm.

Mama just looked at me while still rubbing my cheeks.

"Inget, baby, now you're a wife. So, take care of your husband's self-esteem the way you take care of your own self-esteem" Mamah paused her talk.

"And try to change your appearance. Close your aurat. Because now more and more people are in charge of you".

I'm speechless. Because honestly I myself am not ready to wear a hijab.

"You know you're not ready yet, but try to wear a hijab as soon as possible baby" Mamah tucked my hair behind my ears.

"That's what Papah wants from you after you get married. But Papah did not dare to talk to you, because he was afraid you were angry with Papah. You know Papah can't be moored with you even if it's just for a little while".

I looked down at Mamah and Papah's request. But honestly, I still have doubts about wearing a hijab. Moreover, my behavior is still a lot ugly. I feel like I don't want to wear a hijab.

"Hijab is not only for those who are good men, but the obligation for all women who are already puberty. You have enough to burden Papah and your brother, so do not let you burden your husband too. Do you know, baby?".

As if Mamah understood with my turmoil, she immediately explained the obligation of the hijab. I lifted my face and looked at Mamah with a smile.

"Yes Mah, insyaallaah Azzu will learn to wear hijab".

My mother smiled at my words. And without me thinking, it turns out that my mom has already prepared a gift containing a robe and hijab for me.

"Replace your clothes with this, Mamah wait outside the same other" he said while handing over his card.

Mamah came out of my bedroom which is still in them looking at a gift from Mamah just now.

"Do I have to wear it now" my mind was worried.

tbc