The Lecturer Jadul is my husband

DJIS 66'S

"Why do you do that? You know it's not a risk if Rama finds out that I'm in charge, Lo bego or what the hell?" The tall man with a face full of anger.

The salem-veiled girl was simply speechless with both of her handbooks tightly clenched. In his heart he actually cursed the brash man in front of him with various names.

"It's still a good thing I'm not fooling around. I told you from the beginning, don't rush to send packages to Karin. Our initial plan is only to misahin them with misunderstanding the useless because of the bouquet of flowers. Not even Neror Karin with a useless photo that Lo sent it. Especially when it comes to my parents' house. You know, my mother has been living with Rama because of my mistakes. And now you're making trouble like this. If Rama finds out, my mother wants to live where if I'm in prison you know I'm a fugitive?" Jerk the man to make the girl in front of him tiptoe for fear of his death.

"Maa.sorry." That's the only word he can say.

"Huh, hell, get Lo out of here instead of me working on Lo abis-out. Go!" Shake it up once more.

Without a second thought, the salem-veiled girl came out of the creepy old hut in fear. Since it was already night, he walked carefully so as not to arouse suspicion of passers-by. He walked out of the back door towards the towering tall bushes and passed through it without any fear at all.

Arriving at a high old wall fence he settles to see the situation around so as not to arouse suspicion of people who pass through the rocky road right in front of the old house which is said to be haunted that's.

When the situation is in a sense of security, he walks casually while carrying a bag that he hid behind a fence covered with weeds. The rocky road he went through without any fear at all even though around there were only a few houses that were also uninhabited and surrounded by a soft yard like a wilderness.

"Just come home neng?" Sapa aibu who passed her by in a two-wheeled vehicle.

"Yes ma'am, I didn't bring a motorbike to walk home." Answer the girl politely

"Let's take mom, all of you want to go to my son's house again there is yasinan. Not good for women on their own let alone this lonely street no one, many empty haunted houses." Said the mother offering a ride.

"Yes ma'am, it just so happens that I'm tired of walking from school too."

"Yes the hunt is up."

The girl climbed on the motorbike with a satisfied smile and felt helped. His hesitation was still remembered a few minutes ago when the man yelled at him all out.

Right now all he felt was a deep hatred for an unrequited taste, he said, or maybe more precisely just himself who feels without being able to process the taste well to bear the hatred of the figure he considers guilty to him.

The call from the mother who hugged him made his long daydream while sitting on the two wheels.

"Udah until yes ma'am, sorry I was sleepy so less aware if it has arrived at home." He said politely as he came down from the top of the piggy bank.

The girl walked into the house without caring about her mother who was cooking food for sale tomorrow morning. Without greeting and greeting his mother he went straight into the room.

A picture frame was displayed on the nightstand he grabbed violently and threw it into the trash.

"What kind of friend has dared to take the man I love. I hate you Karin." Bump it in the heart with a nyalang gaze towards the picture frame.

While in a corner of the room with minimal light, the man in his 25s was sitting listless after hearing reports from his men a while ago.

"Gue fell in love with Lo from the first sight, but I realize now I have no right to have Lo, I realize that Lo happiness is not the same as me. I am intent on making Lo separate from Rama but now I know that Lo can not live without Rama. I'm sorry Ram has made your life difficult all this time because of my actions. You must be ashamed to have a child like me who has hurt a lot of people." Say it in the heart.

For years he ran away from the police because of the accident that befell his brother and embezzlement of the company where he worked first. Now after many years passed his life did not feel calm even after the accident case was closed by the police and determined he became a suspect fugitive police.

Life moves from one place to another, hiding from the police or people around him that he considers dangerous. Until he decided to disguise as a porters only to fill his stomach even though not every day. Luckily there was still one kind person who wanted to help him and become friends even though he knew he was a fugitive.

Ridho, who he knew a few months ago while delivering building materials to the young boy's parents' house. From there they get to know each other, because Ridho is a good type and humanist makes the man in his 25s feel comfortable and make new friends.

His phone rang, a call came in from his man.

"What news is it?" Ask.

"Target's been in the boss trap, this has to be executed now?" Ask the baritone voice from across.

"Leave it first, just take it to your base. I'll be there tomorrow morning. If they still don't want to confess don't give them food until your ransom is received."

"Good boss."

"The last time I took an innocent man hostage for a ransom for an abandoned child. I forgive your son for always making you hard and ashamed." Speak heart.

The hour hand already showed ten o'clock at night. If he used to go out looking for victims, then this time he chose to stay in the old house until the next morning.