BACKSTREET YUK, MR LECTURER!
Chapter 56 - Escape!

"It's all because of you! Kinan had the imagination to marry a lecturer because you were married to my son. If you don't, my son may not have the initiative to fall in love with Zaki. You useless woman!"

"If you're only after money, just look for sugar daddy. Not my son!" continued Marwah growled.

Khadija is heartbroken. It hurts more when everyone looks at him with a questioning look. Either they support Marwah's remarks or they don't care. Khadijah clearly did not accept it. He put away Marwah's hand to get out of her hair, and then she walked away. He could only hope that if Kinan was okay.

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Khadijah packed his things while Bik Sani was cleaning the kitchen. The woman left without a word. Bik Sani did not realize that Khadijah was carrying a large bag with him. After the woman was far enough away, Bik Sani came to Khadijah in his room. Unfortunately Khadija was not there.

"Madam," muttered the speechless Bik Sani as she looked at the wardrobe in front of her in a mess. One of Khadijah's clothes was left between the doors. His feelings began to be ungodly. He contacted Khoirul to report what he saw.

"Aren't you in the hospital, Bik?" ask Khoirul. He was heading to the hospital after his business was over.

"I didn't know the Madam was coming home for a moment, sir. I just found out when I went upstairs and Madam was gone. The clothes are also not there," explained Bik Sani.

On the other side, Khoirul let out a rude sigh, "If the Colonized go home, call me huh, Bik?"

"Yes, Sir."

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"Have you heard, Bik?" khoirul asked when he came home.

Bik Sani shook his head, "Not yet, Mister."

"I'm looking first. They have no destination except here. I'm sure he hasn't gone far" Khoirul said.

"Yes, Sir. Please find Madam until you meet, sir. Poor Madam."

Khoirul just nodded. He ran outside and got back in the car. When he was in the hospital, Marwah also did not say anything except about Kinan's condition. So Khoirul immediately went home to find out.

The housing complex that Khoirul and Khadija lived in was not very crowded so he had no trouble asking them where Khadija was or maybe the woman was passing them.

One of the neighbors claimed to have seen Khadijah carrying a large bag. "But I didn't ask where I was going because I thought I was going to the hospital, because I saw that there was an ambulance coming home."

"Where's it going outside the complex, ma'am?"

"really. Looks like a cab."

"Thank you, Mom. I tried to call again" Khoirul said. He drove his car back while calling Khadijah's number. Intentional or not but his call was not answered.

"Where are you, honey?"

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"Open your mouth!" pinta Marwah's. The woman had been feeding Kinan since a few minutes ago. His daughter was able to go home without having to stay in the hospital. Kinan obediently followed Marwah's orders.

"Mama, I want to talk!" said Khoirul who was struggling to come from the front. The man had just returned home after a day of searching for Khadijah. His thoughts continued to be on his parents who interacted with his wife this morning.

Marwah nonchalantly said, "Speak!"

"Mama had a fight with Khadijah this morning?"

"No," answered Marwah briefly, concisely and clearly.

Kinan who knew nothing was just listening.

"Jawab be honest, Ma! If you don't fight why can Khadija leave?"

"Aren't the Colored gone?" sahut Kinan was surprised.

Kinan did not heed Marwah's warning. He also wanted to know if Marwah was the cause of Khadijah escaping from home. Kinan's piercing gaze seemed to disturb Marwah. Moreover, Khoirul also did not want to move from there before the woman opened her mouth.

Marwah put the plate on the table with a loud bang. He looked at his children who were trying to revile him. "Are you aware? Just because of the foreign woman who suddenly became our family, you judge mama? Remember nine months more when you were pregnant? Then this is how you've been disobeying mama."

"Ma, don't switch the conversation. We just want to know what you said to Khadija" Khoirul said. He was not affected because Marwah had been selfish.

"What if my mom says something? Doesn't mean what you said made him run away, does it?" marwah said casually.

"So mama made Khadijah run away?"

"Mama didn't say that" elak Marwah.

"If I can't find Khadija, I'll never have a son named Khoirul again. I'm out of my mom's family!" threaten Khoirul, then he leaves.

"Bare you? Khoirul! Don't escape! How dare you threaten your mother? Remember you got here because of who? Mom, Khoirul! Mama!" hardik Marwah's.

Kinan let out a long sigh, "I'm also disappointed by my mother. If you can't find him, I'll be out of this family, too." The girl also fled leaving Marwah.

"Kinan! How dare you follow! KINAN!"

Marwah's breaking the table. Really Overly.

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"I'll try to find it in Jakarta, brother. Who knows, Kak Dijah went back there," said Kinan. She approached her brother in the room to express her opinion.

Khoirul was pondering. He breathed heavily. "No need. You're here first. Your condition is not good either. Let brother look for her." Those big, agile fingers pulled on his own head hair. Between confusion and not knowing where to go. Khoirul's head was suddenly empty.

"But, Brother?"

Khoirul exhaled a rough breath, "Rest! I don't want to argue."

Kinan was forced out of the room as Khoirul's mood worsened.

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Somewhere, in the same city but different.

Khadijah had already found a place to stay for a while. The woman was forced to take money from Khoirul's black card and promised to return it if she had a job. For now, he was only thinking of surviving. Either working part time or full time.

Inside the women's boarding house, Khadija put down her bag. He did not want to break the contents. He just wanted to sleep and rest his head.

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After spinning around looking for a place that would accept eternal students like her, Khadijah finally found one place. An office not far from the location. She was accepted as an office girl because she had no work experience.

Doesn't matter. Khadijah can accept any job. The woman checked her office girl uniform, then closed the locker. She was ready to face her first day without her husband.

Branch offices operating within the property seem to never sleep. Khadijah saw many people who were going to and fro busy carrying this file. Once upon a time Khadijah wanted to be one of them. Minimal managers. She must look charming in a suit.

Khadija broke his daydream. His sizable palms moved the mop tool in one consecutive direction. But when he was about to pull the device someone held him by his feet.

"Sorry can his leg be lifted?" ask Khadijah politely. Understand he's a new child, if he immediately rebukes he can be expelled without severance.

"Weed right?"

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