Beautiful Lecturer Belongs to the President
Chapter 68

Kia Pov's

I'm salvaged. Why did he suddenly say such a ridiculous thing? Fortunately my eyes were quite observant, I could see the taxi approaching. If only, if only a little. Maybe I could die on the spot.

“Pak, to the road .. yes,” I said to a middle-aged man driving.

“Good, Miss.”

It's been almost two years. In the end destiny and time both pushed me to go in there again. The house that became foreign, so foreign that I no longer even recognized it.

It reminds me of what happened three years ago.

Ah ... how ironic.

“I don't hold a lot of cash. It's a hundred bucks. Save first just in case.”

The words suddenly flashed, right amidst the turmoil of memories about the past. Made me reach into my coat pocket and pick up some ten-dollar bills.

He was so kind and understanding. All this time, it even gave me some good things. It's just, I'm still a coward when dealing with love, afraid to repeat it again. Heartbroken, abandoned, and wounded. Love is sometimes not as cliched as it seems.

But ... What's wrong with starting again?

In the end, they got married, too, right? It's impossible to get old myself, but first, I have to find Jenny's father first.

“Nona, it's up.”

The words of the driver disperse all the daydreams and planning that I have been shaken. Netra my eyes were immediately fixed on a house that was not so magnificent nor too simple.

“This, Sir. Thank you,” I said when I offered two ten-dollar bills.

My feet are still moving forward, after the taxi I ride goes. It was like being stuck and stuck there. It's very difficult to move forward. At the end, the door of the house opened. A young man from me came out.

“Oh ... Ma, Pa, Sakia come ..” The man's words are still so rude, even very rude compared to two years ago.

A middle-aged woman of half a century, came out from there and lightly hit the man's shoulder. “Sopan with your sister!” The words that came out of her mouth were so sweet. I think it's more like a compliment, not an order.

Seeing them act like it makes me feel good, I want to take Jenny and take her away.

“Why stay there? Logging in! It's cold outside!” rough shouting.

Want to not want, finally also had to go inside.

“How are you? Never told you, suddenly tell pick up Jenny.”

Never been? Hmh!

“My door was in trouble, yesterday was sudden. I still have class, Aunt Yu can't take care of it any longer.”

My net was immediately on a man older than Mama, five years old. Sitting casually with a cup that doesn't know what it's in. Enjoy the show on television casually, as if there is no burden of life.

“Jenny, where?” my many.

“Newly sleeping. She grew up to be a sweet girl huh, just like you.” Mama showed me her sweet smile. “Sit down first, mom make your favorite tea and snacks.”

“Iya.”

I took off the scarf and immediately threw myself on the sofa. Just sat down to put a pan-tat. Suddenly someone made a scathing comment.

“You, have a child instead of being taken care of even in the titipin to people.”

Words are like an arrow released, darting just through the heart and firmly. Without eyes, without feeling, just like what he said.

He, the man who married mom after a few months parted with papa. Taking a boy with her, living comfortably in a house that used to be a silent witness to the journey of two of my parents.

“You talk like this, not wrong?”

“Wrong? Where's mischief? Have a child should be guarded, not tipped there titip here.”

This is the guy, if you say there's a brake? Just the same gas pedal clutch? The new nabrak is gone, huh!

“People who bother ya gini, can comment at will without glazing.”

I glanced at him, deliberately wanting to know his facial expression when I mentioned about him being idle and relying only on his salary as a teacher.

“Ka-you!!” His tone rose, and his expression was .... Huh! I'm content.

“Already.” Mama comes to be the referee in the moment of exclamation. “This mama make your favorite sweet bakcang.” Mama put the bagang that still looks smoke on the table.

“It so happens that you come, mom and dad want to discuss important things.”

...Lady Shen...

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Screaming used to be the same as his father neng Kia.

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