Galak Lecturer's Wife
Meet my wife Infiera

Abhimanyu scratched the back of his head, looking confused by the information provided by his best friend, Gerald, if the author of Pena Rindu was his wife. The script that he had rejected for very illogical reasons seemed to be.

In fact, Abhimanyu had asked for a complete revision, so that the author adjusts his taste. Who would have thought that the author was Infiera.

How now did Abhimanyu have to face Infiera?

“What's up?” gerald asked Abhimanyu as he looked at how shocked, at once confused, the expression of the man before him was.

“Until you're surprised? Superficially, you didn't know your wife was a writer.”

“Not only that,” replied Abhimanyu, his gaze still pointing at the phone in his hand. “Gue even rejected this manuscript and gave no certainty for almost a month.”

“What?” Gerald was now surprised by Abhimanyu's words, but only for a few moments. He laughed at Abhimanyu. “Haha ... Bi, Bi, you're totally outrageous, yeah. Besides you don't know what the wife's own job is. Lo also refused it raw.”

Gerald was caught up with it. He held his stomach because he laughed. The staff who were there shook their heads because of Gerald, while stepping away his two superiors died.

“Be quiet!” abhimanyu exclaimed in annoyance as Gerald continued to laugh at him.

Slowly, Gerald stopped his laughter. He cleared his throat before speaking. “Bi.” Gerald patted Abhimanyu's upper hand. “To be honest, I don't know why you're hiding your marriage. I'm also not going to ask because that's your privacy. It's just, I want to tell you something. From now on, you have to talk a lot with Infiera. Do not let, because lack of communication like this your relationship is at stake.”

Abhimanyu just kept quiet and looked at Gerald.

“Lo even do not know your own wife profession what.” Gerald again patted Abhimanyu's hand twice as a form of concern. “Communication is the most important thing in a relationship.”

Abhimanyu's eyes narrowed, staring at Gerald. He looks like a guy who's shivering.

“What's with lo?”

“Gue horrified same lo. Though, not married.”

Gerald immediately understood Abhimanyu's words.

“Badness lo! Gini-gini I'm the best cupid in the world.”

“Dih, who is the person who wants to be betrothed to a rich singles lo?”

Abhimanyu turned around and stepped towards the room that would be used as an office in the cafe.

“Ck! If she knew that she had opened her wedding identity because of me!” grumbling Gerald, following Abhimanyu who was already nowhere to be seen in his sight.

As soon as he entered the room, Abhimanyu looked smilingly at the screen of his phone. He approached the man.

“Why are you smiling? Persambet?”

“Dih, My wife told me to pick up later at noon.”

Once again Gerald clucked in annoyance at Abhimanyu's tone which was blasting his affection with Infiera. He deliberately pressed the word wife to boast of himself.

Gerald chose to provide several maps containing reports from his staff for inspection. He received a call from someone.

Abhimanyu began to look focused with the report before him. He ignored Gerald who was talking to someone in his call. Long enough for Gerald to call, he approached Abhimanyu.

“Bi, anyone wants to talk to lo.”

Abhimanyu frowned. “Who?” abhimanyu asked frowning as he looked at Gerald.

“Take it!”

Abhimanyu received the phone and saw who contacted his friend. ‘Daddy’ says that name on its screen.

Although he did not understand, why Gerald's father wanted to talk to him. Abhimanyu continued to speak.

“Halo, assalamualaikum?”

Abhimanyu silently listened to the voice of the middle-aged man at the end of his call.

“True, Om, this is Abhimanyu.”

“Abimanyu, Om just wanted to ask for help. You're going home to Palembang, right?”

“I-iya, the plan is one more week I will go home. By the way, how do you know I'm going home?”

“Loh, of course from your father.”

“Om know my father?”

Abhimanyu still looks confused. How Gerald's father knew his father, he turned to his friend who now looks to be making coffee.

“How are you, anyway? Of course know. He's, right, a High School friend of Om.”

“Wait, if you may know. Whose name is this Om?”

“Duh, Abhimanyu, you forgot the same Om? This is Anthony, your father's friend, and father of Gerald.”

“Yes, who else? Does Gerald have another father?”

Abhimanyu was surprised by that. He does know his father's friend, but he doesn't know that Anthony's son is Gerald. They had never met accidentally. Abhimanyu also never asked, although he also heard that the son of his father's friend worked at the same campus. He doesn't know who it is.

A little embarrassed, Abhimanyu apologized for his ignorance. He spoke briefly to discuss Anthony's request.

“Yes already, then say hello to your parents. Also, talk to Gerald so he gets married. In fact, many times Om said that you were married. He still said that he was the same as Abhimanyu.”

“Good Om.” Abhimanyu answered Gerald's father's words, but his facial expression seemed to think. After finishing his call, Abhimanyu immediately approached Gerald.

“What's up?” ask Gerald while sipping his coffee.

“Say, you already know from the beginning, right, if I'm married?” ask Abhimanyu, introgate.

Gerald grimaced hearing that. Since her father said he wanted to talk to Abhimanyu. He knew that his friend would eventually find out about Gerald.

“Ah, brash!”

Abhimanyu placed the phone on the table and walked up to Gerald who immediately stepped wide out of the room, as he saw Abhimanyu's frightening face, like it was going to swallow him alive.

***

On campus, Infiera met with his friends. In addition, he also gave a report of his work to Adi, because his senior would give it to the dean.

Once all of his business on campus is done. Infiera rushed home. Abhimanyu said that he would pick her up, and they would have lunch outside today.

Infiera waited not far from the campus exit gate, as Abhimanyu ordered. While waiting, suddenly someone stood beside him and asked, “You are waiting for angkot?” tanyakanya.

Infiera turned his head when he heard a familiar voice. “Eh, Mom,” reply. That person was Almira, his lecturer.

Fiera looked confused to answer. “Sa-I wait for the pick up.”

Now, Infiera hopes that Abhimanyu does not arrive soon. “I-mom want to go home?”

“Iya, taxi my order.”

Fiera nodded in understanding. In his heart continued to pray, may the taxi that Almira ordered arrive soon.

“Say, you were yesterday to Malang, huh? Hows it? Exciting, yes?”

“I-iya, Mom. Pretty fun for me who first got involved in such a thing.”

“Definitely. I also if there is a time often join the community like that when in Palembang. Incidentally, Mr. Abhimanyu was also a part of the community.” Almira smiled widely as she said that, while Infiera's expression turned mellow.

Infiera only nodded smallly, without responding to Almira's words.

“I want to join the rich show so again. Unfortunately, there is no time now. In fact, some of our colleagues in Palembang often ngajak, but, yes so. Mr. Abhimanyu is also busy with the cooperation of his lecturers and also the affairs of his office.”

Unknowingly, Infiera clenched the hand that was beside her body. Almira even knew that Abhimanyu had other jobs besides a lecturer. And himself? Infiera knows nothing.

“Mother is very close, yes, same Mr Abi?” ask Infiera, trying to be as natural as possible.

“Yes, you could say we are very close. But...” Almira's expression changed slightly.

“But what, Bu?” ask Infiera. He was curious.

Before being able to answer Infiera's question, a white-colored car suddenly stopped a few meters from where the two were standing. It was Abhimanyu's car.

“Loh, it's Abhimanyu's car, right?”

Infiera turned her face towards Almira's gaze. Sure enough, Abhimanyu's car was parked not far from them. Suddenly, he felt his heart thump. It was not that he was afraid that his relationship with Abhimanyu was known to others. Instead, Infiera was nervous about Abhimanyu's reaction in front of Almira, who incidentally is his former lover. Will she recognize herself as a wife?

“Bi? Don't you have a schedule today?” almira asked first as Abhimanyu walked up to the two women. Abhimanyu's gaze locked onto the woman standing beside Almira. “You want to pick me up, yes?” he continued, asking in a seductive tone.

“I really want to pick up,” said Abhimanyu without taking his eyes off Infiera.

“Wah, it turns out to be real?” Almira sounded excited about it. While Infiera turned her face, cut off her gaze from Abhimanyu.

He felt a little disappointed by Abhimanyu's reply. Will her husband repeat the mistake he made when he took her to Bu Gina's wedding? He didn't want to hear anything and wanted to get out of there immediately, but before he left, Abhimanyu first said, “I mean, I want to pick up my wife.”

Without warning, Abhimanyu reached out his hand to Infiera and pulled the woman beside him. “Kenalin Al, she's Infiera, my wife,” Abhimanyu said again.

Almira who previously looked happy, her smile immediately disappeared. He looked at Abhimanyu in disbelief. Although he had been suspicious before, but he did not expect that Abhimanyu would say it directly like that.

***

...That's asking crazy to be patient, yeah. Tomorrow, we're going crazy up. Thank God, my condition can be invited to compromise for a lot of writing. Thank you for praying from you. Love You and happy reading....