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Geck! Geck!

My teaching activities are cut. Suddenly, the school security knocked on the classroom door and called out to me.

"What's up, huh, sir?" my many.

"Sorry, someone wants to see you."

"Who?"

"Says Mom's husband. Now he's waiting for Mom in the security guard post."

Ilham? What was? Despite wondering, I quickly agreed and thanked Mr. Satpam who had conveyed the information to me. "Please tell my husband to wait a little while, yes, sir."

Mr. Satpam nodded and immediately excuse me, while I, I must leave the class first to the class leader so that he and his friends remain silent in the class while I go to the post security guard.

Arriving at the security guard post, how surprised I was that the one waiting for me there was not Mas Ilham. And on the contrary, it was the Imam who was there.

"Your path, Mas. You claim to be my husband?"

Irritated, I left there too. But, my steps were even held back by the pull from the hands of Mas Imam. He jolted me strongly towards him.

It's grim! Actually I don't want to cause a fuss in the least, but unfortunately, the actions of Mas Imam against me always make me stingy. Panic suddenly erupted in my mind and I was forced to scream for the security guard.

"Please kick this guy out, sir. He's not my husband."

"Don't do it, Bill. I want us to talk good."

"There's nothing more to discuss, Mom! Go you!"

I snapped my hand, and as usual, my imbalance with these heels got me bouncing myself.

In a quick motion, Mas Imam approached me who landed on the floor. "Sori, you're okay, aren't you, Bil?"

"Go...!"

"Chen, please. We'll talk good."

"Go...!"

"No, Bill. I'm not gonna-"

"Satpam Uncle! Don't just watch!"

"Eh, oh, sori, ma'am."

Opportunity. When Pak Satpam held Mas Imam, that was when I used the opportunity to leave the place.

While breathing, I who was standing in the toilet of the teacher room immediately contacted Mas Ilham, telling him about the incident just now. Big or small my problem, Mas Ilham must know. "I'm scared, Mom," I said. "He was so desperate to come here and claim to be my husband."

"Shhh... calm yourself down, dear. Anyway you're careful. I'll pick you up sooner so you don't wait longer. Anyway now you focus, keep teaching with professionals. Okay?"

But take it, that's what I have to do. I took a deep breath, then confirmed the words of Mas Ilham. I have to go back to class and do my duty.

But the disruption did not end. In class my mind grew chaotic because Mas Imam even contacted me via chat.

》 I'm still in front of the gate. I'm waiting for you, when. It's a good chance for us to leave. Please come with me. I promise happiness to us. We knit our dreams back, Bil. Come on, let's go now.

Oh my God.. How else do I deal with it? Is he stupid, or is he acting stupid? I want to block, yes free, he will definitely contact me with another number. But if I let it down, his presence in front of the school gate was very disturbing. I don't want him to wait for me until school hours are over and later he becomes the subject of the attention of one school that can finally cause gossip. I also did not want him to meet Mas Ilham when Mas Ilham picked me up later. So I decided to reply to his whatsapp message.

《 Go, Mas. I'm not going with you. Until anytime, never. I have sworn before God, I will cherish my husband, and also cherish our marriage. Please, forget me.

Two containers were sent, and immediately greened.

Astarghfirullah's. I practically realized my mistake. I shouldn't reply to whatsapp messages from other men without telling my husband first and asking his permission. No, I'm not obedient to my husband. But, after all, I promised Mas Ilham for things like this, I must ask him permission first. But again I accidentally broke the rules. I'll explain later, I thought.

》 Oath for what, Bill? Are you willing to sacrifice yourself in that match?

Hold it, Bill.

Ting!

》 Come, Bill. Right now there's a good chance for us to get out of here. I'm waiting for you here, when....

Gilaaaaa...!

The man could not be given any explanation.

《 Go. I'll never go with you. If you don't understand the husband and the marriage that I have to look after and respect, whatever! You can't want to believe that. Whatever you! But I will remain loyal to my husband and faithful to my marriage. As long as my husband is loyal and loving to me, I will take care of the integrity of my household - whatever happens between us. See? I love my husband very much. I didn't have to marry him at all. And I would never betray my husband just for the sake of going back to my past. Besides, I don't want to risk the good names of my parents. I don't want to lose my job either. So, please go, Mas. Don't sacrifice too many people just because of your obsession with me. You are blinded by love. You no longer love me sincerely. Realize, Mas, I'm someone's wife. I'm a married woman. Tolooooong.please very much, please do not bother me anymore. Understand, right? Wassalam´s.

Undeliverable. Conteng two and green, and, at once I turned off my phone. I wish he'd gone from the front gate. I really don't want him to meet Mas Ilham when Mas Ilham comes to pick me up later. Besides, I'm afraid he'll set up Mas Ilham again in a fight and eventually he'll report Mas Ilham again to the authorities on charges of maltreatment like yesterday.

It sucks!

Relax, When. Forget about this. Concentrated teaching. That's yourjob. Okay well?

Geck! Geck!

The guard knocked back on the classroom door.

"What's up, sir?"

"Sorry, there's a letter, ma'am. This, from-"

"Thank you," cut me up quickly after receiving a piece of paper from the hand of the Security Guard.

Lazy I heard the notice, let alone asked who it was from. Obviously I know who the sender is. And, my guess is right. Not misses at all: it's a letter from Mas Imam.

You hurt my heart, Bil. But it's okay. I'm translating. I will not be angry with you because I know that you too feel completely wrong with the current situation. But, I swear in the name of God, you are mine, and you will definitely return to me. Whatever and how I will take you back from him. I will take you away to make you happy. Wait me. I will definitely keep my promise to marry you. I love you so much, Salsabila.