It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
89. (PoV Arendra) Shame

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"Basic lecturer to pa rat! You've been cheating on me, huh?"

The raw bogem from Gani first landed on my face. I managed to catch and hold his fist. He suddenly stopped before my step. Now it was my turn to retaliate by twisting the hand that had just broken my precious face.

"Now you're a hotshot. Dare to turn the facts around." I made him bend his knees to the back of his knees.

"Lu really don't have a brain? Where have you been until you don't know she's pregnant?"

"No way! I haven't been in touch with him for three months. You must be the one who impregnated him!"

"Have you accused me! In fact you're cheating on me with a phallus!" Some time in the same position, slowly his body that had been tense full of energy, felt saggy.

I took off the hand lock that I had held behind his body. The longer his body felt the more withered it supported itself holding on to the floor.

"Whose child did Reina have?" muttered.

"Still it!?" I try to hold back the anger. I guess only Nesya's husband who became a man does not know himself in this world. Turns out, Gani—dia who used to be my best friend— did the same thing to the woman I once loved.

"I'm sorry to him! If he's still forgiving, then you're still lucky!" I finally left the hospital. I need to get ready for college.

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In class, I felt pretty sleepy. So, I can only give the task of students to discuss accounting problems that generally occur.

"I have a business for a moment. Group discussion reports can be sent directly to me. This task can be gathered to the head of this class."

"Good, sir."

After that, I headed straight to the study. While in the corridor, there was Nesya who was staring long at me. He walked around hugging the lecture module which looked quite thick.

I gave him a code to come to the study. He looked in all directions and nodded. I walked first, so as not to be too the center of attention.

Arriving at the room, Nesya had not yet appeared. Heads are supported on both palms leaning on a swivel chair in the workspace. I closed my eyes, and it turned out that I was really asleep.

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The knock on the door woke me from sleep. My face immediately wiped, still sore because of the blow given by Gani earlier. My eyes caught something that wasn't there. On the table was canned coffee and an ointment-like box on a piece of paper.

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The knocking of the door made me realize. "Lake in!"

The door opened and the class leader I was staying in earlier came in to hand over the task I was given. "It's complete?"

"Already, sir." After I said thank you, he came out. So, I actually fell asleep for four SKS.

I took the canned coffee, and it turned out that underneath it was a letter, from Nesya.

What is the face of my father? Do not forget to use this aloe vera ointment. You look very tired. What happened last night? Do not forget the coffee is drunk so that the spirit increases.

^_^

Reading this message makes me regret having passed the meeting with a lover of heart. I immediately opened the phone to make a call. However, my call was rejected. Before long, a chat message came in.

[Wake up, sir? I have a lecture.]

I get a message from him right away. It's time for a break soon.

^^[Lunch with yuk?!]^^^

He also returned my message.

[No, I'm ashamed. Later be found out with others.]

^^[So you're ashamed to walk with me?]^^^

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Well, is that Nesya? In the spirit of 45 I rose to greet him. I open the door. "Specifically for you, there's no need to tap pin—" Turns out, not Nesya. But Dewi—anak Pak Suhandi, the head of Prodi.

"Goddess? Tumben you came here?" I peep left right, fortunately there is no Nesya.

"I want to talk to you, Mom."

"Oh yes ... Let's go in." I let him into the room, but he shook his head.

"I want to talk to you over lunch together. Problem ... hmmm ... We better talk outside."

"But I already have a lunch appointment" I said.

His face, which had fallen, began to rise. "Ooh, so?" His face was back down.

"Now I understand why you never responded to my message. All right, I'm leaving." He was moving in the wrong direction, and from the wrong direction Nesya who did not know he was standing since when.

The goddess turned the direction back, and left without turning her head to me in the least. Nesya walked over.

"Why is she crying? What are you doing?" his face was full of question marks. "Who is he?"

"not nobody. Don't you think about it! So you want to have lunch with me?"

He's nodding. "But, don't deket here huh? Find a place a little far away."

"Why go all the way? Time is wasted if we find another place."

"Ooh, yeah ... We eat alone."

"Don't you think Pinter is threatening?"

Nesya glanced left and right. "And I don't feel good about other students going the same way with their idol lecturers."

"You're overreacting. Yeah, we'll find somewhere else. Waita minute!" I went back in to get the car keys.

"Sir, I go first to the parking lot." Nesya peeked at me a little.

"Bareng ah!" He shook his head and waved his hand.

I can only get my hair straight and I don't know who to be upset with. For some reason, this increasingly clear status even made him more distant like this.

He's gone, and I'm out not forgetting to lock the door first. While locking the door, Mr. Suhandi grabbed the shoulder of his crying daughter walking over to me.

"Ekhem ...."

I'm like the one who was caught off guard by the father who hurt the princess. Fortunately, Nesya had left first. Otherwise, it will probably be— ah .. dizziness.

"I hear you have a new boyfriend, Rendra?" said Mr. Suhandi. Goddess, her daughter embraces the arms of the father shaking his head.

Am I wrong? It's not like I've never responded to the Goddess. Usually, if the woman is not too responded to, she will stay away by herself. We never sent each other messages again. Why is it suddenly like this?

"I don't have a lover, sir."

"Then why did you reject the Goddess' invitation?"

"Because I have an appointment for lunch with the future wife."

Mr. Suhandi sounded melengos fix his glasses. "You want to play with my daughter?"

"Sorry, Sir. I never intended to play with my daughter. In fact, we are not—" I stopped because the Dewi's neutrals have been glazed and ready to shed tears.

Finally, I bowed. Not because of guilt, but not strong to see a cry from a woman. "I apologize once again. Maybe we're not fools. There's a better man for you later."

I bowed, pleading with the boss and his daughter to catch up with Nesya immediately. I walked straight, without looking back. Apparently, there was Nesya standing there with teary eyes as well.

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Hay-Hay .. Thank you for stopping by my latest work yaa ... This time I want to invite all of you to stop by also at the work of my best friend who is upset by the storm.

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Title: Complicated Mission