LECTURER KARREN ADIBRATA
CHAPTER 77 (THERE IS MANTU)

“See the clothes you are wearing now! Didn't I remind you many times that I don't like to see you dressed like that.” Gibran said.

“See that short skirt, and also a shirt with two buttons open? What campus do you want to go to the bar, huh!?” ketus Gibran with his scornful gaze.

Karren tries as much as possible to hold back his emotions so as not to get ignited, this is what he does not like about Gibran, he is too regulate the way Karren dresses and always protests with whatever Karren wears.

At first Karren thought Gibran's possessive nature was adorable, but the more annoying it was to make Karren uncomfortable.

“I wear kayak gini clothes on my wish mas, you remember I once said that I would do whatever I want without caring about the reaction of others to me.” Karren.

“For so long no one has ever prohibited me from wearing clothes like this, including my parents so I beg you, please stop arranging how to dress me.” Further.

“I just remind you because you will soon be my responsibility.” Gibran.

“Lupain it! I think we don't fit, right said Darren if you're too right for me who is always wrong!” said Karren who ignited emotions even until his eyes glazed over.

“Karren you are saying what!” snarl Gibran a little hard.

Gibran's jaw hardened, with his clenched hands and his sharp gaze at Karren made Karren a little afraid.

Karren instantly averted his gaze, trying not to be intimidated by Gibran's sharp gaze.

“I want to go to class first.” Karren said without looking at Gibran.

For some reason Gibran's gaze was like that of a possessed man, and Gibran's room seemed like a space for execution.

“No I will allow before you button up your shirt!” gibran.

Karren, who was getting upset, dared to look back at Gibran with a sharp look.

“I won't button this shirt!” karren.

“Karren!”

“Please stop commenting on how I dress, you are a lecturer not a fashion stylist!” ketus Karren who tried to stand up and walk towards the door, but quickly Gibran grasped Karren's hand.

Karren, who was holding his hand, tried to let go, but instead of pulling him to the corner of the wall, Karren grimaced when he felt pain in his back.

At first Karren was very frightened, but he tried to look brave in front of Gibran who was currently in front of him.

“Tie Karren!” gibran said he ruled in a voice that was slow but filled with emphasis.

Gibran's face was currently only a few centimeters away from Karren's face, while Karren smiled as if he was going to challenge Gibran.

“Why don't you want my shirt?” asked Karren bravely.

“So you challenged me? You think I don't dare?” asked Gibran who returned Karren's slanted smile.

Hearing Gibran's words made Karren freeze, he could not believe that Gibran would be this brave.

Brak!! Suddenly, someone enters Gibran's room, allowing Gibran and Karren to reflexively turn to the door and see the perpetrator who opened the door.

“Astagfirullah! Gibran, Karren, what are you doing?” yulia shouted that made Gibran take his hand off the buttons of Karren's shirt.

Karren's body was currently cold hot, he was still shocked to the point of not being able to do anything other than stand upright with a stiff body like a statue.

“Ma, this.. not as mama thought.” Gibran said, trying to explain.

“You've come this far?” sahut Yulia who did not listen to her son's words, she just turned to Gibran and Karren in turn.

Karren shook his head, his mouth twitching can't make a sound.

“Karren you should say to aunt if you and Gibran have a special relationship, it's appropriate that he never wanted if aunty introduced with aunty, it turns out he already has a tether.” Yulia said as she looked at Karren gently.

Karren could only shake his head, for some reason his normally chatty mouth was speechless.

“Alright, because you have come so far then your marriage will be held as soon as possible, mama does not want if you do things before marriage!” yulia firmly while giving an intimidating look towards Gibran and Karren.

Karren glared, he did not agree with what Yulia said, but Gibran instead stood back, the desire to explain to his mother what happened just disappeared.

“T-tante, actually this is not..” Karren tried to make a sound but not finished his words Yulia had interrupted first.

“You rest easy Karren, in the near future our family will soon visit your parents' house to propose to you.” Yulia.

“But aunt.”

Yulia suddenly clasped Karren's hand gently making Karren's words cut off again.

“Tante does not want Gibran to take a chance on you when you are not married, you will be harmed dear.” explained Yulia gently.

Hearing Yulia's words made Karren distrustful, he could only hope that all that happened was a dream.

“Kalo gitu mama go first yes mama will talk about this to your papa and parents Karren.” Pamit Yulia then immediately out of Gibran's room.

“Tante, wait!” karren shouted that he was trying to stop Yulia and explain to her, but Yulia did not stop his steps.

Karren looked down sluggishly, he was afraid that the papi and his mother would throw him out of the house because of this misunderstanding, Karren would not be allowed to go to where his great-grandmother was.

Although abroad and life is good, but his great-grandmother was very chatty than her mama.

“Aaarrgghh this is all because of you mas!” ketus Karren while looking annoyed at Gibran who seemed to be mediocre.

Without Karren and Gibran knowing, Yulia was currently cheering happily, she walked towards her car with a big smile even occasionally she jumped up and down like a child.

At first he went to the campus to give lunch to Gibran because Yulia happened to be in the city, but it turns out he was getting a windfall.

The anger shown earlier was just acting, because Yulia wanted to have a daughter-in-law as soon as possible. Yulia knew that what she had just seen was a misunderstanding because Julia knew her son who would not do anything beyond bounds.

“Lalalala, cool can be ghost, can be mantu.” Yulia said with excitement.

Accidentally the view of Yulia who was happy was caught by the eyes of Sarah who was walking in the corridor while looking at the car park.

“Tante Yulia right? Why is aunt Yulia here?” murmured Sarah but she had no intention to go to him because Yulia had also gotten into her car.