MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER

MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 54'S


“Arkhan, exactly what is your intention to marry me? Didn't you initially balk when Mas Ismail asked you to marry me? And now suddenly you urge me to accept you as my husband. It's not because you want to save my life, is it? There's another reason I don't understand.”


“What is it necessary?”


“Yes. We will marry not based on the word love. We got married for different reasons.”


“Quite I know what reason I want to marry you.”


“Good. I'm not forcing you. The reason for a loveless marriage, of course, will not make you want to fully own me, right?”


“You mean?” Arkhan stared at Zalfa intensely. Zalfa's question was quite curious.


“Focus to fulfill your mission to marry me, we do not need to interact like a husband and wife. What matters is that we're married, that's enough for you, right?”


“You want to tell me not to touch you?”


“I don't think that's part of your mission, do you?”


Arkhan straightened his back while staring at Zalfa's face with focus. “Indeed not.”


“You don't mind, do you?”


“I'll think about it later.”


What kind of answer is that? Surely Zalfa felt sinful when he uttered the sentence, but he did not want to repeat the bitter experience that made him feel now a woman


“Within forty days, if I don't have your child, then we can split up.” Zalfa said.


“And if you're pregnant?”


“Nine months of your time as my husband. And about the compensation money you ever gave at that time, I will replace it in installments.”


“You no longer need to change the money,” said Arkhan. “If I become your husband, of course it will be paid off. Even your life is also my responsibility.”


Oh my goodness, Zalfa again felt sinful over that sentence. God, forgive Zalfa. The goal of marriage is not what you expect. How Zalfa would be able to accept Arkhan as her husband, the man had snatched away her future prematurely. He has not been able to accept the fact, plus his heart is still attached to the old love.


“You don't have to live me. You don't need to worry, I have a cafe that can be my livelihood. Our relationship is only limited to the status of husband and wife, nothing more. I will also repay my debt to you, this is my consequence as a woman who is a wife but not fully your wife.”


Arkhan looked up at Zalfa. It turned out that the woman before him was so stubborn, determined and strong-willed.


“Whatever.” Arkhan looks lazy to argue. The point is now, he should marry Zalfa as soon as possible, the matter of requirement that Zalfa posed was a back business.


Arkhan's gaze was now fixed on the keychain in Zalfa's bag. He saw a beautiful painting on a keychain measuring three times five centi meters in length covered with glass, a tree that looked like it was alive.


“That's a painting isn't it?” Arkhan pointed at the keychain with his chin.


“Ya.” Zalfa followed Arkhan's line of sight.


“Who made it?”


“I'm the painter.”


Arkhan was stunned to hear Zalfa's reply. Behind the innocence of a Zalfa, it turns out that the girl has extraordinary talent.


“Oh... I want you to teach Elijah to paint, he desperately needs a painting teacher.”


“Not a problem. I'll help Elijah as much as I can.”


“Hm. I'll tell him about your willingness to help him learn.”


“This just give it to him.” Zalfa removed the keychain from her bag and gave it to Arkhan.


“He will definitely be very happy.” Arkhan.


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