My Ex-husband Lecturer
Chapter 47 Still Attention

“Ran? When to get down? Want to stay here?”, asked Rian who is still waiting for Kirana to get off before returning to drive his car home.

Instead of opening the car door, Kirana instead lowered her bag back and turned her body. His hands immediately tried to open Rian's shirt. The man who had not expected this kind of action to come from a Kirana was instantly bewildered.

“Eh.. You mo why, Ran?”, asked Rian puzzled while trying to lower Kirana's hand and wander around worried that someone was looking.

The danger is also if for example there are security guards or housing people who see them.

“This what? Rian Abis actually did it? Why are there bruises like this? I thought it was a little, but here's a look! Can get here.”, said Kirana while pointing at the area she saw there was a bruise and has started to imprint.

Rian was silent and no longer tried to let go of Kirana's hand because he knew what the girl meant.

“What cares about you. We have no relationship - what. Don't misunderstand me. I nganterin you because it is now at this hour and you can not take a taxi from that place to home.”, Rian's tone began to cool.

Kirana immediately raised a sharp eye to him. Upset at being pushed out by the man. Even the divorce. Wasn't that man trying to push Kirana out of her life.

“So much do you hate Rian's sister like me? That's how you don't like it? It's up to Rian to take me what. I'm asking you to wait here. I bought medicine first.”, said Kirana left her bag and got out of the car.

Not far from there, there is a home pharmacy. Kirana remembered very well because several times she had to buy her mother vitamins.

‘Why is he so rich? What am I mo why? Very GR. I just want to talk to him. What care you? What is our relationship - what? Huh.’, along the way Kirana nags - nagging mimics Rian's style of speech.

‘I should have stayed in Raka's apartment just so she was jealous. Hiks. but he's jealous. Don't - don't really - have another girl. But the other day to his house there was no. Keep the photo on display is also still a wedding photo of me with him.’, Kirana's mood is like a roller coaster. Sometimes up and sometimes down.

‘Such stupid. The picture guy was put in the back of it. At least he's missing. It could be that the girl was even invited to the apartment and not to the house.’, again - again, Kirana speculated for herself.

“Excuse me, mba. Is there a cure for bruising - is that bruising? The compress too. But someone selling ice cubes ga mba around here?”, asked Kirana confused.

“Oh, do not want to be used at home?”, asked the attendant who was in the store.

“Ehm.. Belom until home.”, Kirana said answer as usual.

The officer was confused. Though he remembered very well that Kirana's house was around here.

“Ya. In the fridge there is ice. It only takes ¾ right?”, asked the officer.

Kirana nodded. Seems like. I don't know when the bruises were there. Kirana did not know whether her bruises could still be compressed or not. But, seeing that the color was not too dark yet, it seemed like the man had just obtained it.

‘Partially he did anyway, until it could be bruised - so bruised? Oh? THE KDRT? Ah no I mean, does her boyfriend like to hit it?’, while the officer picks up ice cubes, Kirana continues to simulate various possibilities in her head.

“Ohiya, the same painkiller there is also ga mba? Who can make a good sleep?”, Kirana immediately asked questions when she saw the officer finally returned.

The officer helped put the ice cubes into the compress.

“This mba.”

“How much is the total?”, asked Kirana.

“150thousand, mba.”, he replied.

Kirana offered her debit card because she did not bring any cash. He also did not know that he had to spend that money.

“Thank you mba.”, Kirana said then got out and walked towards the car park.

The distance is about 5-8 minutes. Because this housing is relatively safe, Kirana is not too worried about walking around here at night. The area is also beautiful, although it is a little cold at night.

The proof, Kirana rubbed her arms a few times because of the cold. Because he just wore a thin shirt and left his jacket in Rian's car.

Along the way, Kirana hummed while rethinking what the speculation - her speculation just now was true. Is Rian dating a woman who likes to play hands? Or don't don't he get into a fight at the club? Since when did Rian come to the club?

‘Ah. I forgot to ask again. What's he going to the club? Even though he is, but as I recall he is not the type of person to be found in a club. Maybe in the library.

He was pretty sure that earlier, Rian stopped his car around here.

“Wait, did I go the wrong way, huh? Uh, maybe not a real person. This is my housing. Time can go wrong.”, said Kirana who does not believe her vision.

He was in the right place. The place where Rian stopped the car. The straight left turn is Kirana's house.

“Pak, sorry to see the white Pajero Sport car was parked there?”, asked Kirana who finally decided to ask the security guard post.

To this day, he is still trying to think positively.

‘What the hell, Brother Rian up to? It's impossible for him to leave me and play that way. As private it he, rich he might not treat me rich that.’, said Kirana trying to convince in my heart.

‘Maybe he just looking for another parking lot just so his position is not in the middle - middle of the road really.’, thought Kirana.

“Oh.. White Sport pajero, neng? Last time out neng.” complex, said the security guard who Kirana met.

“Eh? Masa Sir? Sure enough? White pajero, sport? Since when?”, asked Kirana when she saw Mr. Satpam nodding to make sure that the car he saw came out of the complex according to the description given by Kirana.

“Hm. about 10 minutes ago. Driver's guy. Rich is not here. Om mbak, yes?”, asked the security guard.

“Eh? Om? No, Sir. My lecturer.”, Kirana said in a soft tone.

Kirana no longer continued her question to Pak Satpam and again stepped away to her house.

‘Means as soon as I turn, he's gone straight away, dong. You madman!’, shouted Kirana resentfully inwardly.

‘I am also crazy for still ngarepin that jerk guy.’, Kirana said.

Kirana walked over with a flat face while holding a plastic bag in her hand. He opened the gate of the house in a daze. Walk in without energy.

“Baby nights.. Old tumben very behind it.”, greet mama Kirana with enthusiasm.

Instead, his daughter just kept quiet and went straight upstairs without saying anything. Mama Kirana was confused. Shortly after that there was a sound of the door on the slam and in the lock.

Mama Kirana was a little worried and tried to approach her daughter.

“Ran... You why? You gapapa?”, asked Mama even though she could only from outside the door.

“Engga, just tired. Rana wants to go straight to sleep.”, Kirana said turn off her room lights.

Mama Kirana could notice it through the upper vents. Her daughter's room is dark. He tried to think positively and went back down.

Her mother then sent a message through her cell phone. I hope Kirana reads it.

You're a gap, aren't you, baby? 

If you're hungry, you've saved her dinner. 

You stay hotin, yeah. 

The sound of the message. Unfortunately, the message did not reach Kirana because the phone, complete with her bag and jacket were still in Rian's car.

The man was still in the car in front of the gate entering Kirana's housing.

‘What have I done.’, he said staring at Kirana's phone and reading the notification of the incoming message.

Rian dropped his head on the steering wheel of the car.