My Ex-husband Lecturer
Chapter 90 Lecturer Killer

“What???”, Ghea yelled until - until his voice could possibly be higher compared to that of the BEM Chairman.

“Shutt... Can you be more concerned?”, replied Kirana with sarcastic comments.

“Former husband????”, Ghea was really shouting those words.

Kirana must inevitably shut her best friend's mouth and drag him back into his car.

“Ghe, before you can control yourself lo. I will not allow you to get out of here.”, Kirana said with a straight and sharp look towards Ghea.

“Ran, I didn't faint just a miracle. You don't know how much I control myself now. Oh my god! What I just heard. Wait, I'm not dreaming anymore, am I? Ran, you're real, right? Or is there a prank camera? You conspired one campus to prank me?”, asked Ghea.

“Heh... you think one campus is less work want to prank lo. There is also no way as big as that scale, Ghea.”, commented Kirana.

Plaque….

“Aaak.”, Ghea whimpers painfully for having slapped her own cheek.

“Sick. Means actually dong.”, continued Ghea back.

“Yes yes, my time boong. You asked me to be honest. More precisely force. I told you to lupain. Eh you even maksaaaa for me honestly. You know, call 100 people a day that I can report to the police. Disturbing the calmness really.”, said Kirana folded her hands on her waist.

Today is his first day on campus. Ghea was kind enough to pick up and leave for college along with Kirana just got out of the hospital. But, anyone can tell if Ghea wants to.

“Heh... who's not curious to see Mr. Rian in the hospital room lo, Ran. Not just in the inpatient room anymore. Need to be on the bottom line. I was squirming Mr. Rian clumped - clumped out of the bathroom. Which means as long as we look lo, doi willingly ngumpet there. So why? Why doi have to mengumpet?”, Ghea repeated the chronology of yesterday's incident which of course makes Kirana immediately feel hot because of embarrassment.

“If he really looks lo, there is no way he bumped when we came. Make what? It means there's something. Lo know? I've been rich in screenwriters all night thinking about what screenplay would be suitable to explain you two. The more I think, brother sister relationship is much more suitable. Stupid very biological what step. And now you say ‘FORMER HUSBAND?’”, Ghea several times sighed because how many times you want to think, she still can not believe it.

“When did you marry? When's lo cere? Why can you cere? Mr. Rian is lo, Ran. Handsome cowo on campus. Yes, although it is standard om - om. Engga - engga, still ‘Mas - Mas’ anyway. Wh why? Lo cheated?”, Ghea goes on to the next scenario.

“Udah ah.. Can be berbilid - jilid if I clear. Soon we want to enter the class.”, Kirana said about to open the car door.

“Eh... Where are you going? The story is complete. New lo, I freelance.”, said Ghea pulled the arm Kirana who had opened the door half.

Kirana.

“Ghe, you know whose class is this? Mr. Rian. Lo want to doi ngeblock lo from the list of examinees for absent without description from the class he?”, asked Kirana.

“Oh yes. I forget. Okay. Suddenly I forget that your EX-HUSBAND is the most killer lecturer, the cruelest, the most perfectionist about the number of attendance, and the most. Heh. I still don't think he wants to be your wife. I think he will marry a girl in the class of Bu Claudia who is good at Physics as well.”, said Ghea flat while getting out of his car.

Kirana immediately scrunched her forehead, stared intently at Ghea and sighed.

“I have to ask someone. Good thing I just got out of the hospital. Dare - dare mention - mention Claudia all. I am less intelligent. After all, if two - both are intelligent, whether it does not matter mentally later his son. Arghhhhh... why be kesel denger Claudia name again.”, Kirana said come down from the car.

“Spill little in brief. How is the story you got married? When's? Whereabouts? How about?”, Ghea keeps poking Kirana with various questions.

“Surely it's just a little spill? Question you already rich problem formula want to make thesis, know ga anyway?”, reply Kirana.

“Hello...lo again studied in Social Political Science or Civil?”, Kirana said.

“Radit from 12 o'clock. Shut your. Watch out for keceplosan. I fired you so temen me.”, Kirana said firmly.

“Pecat only direct. I also did not pay for membership for the same meeting lo.”, reply Ghea while mocking his friend.

“Ghea......”, Kirana said chasing after Ghea who ran away from her.

“Hai Ran..”, greet Radit immediately in front of the classroom door.

“Hai.”, reply Kirana.

“It's healed?”, Radit asked.

“As lo lo see.”, he said.

“Good. Where do you want to eat lunch?”, Radit asked.

Ghea glanced - the lyrics towards Kirana as if she was giving her a code. Kirana scrunched her forehead. Confused by the code from Ghea.

“Former time is at 1 o'clock. His gaze was already rich in laser light here.”, whispered Ghea into Kirana's ear before finally darting into the classroom.

Kirana immediately bit her lower lip after peeking slightly towards the back of Radit. Raditpun then looked back to check their point of view. He was also surprised that Mr. Rian had stayed a few tens of meters away from where he was standing.

“Oh...” already exists, once Radit turns his head back to the front, Kirana and Ghea are no longer there.

Radit immediately ran in because according to his watch, it was Rian's class time. The man stayed a few more steps behind him. Somehow the man could walk quickly.

“Morning...”, greet Rian with a firm baritone voice, a well-built stature, and a gesture that gives a dark aura from the direction of the entrance. The man also slapped his palms against the door to wake them up - those who were asleep. Some of the students also looked surprised the moment the man arrived.

Without further ado, Rian immediately picked up a marker and wrote down some formulas in front of the board. The sound of friction that sounded due to the meeting between the tip of the marker and the whiteboard provides a tense atmosphere for students.

“Today's quiz. Please finish the matter on the board. As always, use the HVS paper that you have prepared. The time is 20 minutes.”, said Rian.

The sound of breath and movement of the students instantly made a little commotion in the classroom. The majority of them are already directly pessimistic can answer questions on the board.

“Where can I answer? Again - again, because I do not understand.”, said one student.

“You are scared. I don't understand it. One HVS? Dikasih paper size 10 cm only, I can not necessarily write something.”

“Pak Rian.. on one side I like to repeat. On the other hand, I don't want to repeat him again.”

“Kalo again do not give questions, Mr. Rian was handsome to defeat the top actor. But so loving about, feeling in court. Anxiety disorder here I.”

“Don't answer at all, to my room. Repeat, to my room. Think answers. Do not just complain.”, said Rian immediately made everything in the class speechless.