My husband is my teacher

My husband is my teacher
Pick up


The pitch-black night at the crossroads was a woman standing alone waiting for a man. From the face looks very sad.


The clock is 10:15 pm.


"Why so long, huh?" said the girl standing there, who was none other than Latika, "Say to pick me up." Latika plays her phone, tries to call her friend Hana.


Tuuut.. Tuuut.. Tuuut.. The number you are going to is either inactive or out of range...


"Hiii.. Where is this Hana?." Latika tries to call Hana again, many times but still...


The number you are going to is not active knows it is out of reach...


Latika tries to call the others, like Salasiah and Nana.


But...


Tuuutts...


Salasiah cannot be contacted either.


Latika tries to contact Nana.


Tut's...


Nana picked up the call from Latika, "hallo, Latika what's wrong?."


"Where are you? Pick me up," Latika's voice sounded trembling on Nana's phone.


"Astaghfirullah's..." Nana patted her forehead, she just remembered, "sorry Latika we forgot, where are you now?."


"I'm on xxx street," Latika's voice sounded trembling as if she was frightened.


"You wait there first, yeah. Don't go anywhere I'll pick you up." Nana looks panicked.


Hana and Salasiah who were sitting in the guest room saw Nana who was out of confusion, they thought Nana was having a fight with her boyfriend or brother again.


Nana went inside through those 2.


The curious Hana decided to ask, "What's the matter, Na?"


"Looks panicked." Salasiah.


"That's, we forgot to pick Latika up," Nana replied making Hana startled, only to come to her senses. "Astaghfirullah's... Oh my God I forgot to pick him up."


Nana took the keys to the bike and rushed out of the house... Follow Hana and Salasiah behind her.


Nana turned her motorbike straight back, "Assalamu'alaikum..." Nana leaves Hana's house.


"Be careful on the road." cried Hana.


Nana has sped off to pick up Latika.


Not far from the crossroads there will be a car passing by. A slow moving car.


The person in the car was shocked to see Latika, "What's the boy there for?"


"Well... The length of Hana's up to." Latika looked at the clock on her phone, saw the pacing was not careless.


Tiiit...


"Astaghfirullah.." The sound of the car horn shocked Latika.


The car stopped in front of Latika, the window opened slowly. How shocked again Latika saw who was in the car.


It was Afriadi, the head of Latika.


"What's here?" asked Afriadi.


Latika exclaimed inwardly, "Father." Latika scratched her non-itchy head, "Anu.. Wait to press Mr."


"How long has it been here?." Afriadi asked again.


"Lumaya lama sir," replied Latika.


"Well let me deliver" Afriadi bargained.


"No sir, my friend will come to pick you up." Latika rejected Afriadi's offer, waving both of her hands, "Father go first."


Afriadi exclaimed in his heart, "If I go leave him alone here, in a deserted place anyway, she will be a woman if anything happens to her how?" Afriadi sighed, "It's not good to be alone in a quiet place like this, you will be a woman if anything happens how? Hurry up and I'll take you home."


"Yes, too, I'm in a quiet place like this, if I'm why-why how? But, Nana's already picked me up.


Ah... Just call back, if I've been delivered. Yes, too." Latika's heart confirmed Afriadi's words.


Latika accepted Afriadi's offer, her hand had already opened the car door, but she hesitated about wanting to board Afriadi's car, feeling uneasy like there was a bad feeling.


Afriadi forced her up, "Hide up."


"Ep... Yes, Sir." Latika got into Afriadi's car.


Not long after Latika came in, the car was running