My husband is my teacher
Secret Leaked

UN is just a few more days away. Latika is busy Afriadi is also busy taking care of something, a surprise for Latika.

At school.

Latika and her friend talked about the UN exam, without Nana.

Today looks fine.

But the next day, something was different.

There really is something different.

"Hana." Latika approached Hana who was again walking in the hallway of the classroom,

"Em, I have a little business, I used to, Miss Laila called." Hana left, as if avoiding Latika.

"Oh, yeah."

"Latic. Hurry." Salasiah pulls latika's hand, takes her running.

"Where?" ask Latika.

"Curry with me. Na-" Salasiah the trouble wants to talk, stuffy running out.

"Ha, what's wrong with Nana?" tanya Latika was a bit surprised by the word Na which she thought her friend Nana.

Salasiah did not answer and continued to run to bring Latika to the cafeteria

"Where's Nana?" ask Latika while sitting on the chair.

"Where is Nana?" Salasiah brought 2 bowls of boiled pineapple, "Ganas is. Well, take this." He gave one to Latika.

"Where did you get pineapple?" ask Latika.

"I asked with the canteen mother, because long time no boiled pineapple. Especially for us. Eat again before you put in." Salasiah enjoyed the pineapple stew.

Latika just looked at the boiled pineapple, she knew Nana liked it very much with boiled pineapple.

"Eat again." Salasiah's hand movements stopped when she saw Latika pensive.

Latika unconscious, taking a spoon,

"Yes, thank you."

Latika never had time to eat Sahril came to take a bowl of Latika, spilling the boiled pineapple onto the floor.

All the students in the cafeteria saw them. Whisper each other, start sucking.

Sahril looked at Latika with an unusual look.

"WOI, SAHRIL. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS." Salasiah did not stay silent to throw the spoon in his hand to Sahril.

Sahril just left without saying anything, run as fast as possible.

"SAHRIIIIILL!!!" shouted Salasiah, lifting her skirt up high until she looked like her loose pants, preparing to chase after Sahril, but Latika held back.

"Not Sal, let it go. Continue eating." Latika just calm down, confused look at Sahril like that.

Sahril was still running, his gaze kept looking back to make sure Salasiah or Latika did not chase after him. Until he did not look forward again, until he was hit by Afriadi.

Bruks....

Sahril dropped Afriadi back slightly, fortunately can maintain balance

"You okay?"

Afriadi gave his hand, helping Sahril to his feet,

"Other times the road looks ahead.'

Notya thank you Sahril instead went to save the behavior, shackling Afriadi's shoulder. With a principal like that, your grades are threatened by Sahril.

"What's wrong with that kid?" Afriadi was confused, fortunately Afriadi's mood was good if not is is is is

Not far away Sahril went, he was in the direction of Nana, with a hostile face.

Bruuu..

Nana strongly pushed Sahril against the school wall.

"Why did you do that to Latika? What do you mean Sahril?"

All the eyes of the students in front of Labor saw them. Guessing they, Nana did not accept herself in deciding whether Sahril or Sahril was caught cheating.

"I can explain" Sahril said in a soft voice.

"Explain what?" Salasiah's tone of voice was rising. Strengthen the students' assumptions about their relationship.

"Follow me upstairs. I can't tell you here, a lot of people" whispered Sahril.

Nana looks around all the students' eyes angry at her, she follows Sahril to the rooftop of the school.

Arriving there Nana did not waste any more time directly throwing questions at Sahril,

"Quickly tell me what do you mean by doing that with Latika?"

"Huh, I know you already know not why? It's." Sahril saw something. Photos on his phone. The photo of the incident at that time, when Latika was judged in the middle of the time with a photo is less clear because he used his grandfather's butut phone.

At that time he was there, in the village where Latika was married. Sahril there attended the circumcision of his cousin which was held festively with great custom. He did not expect also the night he met with his school friends who were not so familiar because his face was dirty and his clothes were also, in addition he saw from a distance more unclear again. But unfortunately he did not see until they married in the same attraction his grandmother came home.

"Yes, I already know," said Sahril eating her gaze.

"How come? This is all."

"I didn't want to at first either. But, that's the truth."

"Are you told by someone?"

"Before that guy tells me, I first know I-"

"SO YOU'VE KNOWN ALL THIS A LONG TIME AGO. WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME."

"I can't believe it was the two of them ... I guess what I saw wasn't them but someone else. Yet wrong... I suspected Latika until finally the person came to tell me to strengthen my suspicions all this time, then I believed. If... If.. If Latika and Father are husband and wife ..."

"What?" Someone's shocked to hear Sahril's confession.

Wussss...

Hot wind passes them.

"So." They simultaneously mentioned Hadi, surprised to see he was there also heard all their words.

Earlier he saw Sahril bringing Nana up, he thought that they were dating his plan to catch but in fact Hadi became aware of information that he did not know at all.

"Did my ears not hear wrong?" Hadi scratched his ear.

"So." Sahril was a little afraid, he knew the character of Hadi if he already knew the truth that was hidden from him or knew betrayal, usually he would teach the person to battered. But that doesn't apply to women at most he just stays away.

"SAHRIIIILL !!!" yelled Hadi pounced on Sahril, his hands clasping the collar of Sahril's shirt, and,

"DID YOU SAY SAHRIL. YOU'VE KNOWN ALL ALONG. WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME. SAHRILE. WHY DID YOU EVEN HAVE ME SHOOT LATIKA SO MANY TIMES? THOUGH YOU KNOW THAT LATIKA... LATICS. LATIKA IS MARRIED. KENPA SAHRIIIILL?!!!"

"STOP IT OFF" Nana said in a high voice, but the warning was not heard.

BUCK...

Hadi's fist hit the wall, a little bit more Sahril's face.

Sahril's eyes glanced at Hadi's hand on the left, gulping in horror.

"WHY? You want me to be a destroyer of people's households" continued Hadi, staring abominably at Sahril.

"Sorry Had, I didn't expect that time either. I can't believe it. Sorry, Had." Sahril.

"YES..."

Hadi took off his grip, got out of there as fast as he could. Before he beat Sahri to the ground. He looks really upset.

Hadi ran off in the school hallway, Sahril continued to buzz in her ear. He was very upset with all of them, his feelings so far only allowed.

"Latika, why? why are you hiding all this from me? Wh why? Why Latika? Wh why? You're the same as Sahril," Hadi's inner grumbled.

Hadi was too upset until he did not look in front of him again there were people, so..

Bruukk..

Hadi hit the man who happened to appear at the intersection.

They fell down, his ass slammed into the floor.

"Agh.." Hadi felt pain with his shoulder, Hadi's eyes were shocked half to death see who he hit.

The man rose from the fall.

"M-sorry P-Pak.." stammered Hadi apologized.

"That way look around don't just use a hit" said the man.

"She, Latika's husband," pointed out Hadi's inner self, he daydreamed of seeing Afriadi. Her bath wondered why she could be Latika's husband?

"Hey! Listen no?" afriadi said firmly. He didn't like to see Hadi's gaze.

Hadi rose from the fall, not answering Afriadi's questions just left.

"What's with that kid?" ask Inner Afriadi.

"Dam." Hadi walked ferociously. Towards class. Latika who happens to run out of the canteen wants to go to class. Meet Hadi. In front of the class.

"Latika," Inner Hadi exclaimed fiercely, staring at Latika sharply.

"Hey! Hadith." Latika says hello.

Hadi indifferently with Latika stepped in.

"What's wrong with Hadi?" ask Latika to her friends.

"So, shred the coat." Salasiah.

Inner Hana, said, "Don't-don't Hadi..."

Latika came in close to Hadi, who was approached to throw a face regardless of Latika.

"So." Latika sad.

"Huussa.." Hana pulls Latika's hand, away from her