My Killer Lecturer's
Citra Family Visit

“What?!” pekikku.

I was really surprised to hear Zein say. Instantly, my head felt heavy hearing the news just now. It was seen that Zein nodded his head.

“Iya, Sister. Pregnant image. And until now, he never wanted to tell who the father of the baby he was carrying,” replied Zein.

Huh, it is certain that his father is the depraved man, I said inwardly. For a moment, I stared at Zein. Somehow this young man seemed to know a lot about Citra.

“Where did you know about this news, Zein? It might just be cheap gossip spread by irresponsible people. Don't we ourselves know what the real attitude of the Image is?” ask me to Zein.

I'm still trying to deny the reality. Ah I don't know .. I myself sometimes still don't believe in their affair. The affair is so neat, to the extent that Zein –the person who I thought was closest to Citra– knows nothing. Huh, apparently the girl had so much to keep a mystery.

“That's not gossip, Brother. Because, two days ago, I alone brought Citra to the hospital,” replied Zein.

“You mean, Image pain?” my many.

“Picture hen-“

“Excuse me, here are two ice cappucinos that Mas ordered.”

Zein's talk was interrupted when the waiter came to present our order.

“Thank you, Mas,” I said to the waiter.

“Sama-sama, Brother. Enjoy,” reply the waiter before he finally leaves our table.

“Partner why, Zein?” ask me while stirring my drink and sip it.

“Citra is about to kill herself,” Zein said.

“Uhuk...!” Instantly I choked on hearing Zein's words. Ish, is Citra crazy? Why would he do that?

“Pelan-pelan dong, Brother. Choking, ‘kan, so?” hatch Zein.

“Sorry, I was just surprised to hear your words. What do you mean Citra was about to commit suicide? Don't joke you, ah!” I tried to deny Zein's words.

“I'm serious, Brother. Where am I kidding Brother. Two days ago, Citra tried to eliminate her life by swallowing a slumber pill. Fortunately, Citra's maid remembered me and contacted me. At that time, I took him to the hospital. Alahamdulillah, his life can still be saved. From the doctor who managed to help him, I found out if Citra was two-bodied,” said Zein.

“Ish, but why did he get to do that. Why does the image darken the eyes and become reckless suicide?” I still can't believe what Zein's saying.

“Temporary guess, maybe his lover Citra does not want to be responsible," replied Zein.

“Do you know who her lover is, Zein?” my many.

“Ish, Brother ... If I had known, I would never have asked Brother the same,” grumbled Zein, looking annoyed.

“Hhh...” I sighed very roughly. Should I tell Zein everything? But, what if Zein did not even sympathize with Citra after she knew all the truth? Ah, no. .. After all, this is her disgrace. Let God alone tell all these truths to Zein, of course in His own way.

“Then, how is the state of Image now?” my tampering.

“There's still no change, brother. He was still silent without wanting to talk anything to me or even with his bodyguard who was keeping him in the hospital,” Zein replied.

I leaned my back. What a bad luck Citra. But I didn't think it out. What exactly was the reason he did such a reckless act? I believe the baby she contained was the result of her actions with mas Yudhis. But, why did Citra end her life? Is it just because the baby's father is in jail? Or there's another reason. Huh, if this is the case, I don't know if I should feel pity or even happy to hear the fate of Citra.

“Kak Chi, do you not want to see Citra?” ask Zein.

Zein's question really made me feel like I was electrocuted. See her? Should I look at the person who has ruined my own happiness?

“Ish, why is Brother dreaming again?” said Zein.

“Sori Zein, probably because Sister is again a lot of thoughts as well. So Brother can not focus,” elakku.

“Oh yes. I'm sorry, brother. I shouldn't have to burden Brother's mind about Citra. My brother has a problem with Yudhis. If you may know, why the hell, Yudhis would kidnap a brother like that? You guys had a big fight, huh? Not good, loh, Kak .. save a problem in building a relationship. Moreover, soon you will be married, ‘kan?” said Zein.

“Hahaha, that's .. why also talk about me?” my laughter, trying to cover up all that happened to me, Citra and Mas Yudhis.

“Hehehe, right too. Sorry, because I was curious about Brother,” kekeh Zein.

“Iya, no pa-pa,” I replied.

Zein looks at his watch. “Kak, it looks like it's afternoon. We better go home,” Zein said.

I also took a glance at the tiny clock that coiled around my wrist. What Zein said was true. Even soon the time comes. “Ya already, yuk!”

“If you have free time and intend to visit Citra, she is at Medica Centre hospital, Kenanga Room Room No 101,” continued Zein.

I can only be quiet not wanting to reply to Zein.

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Two days later.

“Bu Res, there are guests waiting for Bu Res in the office, ” said Mr. Dani, a teacher in the field of JJOK.

“Who?” ask me to Mr. Dani.

“So please, it looks like he just came here this time,” replied Mr. Dani.

“What could he possibly be a student guardian?” ask again.

“Hmm, just maybe,” said Mr. Dani.

“Alright, wait a minute!” I asked Mr. Dani.

Mr. Dani nodded. A moment later, he left my class.

I glanced at the wall clock, 5 minutes away. Hmm, I'd better finish my job. Let the guest wait a little, so that later we will be free to talk, I thought.

“Alright, kids. Please finish your book, soon the bell home reads,” my orders to the students.

All the students in 2nd grade looked happy. They also fuss to clean up their school equipment. Their activities were completed to coincide with the bell home ringing. Finally, after doing do’a to end the learning activities, the students went home one by one.

After the class was empty, I immediately went to the office to meet my guest. Arriving there, my forehead creased slightly when I realized I did not know the two guests at all. However, for some reason, it seemed that their faces were no longer unfamiliar to me. I also ventured to approach them in the guest chair.

“Pardon the long wait!” I said as I put my hands together to shake hands.

“It's okay, Mrs Res. We who should apologize for being presumptuous to interfere with your activities,” said the male guest.

If I look around anyway, they might be a married couple who are about the same age as me.

“It's okay, after all, I'm already free, really. Sorry, if you may know, who is this Mom's father, huh? Do I know you guys?” my question began to be intrigued by the question that had been floating in my brain memory.

"Include me, my name is Andre, and this is my wife, Sekar.we are Citra family, exactly my wife is the older brother of Citra,” replied the man named Andre.

Brugh!

Suddenly the woman who was recognized as his wife, threw herself before me. He held both my legs.

“I beg you, please save my sister's life!”

Seriate