My Killer Lecturer's
About Me, Citra and Mas Yudhis

“Already, Mbak. Don't be like this. We can talk carefully,” said I who felt uncomfortable seeing the attitude of her brother Citra.

Andre, approaching his wife. “Iya, Mother. Sit down, we talk carefully with Bu Resti,” Mas Andre said.

She stood up and sat down next to her husband. His eyes are more and more visible. Inevitably, I was increasingly made curious about the true state of the Image.

“We are sorry if our arrival interferes with convenience, Mbak.” Andre continued his words.

“Actually not bothering, rather just surprised. Honestly, I do not understand what Mbak Sekar asked,” I replied.

It was seen that Mas Andre was sighing for a moment. “Actually, our family is getting a disaster, Mom. My sister, she suffered...” Andre paused his sentence.

“Partner why, Mas?” I ask who is still curious. Yeah, maybe I already know what happened to Citra. But, I was still doubtful about the news that I only heard from others.

“Pregnant image out of wedlock,” Mbak Sekar chirps with his raucous voice.

Astagfirullah, so the news is true, my mind. “Then?” ask me who doesn't understand what pregnancy has to do Image with their visit to me.

“His love doesn't want to be in charge.” Maak Sekar replied again.

“And what does it have to do with Resti?!”

Suddenly the sound of someone's baritone was heard from the direction of the door. We all stared at the owner of the voice who had been standing firmly in the doorway. The man walked towards me. A moment later, he sat beside me.

“Then, what is the pregnancy relation of Citra with Resti?” Fatwa repeated the question.

“We ... ka-we .. want ...” Mbak Sekar looked stuttered to answer Fatwa's question.

“What do you guys want from my friend?” ask Fatwa, cold.

“Begini, Sir. Honestly, we would like to ask Bu Resti's help to persuade Yudhis to marry Citra" replied Mas Andre.

Instantly my body felt limp hearing their purpose coming at me. God, why involve me who never knew about their relationship? Were they also unaware that I was the victim of the couple's betrayal?

I saw Fatwa clenching her fingers. He stared intently at the husband and wife who were in front of him. The look on Fatwa's face looks like astonishment. Maybe what's on his mind right now, really, they might come just to plunge me into their family problems.

“Hmm, if indeed your goal is to meet Resti just to persuade bang Yudhis, it looks like you are wrong target,” Fatwa cooler.

For a moment I saw Mas Andre and Mbak Sekar linking his eyebrows together.

“You mean?” ask Andre.

“I mean, Resti is no one else bang Yudhis. If indeed you want to ask someone for help to persuade bang Yudhis, why don't you ask his mother bang Yudhis to do just that?” fatwa answered as if challenging the couple to meet the family of Yudhis mas.

For a moment, the couple looked at each other. Until I finally heard a heavy sigh from Mas Andre.

“Actually, we've requested it from Amara's mother. But unfortunately, he refused our request,” replied Mas Andre.

I was quite surprised to hear Mas Andre's confession. I looked at Fatwa, but Fatwa only seemed to be shaking both shoulders. My God, after a few weeks, I think all this stuff is done. But in fact .. instead of ensnaring me getting involved further and further.

“Then, why should I?” tanyaku.

“Near? Did your sister just say close to Resti's relationship with bang Yudhis? So, your sister did not say if long before she entered again in their lives, Resti and bang Yudhis are a couple who just stay waiting for the month to get married?” Fatwa flocked Mbak Sekar with questions.

Andre was shocked to hear Fatwa's question.

“So...” said Mas Andre hung up his sentence.

I nodded my head. “I was engaged to mas Yudhis before I finally broke off the engagement because of knowing the affair mas Yudhis with your sister-in-law,” I replied, firmly.

Instantly, I saw the look on Mas Andre's face crimson as soon as I heard the truth.

“Cih, really embarrassing!” exclaim Mas Andre. “You heard that? By not knowing the shame of your sister making us risk our self-esteem!” sumpul Mas Andre looked very angry.

Seeing the anger of her husband, Mbak Sekar could only lower her head. A second later, Mas Andre stared intently at his wife.

“Wait-wait! Don't you know this from the beginning?” ask Andre full of questions.

Mbak Sekar's shoulders shook slightly at Mas Andre's question.

“Yes God, Sekar .. You made me like a stupid man. In full humility I plead to the real person who has been hurt by your sister!” lontar Mas Andre's.

The mother is getting more tears. “I'm sorry, Mas. I didn't mean to lie to you. But, if you know the truth, you will definitely not help Citra to get justice. Whereas you know that my sister's image is the only one. He's the message that my late parents left me. I don't want to lose Citra, the only person I have a blood relationship with," said Mbak sekar, pilu.

“Ish Sekar, of course I will demand justice for Citra. But that does not mean involving women who have Citra hurt. Don't you think how Bu Resti felt when we asked for help to persuade the person who betrayed him? Try to position yourself as Bu Resti. Would you like to meet again with the person who has hurt you?” mas Andre.

Mbak Sekar just bergeming hear the words of her husband.

“Alright, now everything is clear. And I thought, Resti also has no obligation to interfere in your affairs. Therefore, I beg you with respect, do not involve him in the calamity experienced by your sister,” Fatwa quipped, cold.

Mas Andre, who was aware of the Fatwa insinuations, immediately invited his wife to go home. Don't forget he apologized for the audacity he asked for my help. He also apologized for the actions of Citra who hurt me so much.

After their departure, I leaned my body against the back of the chair. I don't know, suddenly my feelings were empty.

“Are you okay?” ask Fatwa.

I looked at the man. I don't know why, I feel so missed him. I wanted to hug the body, but I was too embarrassed. Suddenly my eyes glazed over as I felt haru with his sudden presence.

“Hey, why are you crying?" ask Fatwa.

The man wiped away the tears that ran down my cheek with his index end. Luckily the office atmosphere was quiet, otherwise, I could be very embarrassed by the Fatwa treatment. Hmm, it's possible that Ms. Fina has banned other teachers from coming to the office.

I wiped the tears with both palms. “Res fine, Fat,” I replied.

“Yes already, let's go home!” take the Fatwa while reaching for my hand to get out of the chair.

I held back Fatwa's hand and made the man glance at me while linking his eyebrows together.

“Will you accompany Res meet Citra?”

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