My Killer Lecturer's
Changing Freedom

I don't know what I promised was right or wrong, but I can no longer think of finding a way out for the suffering of Citra.

The image pulled away from my embrace. “What does Sister mean?” tanya Citra looks astonished.

“So I will try to talk to Yudhis. Hopefully he will listen to Brother,” I said.

“True, Brother want to help Citra?” The eyes of Citra seemed to sparkle after hearing my intentions.

I nodded my head. “Make Brother work, Cit. In any case, the boy needs a father figure in his life,” I replied.

“Thank you very much, Brother!” The image hugged me back.

I turned my eyes and looked at Fatwa who was sitting on foot on the sofa. Fatwa looks at me unfriendly. Maybe for Fatwa, my promise to Citra was just a silliness.

After a long time of talking, Fatwa and I finally went home. I don't want to disturb the image for too long. However, Citra needs rest so that the healing process is faster.

Before coming home, Fatwa took me to the hospital cafeteria. No I deny, my stomach is indeed rumbling after making a visit that I originally planned short. However, in reality, it has taken approximately two hours.

“What message do you want?” ask Fatwa as soon as we arrive at the hospital canteen.

“Anything, the important thing is filling,” I replied.

“OK! Wait for me there!” point Fatwa at a table in the corner of the canteen.

In my heart I grumbled in annoyance. I don't know why this guy is sitting in the corner. Is it possible that he was born in a corner of the hospital? Hehe, man,…

I'm nodding. A moment later, I set foot toward the table that the Fatwa had pointed at. While Fatwa himself went to the fried rice shop to order food. Before long, Fatwa arrived at the table, she then sat on the bench opposite me.

“What do you mean promise bang Yudhis is responsible to Citra?” tanya Fatwa who I saw from earlier felt anxious to ask this.

“Sorry, Fat. But Res had no other choice,” I replied.

“But that's impossible, Res. You yourself know that, ‘kan?” fatwa.

“Yes where Resti knows, Res, 'has not tried it yet,” my pretext.

“Res I know very well how the attitude of bang Yudhis. He will never be regulated by anyone else. Even by his own parents,” timpal Fatwa.

I let out my breath. “We'd better try it first, Fat,” my advice.

“Terusah, but do not be disappointed if the results are not satisfactory,” said Fatwa closed our conversation.

Shortly after we finished speaking, our order fried rice arrived. Okay-lah, for now, forget for a moment the problems that exist. We just enjoy the fried rice that has tempted the faith. Without saying much, I immediately ate the spicy fried rice that made my brain a little fresh.

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Next day. After I persuaded with various kinds of seduction, finally Fatwa would also take me to prison. Incidentally, today I have no teaching hours, nor does the Fatwa. At 10pm, we arrived at the police station. After waiting for a few minutes in the visiting room, Mas Yudhis finally arrived.

For a moment I was stunned to see the disheveled appearance of Mas Yudhis. Her muddy hair with whiskers and sideburns adorned her face, making me a little unacquainted with the figure that had once been a very meaningful person in my life.

“How are you, Chi!” hello Mas Yudhis.

“Alhamdulillah, fine!” my answer.

“Mas glad you came to visit Mas. By the way, who are you coming with?” ask Yudhis again.

“Self,” answered I lied. I deliberately told Fatwa to wait outside so that there would be no more misunderstanding between me, Mas Yudhis and Fatwa.

“Oh.” That was all that came out of the mouth of Mas Yudhis.

For a moment I looked at Mas Yudhis. “Mas, Chi came here to talk about important things with Mas,” said I who directly spoke to my destination to visit Mas Yudhis.

“Not ... not that, Mas!” tukasku, hurry.

“Then?” mash Yudhis looked curious.

“Mas know that currently Citra is pregnant with your child, ‘kan?” ask Mas Yudhis.

Yudhis looked surprised. “Where do you know that?” ask Mas Yudhis.

“It doesn't matter where Chi knows it, which is important now. Chi asks Mas to be responsible to Citra,”.

Mas Yudhis sighed. “Mas will definitely be in charge, Chi. Will Mas meet all the needs of children in the content of Citra. Starting from the womb, and until he grows up, later. But ...”

“But what, Mas?” my insistence when I heard Mas Yudhis paused his sentence.

“But Mas will not marry Citra,” Mas Yudhis chirped.

Immediately my hand clenched to hear Mas Yudhis reply. “This is unfair, Mas!” I snapped at that heartless man.

“It's fair enough, Chi. Mas never forced Citra to have sex. He himself who came to ask for physical satisfaction from Mas, ” refuted Mas Yudhis.

“Mas!” my cry that does not understand the mind of Mas Yudhis.

“Already Chi, you will only waste time if you continue to force Mas. Go home!” said Mas Yudhis. Shortly thereafter. Mas Yudhis called the guard warden.

“Why?” the warden asked, coldly impressed.

“I'm done. Please take me back to the cell!” the Pinta Mas Yudhis.

The guard warden nodded and immediately brought Mas Yudhis back to the cell. After Mas Yudhis disappeared from my sight, I immediately walked out of the police station.

“How?” fatwa asked as I landed my ass in the seat beside the wheel.

I shook weakly. “Unsuccessful, Fat,” I replied.

“Already expected,” Fatwa. “People like bang Yudhis don't want to feel a loss. There must be a commensurate reciprocity for what he will give,” Fatwa said.

I was stunned to hear the Fatwa's words. Suddenly I remembered the demands of me that had ensnared the people of Yudhis into the law.

“How is the legal case progress of mas Yudhis, Fat?” my many.

Fatwa looked at me in wonder. Maybe he didn't understand what my question meant.

“Legal case you filed?” Fatwa asked back.

I'm nodding.

“Om Raymond is no longer a defender at the request of the big family,” replied Fatwa.

I scrunched my forehead. “What's the reason?” my many.

“All families agreed to let bang yudhis serve the punishment according to the procedure. They want to have a deterrent effect on mas judhis. The big family hopes, with this case, bang yudhis can change for the better,” said fatwa.

“That means, Mas Yudhis will not be free anytime soon if it is not me who revokes my demands,”.

“What do you mean, Res? Udah deh, do not be strange,” said Fatwa who seemed to be able to guess the meaning of my words.

I smiled with mystery. Hmm, maybe it's the right time. I'll use this opportunity to help Citra. Fix, I will exchange the freedom of Yudhis for the price he has to pay to be responsible to Citra.

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