My Killer Lecturer's
Wedding Day

“Crazy! You crazy man!” I shouted at Mas Yudhis. Not wanting to linger in front of the insane man, I immediately ran towards the teacher's room.

Mas Yudhis laughter I could still hear as I walked down the hallway of the classroom. My hair bristled for a moment. By closing both ears, I hastened my pace to arrive at the teacher's room immediately.

My breath was still hunting fast as soon as I landed my butt on the sofa.

“What's Bu Res?” asked Ms. Fina who had just arrived from the kitchen.

“Astagfurullah!” I was surprised to find that Bu Fina was standing in front of me.

“Ish, Bu Res this is why, anyway?” Bu Fina asked again as she scrunched her forehead.

“It's okay, Mom. I was just chased by dogs,” I said origin.

“Eits, where there is a dog into the school,” said Bu Fina.

“There, Mom. That, a dog who wants a pinter, hehehe,” my joke.

Ms. Fina laughed at my crisp humor.

“Ya already, nih, drink first!” said Ms. Fina while offering a glass of water that she brought from the kitchen earlier.

“Waduh, thanks Mom. So shy, sorry to bother.” I joked back to Miss Fina.

“Hmm, Bu Res could have. Yes already, I entered class first, yes!” pamit Bu Fina's.

I nodded and let Bu Fina go.

After Azan dzuhur, I asked Rayya to pick me up at school. It just so happens that today the school is empty. Therefore, I asked Rayya for help. I fear that if suddenly in the middle of the road, I cross paths again with mas Yudhis.

“Yes, Brother wait at the office, don't go out if I haven't come!” rayya's message just before she disconnects the phone.

I can only nod. A moment later, I turned off the phone and put it back in my pocket.

20 Minutes wait, Rayya finally arrived at my workplace.

“You picked up her brother, huh?” the sports teacher.

“Iya, Sir,” Rayya replied.

“Awhile, yes. Brother call first!” continue the sports teacher.

“Ready, Sir!” rayya replied giving a respectful attitude like he was respecting the flag being raised by the paskibra team.

Before the gym teacher called out to me, I was already standing in the doorway so I could clearly hear their conversation.

‘Eh, Bu Resti, it .. adeknya already picked up,” he said.

“Iya, Sir. Thank you, then, I go home first yes, sir,” my farewell.

The sports teacher just nodded his head.

I'll ride Rayya's bike immediately. After making sure I ride properly, Rayya also immediately put forward his vehicle.

“Kak why, anyway? How to get tumben picked up?” ask Rayya.

“No pa-pa, Dek,” answered I don't want to make Rayya worry.

“Ish, there must be nothing, nih. Come story!” urged Rayya.

Finally, I want to tell you if Yudhis came just to bother me.

“Ish, crazy psychopathic base!” rayya's snort was upset. “That's why, just find a husband dong, let someone take care,” continued Rayya.

“Haish, what's the connection?” I pat Rayya on the shoulder.

Rayya chuckled because she had managed to check me out.

My mother greeted me with an invitation in her hand.

“Invitation from whom, Ma?” rayya asked as he parked his motorcycle near the porch of the house.

“Citra,” replied mama briefly.

I was stunned to hear it. I don't know, I already knew Citra was getting married. But every time I hear something related to Citra's marriage, it still feels the same. Be ill.

“Not yet, Brother. Not yet Mama open too,” replied mama.

I took the invitation and opened it immediately. With my heart racing, I wrote the name lyrics on the invitation. Hmm, it should be my name here. Not Imagery! But, yes already .. once again I emphasize in my heart, he is not my soul mate. Instantly I remembered the Fatwa who had fought for my happiness.

Where are you going, Fat? Do you know when I miss you?

“When, Brother?” mama asked me to throw my daydreams.

“Tomorrow, 10 am, Ma,” I replied.

“Do you want to leave?” ask mama again.

“Sister leaves in the morning, Ma. Citra asks Big Brother to be the bride's companion,” I replied.

“What?!" mama and Rayya said together.

“Ish, you crazy chick!” rayya looks upset.

Mama patted Rayya's arm. A moment later, he looked at me. “Kok Sister want anyway?” ask mama.

“No pa-pa, Ma. After all, Brother also mo evidences with Mas Yudhis, if Brother is sincere and not as weak as he thinks,” I replied firmly.

Mama stroked my back. “Yes already, come in and clean yourself up. After that, we had lunch together,” mama's orders.

I'm nodding. Immediately I and Rayya scattered to enter the room to clean themselves and perform the prayer dzuhur

.

.

The sun seemed to be timidly lighting up the earth. The night rained on this city, even today it looks cloudy. It was as if the sun was reluctant to come out of its quarrel.

It was early morning that I dressed myself to attend Citra's wedding. Initially, Mbak Sekar offered a MUA to dress me up, but I refused. I don't want to trouble them. After all, I'm just a bridesmaid, not a bride. Therefore, I do not want to look excited at the Citra wedding later.

At 07:00, I left for Citra's house by taking an online taxi. Initially, the wedding will be held in a building in this city. But for some reason now it is in Citra's house. Oh, never mind, I don't want to worry about that.

Half an hour later, I arrived at the Citra residence. Mbak Sekar immediately told me to go up to Citra's room. Arriving there, I was a little stunned to see the appearance of Love who uses a bone white wedding kebaya. Sequin accents around the kebaya, making Citra look elegant. It's just that, the kebaya was made fit in Citra's body so that her pregnant stomach was clearly visible.

“Kakak Chi, Citra is happy that you can be a companion for Citra to pelaminan,” Citra said as she approached me.

“Iya, Brother is also happy that you finally can realize your dream,” reply.

“Iya, Brother. The image is also happy and very happy,” he said.

Both eyeballs of Citra look sparkling, indicating if the woman is really feeling happy at this time. Ah, may your happiness not be just an instant, Cit, my mind that recalls the words of Yudhis the other day.

Seconds change minutes, such as minutes that continue to change hours, until without feeling I and Citra have been waiting for almost two hours more in the room.

“Cit, what time is the marriage contract, anyway?” I was yawning because I was tired of waiting.

“It should hit, O8. 00,” Citra replied looking agitated.

I glanced at the tiny clock that was coiled around my wrist. The time indicator stops at 10.15. We waited more than 2 hours in the room without knowing any news down there.

“Try Big Brother check first down ya, Cit!” I said.

The image just nodded answering my question. After getting the approval from Citra, I immediately went downstairs to see the situation there.

When I went down the stairs, I saw Mas Andre was on the phone. His face looks worried. However, before long, both of his jaws suddenly hardened.

“Job!” exclaim Mas Andre was about to slam his phone.

“Mas, ish ... what the hell?” Lucky Mbak Sekar came and immediately held the hand of Mas Andre who had wanted to throw his phone.

Mas Andre glanced at his wife, at once Mas Andre grabbed Mbak Sekar's shoulder and held it tightly.

“What's up, Mas?” mbak Sekar asked after a long time to give peace to her husband.

“Yudhis ran away from home. She ran away from her own marriage, Sekar. And, his family no one knows, now he is where,” said Mas Andre, lirih.

“Astagfirullahaladzim!”

Seriate