My Killer Lecturer's
Meet Candidate-in-Law

"Astaghfiullah! Then?" tanya Citra increasingly looks curious.

"Yes, so. That was the last news I heard. Until finally, Brother was so surprised when three semesters ago met again at this campus," I replied.

"Didn't Brother find out why he got depressed?" ask Citra.

"No, what for?" I asked Citra.

"Ish, Brother .. is very evil," Citra said.

"That's not evil, Cit. But, it is indeed for what Brother is finding out about him again. Brother is not who he is. And proof? You yourself can see, right, if he's okay," I said.

"Hehehe, Brother is right. Yeah, whatever it is, but in fact, he's fine. But, by the way, brother. Is it possible that a fine person could make such a crazy offer?" ask the image again.

"You mean?" I don't understand the words Citra.

"That's, about the offer he submitted to add to Big Brother's test score," Citra said innocently.

The deg!

I was quite surprised to hear the words Citra. Maybe Citra was right, if she was sane, she couldn't possibly make that offer. Ish, is it possible that the rest of his depression still exists? my inner.

"Udah ah Cit, jan discuss him again. How come I get goosebumps yeah," I said.

The image chuckled at my words. Suddenly, a silver-colored luxury car stopped in front of us. I saw Citra smiling as soon as I saw the car.

"Cowok lo, Cit?" ask her.

"Yes, brother" he answered. "I am first, brother. Hurry up, later I will know Brother and sister he if free," said Citra.

"Ok," I answered while sticking the tips of my index finger and thumb into a small circle.

After Citra's departure, I again sat down with the security guard who was more than middle-aged.

"The pick hasn't come yet, Neng?" ask the security guard who might mince words because in this place we both live.

"Yes, sir," I replied, smiling faintly at him.

"Who's picking him up, his girlfriend?" ask the security guard again.

In my heart I grumbled a little, what does it have to do with you?

"Prospective husband, sir," I replied.

"Oh, I already have a husband, anyway. I don't think they're still dating like other young people. Yes, if you already have a husband, would be good. It's been directed, of course. Different from those who are still dating. Yes today's children, right, love kebablasan if dating. Yes, yes...!" said the campus security.

My forehead creased for a moment. Ish, speaking of opo anyway, sir? I kok, ora ngerti yo, my mind while smiling funny looking at the face of the security guard.

"Why, Neng? How to fuck yourself?" ask the security guard again with his jaw-dropping accent.

I who realized my Silence, stammered instantly. "Eh, no sir. Yes, Mr. Bener .. now there are many young people who are wrong. Maybe because they are still looking for themselves. Understand, the young ones like to, right, are in the self-evidence phase." I'm mrnimpali chat father. Although I don't really understand where the conversation is going.

An hour later, Mas Yudhis's white sports car finally stopped right in front of us. I stood up to greet him.

Mas Yudhis got out of the car. With his authoritative style, he stepped firmly towards us.

"Sorry late, Yang. The meeting in the office was quite slow today," said Mas Yudhis as soon as he arrived in front of me.

"It's okay, Mom. Mas Yudhis should have said that there was a meeting, so I could go home by myself, I replied.

"It's okay, besides I'm asking you to meet someone anyway,"

said mas Yudhis.

"really? Who's the same, Mas?" manya curious.

"Hmm .. confidential!" guru Mas Yudhis pinched the soft end of my nose.

"Ish, Mum! Pain ...." I whine spoiled.

Mas Yudhis smiled at my powerful attitude.

"Hmm, if you are dating again, it feels like the world belongs to both, the others are contracted," cried the security guard.

"Sorry, Sir. Oh yes, this is Mas Yudhis, the man I was waiting for." I introduced Mas Yudhis to the campus security guard who had accompanied me to wait for Mas Yudhis.

My priest-to-be seemed to stretch out his hand to shake hands with the security guard. "I am Yudhistira Devano, her future husband Resttyani" said Mas Yudhis.

"Oh, so this is the candidate of the priest, anyway" said the security guard received a helping hand of Mas Yudhis.

I smiled in response to the guards. "Then, excuse me, sir! Thank you for accompanying Chi," I said.

"Yes Neng, same. Don't worry, you are always ready to accompany the students who are waiting for an invitation" he replied.

After saying our greetings, we finally left the security guard who was still faithful to do his duty.

"Chi, today I want to see you," said Mas Yudhis, on his way.

I was a little surprised to hear what Mas Yudhis said.

"Now, Mas!" I protested a little against Mas Yudhis. Because, Mas Yudhis did not say that I would meet his mother today.

"Neither pa-pa, this is not the first time you have met your mother" replied Mas Yudhis.

"Yes, but Mas, I haven't prepared. Not changing clothes either, a while if you feel illfeel with the appearance of me who just came home from college, how?" I'm trying to find an excuse.

"Have, don't think too much. You are the future favorite daughter-in-law of mother, so there is no way you feel illfeel the same as you," said mas Yudhis.

I just kept quiet and slightly bent my face because I still felt annoyed with the demeanor of Mas Yudhis. After a 40-minute drive, we finally arrived at a restaurant that was quite luxurious.

"Come on!" take Mas Yudhis after parking the car.

Mas Yudhis took my hand and began to enter the lobby of the restaurant.

"Excuse me, Ma! The table in the name of Madame Amara Hadijaya what number, huh?" mas Yudhis asked the receptionist there.

"A little while, sir," said the receptionist, looking at the guest book. "Oh, in private room no 15, sir, on the 2nd floor" he continued.

"alright. Thank you, Ma'am," said Mas Yudhis.

Back Mas Yudhis took my hand. One by one we climbed the stairs to get to the room in question.

Arriving there, a mother who was past half a century, stood up and greeted me.

"Hallo, Honey! How are you?" he hugged and kissed both of my cheeks.

"Alhamdulillah, good ma'am," I replied in return for Mas Yudhis's mother's embrace.

"It's nice to meet you. For a long time, we never talked together. Sit yuk!" take Aunt Amara who is none other than Mas Yudhis's mother.

I nodded and followed Aunt Amara's invitation. After sitting down, we talked for a while while waiting for the food to come.

"Where's your college going, okay?" ask Aunt Amara.

"Alhamdulillah Aunt, smoothly," I replied.

"How many more semesters, son?" ask again.

"If there are no obstacles, there are only two more semesters, Tan" I replied.

"Ah, thank goodness! Aunty can't wait to take a grandchild. You didn't change the wedding time, did you?" ask Aunt Amara, investigate.

"God willing, Mom. After Chi graduated from college, we will get married soon" replied Mas Yudhis.

"Mom's happy to hear that, son. May everything go well according to our wishes."

"Aamiin's."

"Sorry, I'm late. The road was jammed earlier."

The deg!

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