My Killer Lecturer's
Life Puzzle

Instantly my heart seemed to stop beating hearing a voice that was never foreign again in the ears. I looked up, my mouth wide open as I saw the cold, eagle-eyed man's straight steps approaching our table.

"Ah, Fatwa Darling .. you finally came too," said Aunt Amara as she approached the mad lecturer and hugged him.

I was getting more and more stunned to see that sight. Ish, why did Aunt Amara hug the killer lecturer? my inner

"Ah, yes Aunt. Sorry, I'm late" said the shameless lecturer.

"It's okay, honey. It's just starting, too. After all, there are still many other dishes that have not been served" said Aunt Amara. For a moment, Aunt Amara looked at Mas Yudhis.

"Eh, Yud, do you still know Fatwa?" aunt Amara asked her son.

"Of course, Mom. Isn't she my cousin who always breaks women's hearts with her charms?" mas Yudhis said as he walked closer to the cold man.

"You can go, Bang!" fatwa. A second later, they hugged each other.

"Wait on! How can you be here. Wasn't the last time I heard you were living in Holland, huh?" mas Yudhis asked the perverted lecturer.

"Hahaha, I've been a long time, times, moving here. Lo-ja who never ngeh," said lightly the cold man.

"Huhaha, um,...."

They chuckled together, leaving me alone in the seat. What the hell is this? What the hell's going on? Why would that cold guy be here? Mas Yudhis said that the cold man was his cousin, that means .. Are they brothers?! Ish, why is this so?

There were many questions that raged in my heart after seeing the cold man greet Mas Yudhis and his mother.

"Oh, yes Fat, know ... this is his future wife Your brother, which means future aunt as well," said Aunt Amara, introducing me to the lecturer sengklek it.

The cold man walked over to me. He then extended his hand. "Fatwa Imammuddin, you just call me Fatwa!" he said full of gentleness.

Uh ... What the fuck? Does he not recognize me? Or just pretend you don't know me? my thinking.

I was surprised to see his attitude as if this was our first meeting. I don't understand the story he's going to tell. But, whatever it is .. I will follow the flow.

"Resti, but you can call me Chi!" I answered while welcoming the cold man's hand. For the first time after High School, we shook hands.

The man shook my hand, tightly. There was an unusual taste coming back inside the chest. Geranyar was strange when he looked into the eyes of his eagle, running back to my body.

I immediately decided on the view. Not wanting to be provoked by emotions, I sat back down and tried to ignore the existence of the eagle-eyed cold man.

There are many topics they talk about. Sometimes, I feel like a goat between them. Luckily, Aunt Amara realized that. He then started asking about my daily activities.

"Where's your job, son?" ask Aunt Amara.

"Eh ...." I, who was enjoying the food, looked up. "Alhamdulillah, good Tan," I replied.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Chi. Chi just wants to realize the wishes of the late papa who wanted Chi to become a teacher," I said trying to give understanding to my future mother-in-law.

"Yes, Auntie understands, son. Forgive Aunt, for being worried about your situation, Aunt instead forced the will of Aunt to you," said Aunt Amara.

"It's okay, Auntie. Chi can understand Aunt's worries. Chi understands Aunt's feelings, because of what Aunty feels, Chi often sees it in her mother. But, Auntie need not worry. A year is not a long time" I said.

"Hmm, hopefully. Don't let me wait any longer. Inget age, Bang! If something is certain, why wait for something uncertain?" said the cold man.

Eits, what does this mean? Is he insinuating my situation? inner me.

I stared intently at the crazy lecturer. A cynical grin emanated clearly in the look on his face. I don't know what the killer wanted. Why did he have to return to being a shadow in my life after all this time disappearing.

I saw, without feeling guilty, the lecturer went back to eating. It seems, he felt happy because it managed to make me misbehave in front of my future husband and future mother-in-law.

I glanced at the tiny clock that coiled around my wrist. The time marker already shows at 17:00. Hmm, it's been very late afternoon, I have to go home soon. Otherwise, I could die standing in front of that killer lecturer.

"Mas, it's afternoon. Looks like Chi has to go home," I said staring at Mas Yudhis expectantly.

Mas Yudhis took a glance at the clock in his hand. A smile also emanated from the look on his face. I saw him nod his head.

"Mom, Yudhis brought Chi home first huh? It's been a very late afternoon" Mas Yudhis told his mother.

Aunt Amara smiled, a moment later she nodded. "Take your future wife home, son! And do not forget to buy something as a hand for his family at home," said Aunt Amara.

"Good, Mom. I don't have to worry about it" replied Mas Yudhis.

I'm approaching Aunt Amara. "Chi go home first, Tan!" my pamit to Aunt Amara.

"Yes. Be careful on the road. Don't forget, say aunty's regards to your mama" said Aunt Amara, hugging my body again. For a moment, we hugged each other.

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Arriving at the room, I immediately went to the bathroom to clean myself up. Shortly thereafter, I fulfilled my duty. After the magrib prayer, I began to teach to calm my mind. For some reason, after coming home from that restaurant, my mind got messed up. Mas Yudhis's chatter only went into the right ear and out of the left ear. My concentration broke out immediately upon learning of the kinship between Mas Yudhis and the cold man.

I closed the Quran after chanting a few verses. Take off the face, fold and re-put it in a small cupboard next to the workbench. My thoughts continued to wander on the relationship of Fatwa and Mas Yudhis. How'this? Shall I be frank with Mas Yudhis if I have known Fatwa all this time? Should I tell you my old story with the Fatwa? Should I report his actions that complicate my course grades?

"Aargh!"

I slowly pulled my hair. My head felt like it was going to break thinking about the complicated relationship between me, Mas Yudhis and the foreign man. God, what kind of riddle of life I have to go through. Why did he have to come back to my daydream?

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