My Killer Lecturer's
Anneu Jannatunnisa's

Anneu again threw all the items she was able to reach. Pillows, phones and flower vases that were on the nightstand next to her bed, did not escape Anneu's tantrums. All of that stuff flew like a UFO that landed without a fuss.

Prangs!

Pyars!

Back broken glass scattered around the bathroom door. He grabbed a pillow and threw it into a row of books lined up neatly on the stacking racks.

Gubrakk!

The force of Anneu's throw, made the bookshelf fall instantly. Satisfied to make her room like a broken ship, Anneu turned her face to close her eyes. A trace of the most beautiful memories until bitter came to his closed eyes.

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"Do you know, Neu! The girl has received the love of Brother!" shouted an 18-year-old man cheerfully.

"Ish, did Brother Andra not choose the wrong girlfriend. He was still in the 3rd grade of Junior High, far away from the age of Brother who was in High School. Shouldn't you look for a boyfriend who's the same age?" anne asked her sister who was in love.

"Love doesn't look at age, Deck! The important thing is to be happy, wew! Be prepared if you have a brother-in-law your age, hahaha," a boy named Andra who is none other than the first son of Bu Wati and Pak Rahadi.

"Huh, kek mo's taking it to the guarantee!" ledek Anneu's.

"Must dong, Deck! Brother doesn't want to mess around. Anyway, any way, Octora Resttyani must be a mother of older children later," said Andra. "Yes, Brother wants to clean first, sticky," he continued.

"Be careful, brother! Boyfriend ntar asked to play it to play ground, hahaha...." Anneu again taunted her sister. However, Andra just shook his left hand.

After a few months, Anneu saw happiness on Andra's face. Until that night...

Brugh!

Anneu's vegetables heard the sound of someone falling in the living room. Anneu was surprised. He started to get scared because there was no one in the house but him and his maid. Both parents and his sister were visiting his aunt's house in Bandung.

"Aargha!"

"Sound Brother Andra," hissed Anneu. He immediately put away his blanket and got out of bed.

In a hurry, Anneu descended the steps one by one.

"Basic fucking women! How dare he decide me! Aargh!"

Prangs!

Andra kept screaming and smashing the jars that were on display in the living room.

"Sister! What's wrong with you, brother?" Anneu slid towards her brother. "Gee!" She immediately covered her nose as she smelled alcohol from her brother's mouth, who kept cursing at a woman.

Brugh!

Not yet had Andra replied, he had fallen unconscious because his head felt dizzy due to heavy drunk.

Since then, Andra has always wandered and returned drunk. One night, Andra is found dead at her friend's house due to overdosing. And only Anneu knows why Andra fell into the world of night and drugs. All because of one name. Octora Resttyani's.

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"Excuse me, Neng! Si Mbok ordered mom to clean Neng's room." Suddenly, Mbok Jum's speech on the doorstep blew away Anneu's daydream.

Clamps!

Anneu opened the room door. The smell of lavender, gushing through both nostrils. He stepped into the room and opened the window curtain. The reflection of sunlight was clearly visible in a glass frame displaying a photo that resembled impeccably with him.

Anneu stepped her foot closer to the photo. His hands were stretched out to wipe away the dust stuck in the glass frame.

"Mystery let alone all this, An? Why can't God let me live in peace. I thought, after your departure, I could achieve my own happiness. But truth? Huh, that happiness still can't reach me. Are you happy right now, An? Are you laughing at me now?" anneu stared intently at the photo.

"Ish, An .. somehow your smile is like mocking me." - Anneu grumbled as she scratched her head. "But you don't have to worry, An. I can definitely clean it all up. Moreover, I know that the woman who was trying to seize my Fatwaku was the same person who had caused our brother to die. You know, An .. He's a murderer, just like your Fatwa! But .. You don't have to worry, An. I will repay all their deeds to you, ", Anneu continued.

Anneu put her ear on the picture frame. "What did you say, An?" anneu asked, pulling herself back and looking intently at the girl in the photo. "No An, forgive me .. but I can't stop my madness. I don't want to lose the Fatwa anymore. Oh, An .. how can I survive against fate without him in my life. You understand that, don't you, An?" anneu said, nodding her head and showing a face of compassion in front of the photo as if she was staring and smiling at him.

"I love Fatwa, An .. I love her so much. And you know if I can do anything to have that man. Come on, An .. I don't want any more casualties because of my love, but I can't help myself, An. Moreover, when I found out that the woman was the one who had caused Brother Andra to die. I think it would be nice if I could play around with them before I eliminate the woman. That way, the death of you and brother Andra will never be in vain. What do you think, wasn't my idea brilliant? Haha...?" Anneu laughed as she passed away from her twin sister's room.

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Tap-tap-tap!

Half-running, Anneu went down the steps one by one.

"Yes...! Mother...!" anne called her mother.

"Yes, Son. What's up?" Mrs Wati shouted from the kitchen.

Anneu ran towards the kitchen. She saw her mother helping Bik Mamah who was concocting food for dinner.

Bu Wati turned to hear the sound of a chair being pulled by someone.

"Eh, is it okay, son?" As soon as I saw Anneu who was already sitting on the dining table chair.

"Thank God, Bun," replied Anneu.

"What do you need to call Mother?" asked Bu Wati while continuing to slice the vegetables.

"Would you speed up Anneu's engagement to the fatwa?" anne asked suddenly.

"Aww!"

Surprised to hear the words of the princess just wayangnya, accidentally Bu Wati's finger sliced by the knife he was using. Fresh blood began to pour out. Ms. Wati immediately washed her injured index finger in the sink. After that, he dried it using a hand cloth. He then approached his daughter.

"Are you aware of what you said to Anneu Jannatunnisa?" tanya Bu Wati, furious. This time his patience was running out.

"Yes, Mother. I realized what I was saying, "Anneu answered flatly as she reached for the bread on the table.

"You're completely insane, Anneu!" Bu Wati started to get a little emotional looking at her daughter who wore a sinless facial expression.

"Don't start again, Mother. I'm still sane!" snapped Anneu.

"Then act like a sane person!"

Seriate