My Killer Lecturer's

My Killer Lecturer's
An Answer


"Fat, can Res ask you something?" I stared at the man.


"Please. If indeed I can answer it, I will definitely answer," said Fatwa, firmly.


"Promise, you'll answer honestly!" I asked the man while pointing my little finger.


"Yes, I promise," replied Fatwa linking her little finger to my little finger. " Say, what do you really want to ask?" fatwa stared fixedly.


"It's about the apartment key you gave Res at the time. Why did you give the keys to Yudhis's apartment to Res? What is your real intention? Is this your game to ruin Res's relationship with Yudhis?" my thoughts to that man.


"Astaghfirullah, Res .. I'm not that cruel! Clean up, keep your brain," Fatwa said, touching my forehead.


"Ish, sick tau!" I whined and immediately felt a forehead that began to pulsate.


"Suudzon mulu innan. Instead of giving thanks aided, huh," grunts Fatwa look upset.


"Yes-yes, sorry. It's only natural that Res is suspicious. Your people seem to be very nervous Res broke up with Yudhis." I tried to defend myself.


"Honestly, I really hope you can break up with Yudhis. Because what? Because I know that Yudhis is no good. I deliberately gave the key and hoped that one night, you would come and catch them both. Just so you know, Res ... Your friend, he sleeps almost every night in the place of the Yudhis bang," said Fatwa with emphasis.


Instantly I shut my mouth when I heard the crazy lecturer say. "What do you mean, Fat. What does that mean, Citra has long had a relationship with mas Yudhis?" I asked, not believing.


Fatwa nodded in response to my words.


"But, since when?" I asked Fatwa.


"Since I gave you a bad grade in the second course" replied Fatwa, leaning back. His eyes looked back at the expanse of lake water.


"That means, it's been over a year. And they've been in touch that far? No. .. That's not possible, Fat. Res is very familiar with how Citra. You don't want that, Fat. Dzolim is his name" I grumbled.


"What do you think I'm giving you bad grades for no reason. Do you really feel your brain is below average?" tukas Fatwas.


"What do you mean?" my question is becoming more and more astonished. Ish, why does this guy keep so many riddles.


"I deliberately gave that bad value to get your marriage back" replied the Fatwa.


"Wait around! Res did not understand more," I said while staring intensely at the man.


Fatwa breathed her. A moment later, he stared intently at me.


"I knew from Aunt Amara that bang Yudhis was about to get married. I was surprised to find out, because I knew that Yudhis was not the type of man who wanted to be bound by a relationship. And I am even more surprised if it turns out that the future wife of Yudhis is you. Until one day....


Ranggila Bar


"That's right, Bro! So you're reckless as well as mo merit?" said Danis.


"Sori bro, the cave already proposed to him," replied Yudhis.


"Hahaha, finally the Casanova we stuck to his own game," led by Elvan.


"Lu will not join us - we will again dong if you have merit," said Jennie who was sitting on Yudhis lap.


"Ish, promise yaaa," whined Jennie.


"Yes, honey," Yudhis replied as he scooped up Jennie's sexy lips greedily.


"Uuhhhh .. nepsong lu, Yud," led Danis who saw the semi-live scene before her eyes.


"By the way, when do you merit?" ask Elvan.


"Fast after Chi, pass," replied Yudhis.


"Chi?" muttered Fatwa who at that time he was drunk because he was reunited with the woman who once filled his heart, but the pujaan turned out to have become someone else's future wife.


Fatwa immediately paid for the drink and passed away from the bar.


Next day. Fatwa goes to meet Aunt Amara to find out who his future wife Yudhis is.


"The name is Octora Resttyani. He was a teacher in SD. The aunt heard, she went to college again where you taught, Fat," said Aunt Amara.


Instantly both of Fatwa's knees felt weak to hear the name of her heart called.


Oh my God .. It doesn't matter if he's not my match, but I don't care if he has to match up with a depraved man like bang Yudhis.


"So when you know that Res is the future wife of Yudhis, you always try to separate us. That so?" I cut the Fatwa story.


It looks like the man is nodding.


"But why, Fat? Why wait for Res to get hurt because he witnessed the actions of mas Yudhis Citra. Why didn't you tell Res about Yudhis. And citra? How do you know if Citra is related to Yudhis?" I'm getting more upset.


"If I told you about the ugliness of Yudhis and Citra, would you just believe me? Come on, Res .. I know you hate me. If I dismantle all the rottenness of your best friend without proof, there you will be more and more away from me. When I told you that Yudhis isn't good for you, you hated me, didn't you?" Fatwa.


I'm silent. It is true what the Fatwa said. Who would believe a suspicion without proof.


"Since I knew the bad intentions of Yudhis, I began to follow the movements of Yudhis bang. I decided to move the apartment so that I would know every movement of Yudhis. And it turns out, there I got an amazing surprise. Unintentionally, I saw your best friend go into the room of bang Yudhis in the middle of the night. From that moment I watched over Yudhis's room. Hmm, your best friend is a very reckless woman. Almost every day he spent the night at the place of the bang Yudhis. Finally I asked for the spare key to Yudhis's room, made a duplicate of it and gave it to you. I hope that one day you will come and catch them both" Fatwa said at length.


"And your plan succeeded" I said flatly.


"My plan would not have worked without Sandra's help" Fatwa replied.


I was surprised to hear Sandra's name coming from her lips. "What do you mean, Fat?"


"Here you go, it's afternoon ..we'd better go home," the Fatwa asked.


"Wait, you haven't told me everything. What does it mean without Sandra's help? What does that mean, you know Sandra?" I asked a little scream because the Fatwa had gone from the park bench.


Not the answer I got from the man full of mystery, but a wave of hands. Finally feeling annoyed, I got up from my seat and ran after the cold eagle-eyed man.


"Wait!"


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