My Killer Lecturer's
Truth

As powerful as I was, I kept running to keep up with the man's pace. Arriving outside the park, Fatwa immediately opened her car door. I'm in too. Shortly thereafter, Fatwa entered her car from the steering gate.

"Had habit .. why the hell, if the story is not completed all. Just be curious," I grumbled.

"It's already afternoon Res, your mother must be worried because her son has not come home too" said Fatwa.

Hmm, sometimes there is also a point in what is said by the same lecturer. Although still holding a sense of annoyance, but I still obey the words of the man who is now driving beside me.

An hour later, I arrived home. My mother greeted me with a surprised look. However, I refused to respond to him. I leave immediately and go to the room. At a glance, I heard my mother ask about my situation to Fatwa.

"What's this, Fatwa boy? Why does your child's face look so tangled? Did something happen to my sister?" ask mama to her favorite killer lecturer.

"Sorry, Mom. I dare not tell. You better wait until Resti is ready to tell everything to Mom," replied Fatwa politely.

I could only swallow hearing Fatwa's reply. Yes, after all, my mom deserves to know what happened to me. But, not for now. I still need time to be alone and digest what I just experienced.

Not long after, I continued my steps towards ka.ar. Arriving at the room, I decided to soak in the warm water. Maybe in that way, my mind would be a little calmer.

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"Sister, is dinner ready?" yelled Rayya from behind the door.

"Later on, Deck. Brother is still full," I replied giving an excuse. The truth is, I wasn't ready to meet my mother.

"Yes already. Later if you are hungry, brother chat Ray aja, yes. Let Ray bring food to Brother's room" cried Rayya again.

"Yes, Deck! Thanks," I replied.

The atmosphere outside was silent. That meant, Rayya had already left from the front of the room. I pulled out the blanket and laid my body on the bed. Tears slowly came down again, as I remembered the betrayal of Yudhis and Citra, my friends.

I closed my eyes to remove the shadow. Until I finally remember nothing. I don't know how long I slept, until the knock on the door made me blink my eyes.

"Sister, can Mama come in?" I heard my mother's voice from behind the door.

"Just go in, Ma! The door's not locked, really!" I answered half screaming.

Door opens. The woman who was over half a century old but still looked beautiful, walked over. I immediately sat down as soon as mom arrived and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"So, son of Yudhis came here, brother. He's looking for you" said Mama, starting the conversation.

I'm silent. A little surprised indeed. Hmm ... It turns out, had the guts of those bastard men to come home, I thought.

"Sister," Mama touched the back of my hand, "what's the matter? Mama see, Yudhis boy looked very anxious," said mama.

Hearing my mother's question, my heart could no longer bear to keep all the truth about Yudhis.

"Ma, Ka-kakak did not want to marry Yudhis. Sister ... Brother doesn't want to continue this engagement relationship anymore." Finally the sentence slid free from my lips.

My mother seemed surprised to hear my wish.

"But why, brother? What the hell happened to you guys? Didn't you guys agreed yesterday to run the wedding date according to the original plan?" ask mama.

Mama rubbed my back. Patiently, he waited for me to tell him more. After my crying began to subside, my mother finally asked me again.

"What's going on, brother? Why don't you want to marry Nak Yudhis? Are you guys fighting?" ask mama.

I'm outlining a hug. A moment later, I looked at my mother. I could only shake my head to answer my mother's question.

"If you don't fight, then what? Mama knows that if son Yudhis has been very busy, maybe because of that too, he has become less attentive to you. But, if therefore you decide not to continue your relationship, it feels like an unreasonable reason," said Mama again.

"Ma-mas Yudhis is cheating, Ma," I said stammered.

Mom was surprised, but she could only shut up.

"He cheated on you with his best friend. Imagery." I continued my words.

Mom looked more and more rounding her eyes. Maybe he didn't believe what I said. But, whatever it is, I no longer want to continue my relationship with Yudhis.

"Are you sure, brother?" asked the mother I saw her eyes start to glaze over. Yes, which mother is not hurt to hear the fate of her daughter's marriage plans run aground.

"So sure, Ma. Ka-kakak saw it with his own Big Brother's eyes. Mas ... mas Yudhis se-sedang .. uhuhuhuhu...." I can no longer continue my words. The shadow of their hot activity was getting stifling my chest.

"Sst .. come on, kid. Do not continue if it is painful. Mama can understand your situation," said mama, re-embracing me.

I was crying in my mom's arms.

"Ma, may you ask for help" I asked after I was satisfied to cry.

"Tell me, son!" mama said while fixing my hair that looks tangled.

"If Yudhis comes again, please send him home. I don't want to see him anymore" I replied.

"Mom understand, maybe you really need time to calm down. But, it's not good to let the problem drag on, son. If you really want to break off your engagement with son Yudhis, we should also talk to the parents of son Yudhis. Remember brother, you are well-welded. And, mama hope, released must be in a good way too," said mama.

I'm nodding. "Yes, Ma. Later, after Brother is ready, Brother will talk to Yudhis to end this relationship," I replied.

"Yes, now go to sleep. You must be tired" said Mama.

I nodded back and broke down. Lovingly, my mother enveloped me. A moment later, my mother left my room.

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Two days had passed, and many times Yudhis came to explain the matter. I repeatedly refused his arrival. Really, I am not ready to confront Yudhis. The moans and seducing words for the woman still ring clearly in my ears. And I hate him so much.

Drr... Drr...

The phone I kept on the nightstand continued to vibrate. I snorted in annoyance. "That must be Yudhis who called," I muttered. Soon I snatched that flat object.

"You want more, Mom?!"

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