My Killer Lecturer's
Image Recognition

"Resti!" fatwa said as she ran up to me. His hands began to stretch out to rub my hair. "Thank God, you finally came to your senses, Res," said Fatwa looking at me tenderly.

I started to spread my eyes. My forehead frowned slightly as I looked at the room I was in right now. "Where's the rest?" I looked back at the man.

"You are in the hospital now, Res," replied Fatwa in a raucous voice as if she was holding back her sobs.

"W-what happened to Res?" ask again.

"You–"

"Sister Chi, ah thank God Big Brother is conscious."

Not finished Fatwa said her sentence, Citra suddenly entered my room. Suddenly, Fatwa and I turned to the woman standing in front of the hospital bed.

Looking at that woman, my feelings were shattered again. The shadow of the two of them who were mixing love on the bed, flashed again. Disappointment, disgust, hate, anger, everything mixed into one. But I still try to manage my emotions.

I see, Fatwa blocked Citra's arm and was about to drag her out. I'll stop him immediately. "Let him in, Fat!" I said to Fatwa.

"But, Res?!" The Fatwa did not seem to accept my decision.

"Restrictly pa-pa, Fat. Let him in" I replied.

Fatwa releases Citra's hand. After that, Citra approached and hugged me. My left hand pushed Citra's body away. Really, I wouldn't get a hug from a hypocritical friend like him.

"Would you like to come here?" ask me without looking at him. I'm sick of seeing the look on Citra's face that looks plain.

"I-I want to apologize to Brother," Citra replied, staring softly at me.

"For what?" ask again.

"For everything, brother. I want to apologize for all the mistakes I've done with Brother," Citra said so smoothly.

"Hmm, for everything. For all the plays and dramas of your affair with mas Yudhis? Right, right?" I said while smiling cynically to Citra.

The girl could only bow her head when she heard my well-founded accusation.

"Please give me a reasonable reason, Image! Why are you doing all that? I trust you so much. But why did you stab me in the back?" I leaned Citra with various questions.

"I-I'm sorry, brother." Back is all he can tell me.

"I don't need your forgiveness, I just need an explanation from you!" I said a little screaming. Really, I began to feel annoyed at the naivety he had displayed before me.

The image can only be silent hearing my words.

"Well, if you have nothing else to say, please leave!" I finally gave up. It feels free to force people who never want to tell the truth.

"I love Yudhis!" said Citra, quite loud in acknowledging her feelings.

Actually, I had expected that Citra would say this. But, when I heard it directly, still my heart ached.

"Since when?" I began to provoke Citra to say more honestly.

"Since the first time I met with Yudhis," replied Citra.

It was seen that Citra was slightly stunned to hear my question. For a moment, he just stared at me.

"You still don't want to be honest, Cit? If so, go! I don't need an explanation from you anymore!" drive me to Citra.

Imagra sighed. "Since I was in High School" Citra replied, "I knew Yudhis long before I knew him. I fell in love with Yudhis, long before Brother fell in love with him" Citra said firmly.

"And you loved Yudhis, who was your friend's lover, right?" accuse me directly.

The image looks very surprised to hear my accusations.

"Da-where did Big Brother know about it?" tanta Citra who instantly looks so nervous.

"Hmm, you don't need to know where I know all your bad attitudes in the past. The one I want to ask you. Why is it that when I introduce Yudhis to you, you act as if you have never known him? What good are you tricking me, Cit?" ask me to Citra.

"I'm sorry, Brother. For God's sake, I have no intention of seizing Yudhis from Brother. Everything happened so suddenly, I–"

"Suddenly you said?" I said, "you said it happened all of a sudden, while you were having your dark relationship behind my back for over a year! Crazy ... You guys are really crazy. Apparently, all this time I've been like a fool. How come you lied to me!" yells annoyed.

I see, Citra again surprised to hear the words of I who have known the affair he and Yudhis all this time.

"Sir .. a-I ... I...." The image seems to have difficulty speaking

"Quite Cit, I don't want to hear anything more about your confession to Yudhis. Right now, please leave me!" my door to Citra.

"But Brother, I beg ... please release Yudhis from the police station" Citra said. A second later, his body just fell on the floor.

I was so surprised to hear the request of Citra. For a moment, I stared at Fatwa who was still standing beside the bed with her hands folded on her chest. Police station? What does Citra mean?

"Go home! You don't have to take care of him anymore. Let him take responsibility for all his deeds" said Fatwa, coldly.

Ah, I don't understand anymore.

"I beg you Brother, please forgive me, brother Yudhis! I promise, I will not disturb your relationship anymore, provided you will forgive and release Yudhis from prison" Citra said.

"Do you think I still want to be in a relationship with a guy like that? Ck, how shallow your mind is. Look Citra, I will never accept Yudhis again in my life. So, please get out of here. Whatever you do, it won't change your decision. Mas Yudhis must take responsibility for all his actions, understand you!" my spoken.

"But Brother...."

"I want to rest, I'm tired. Please get the hell out of here before I ask the security guards to kick you out" I said.

I don't know what happened to me. All my life, I never kicked someone out even though I didn't like it. But this time, I can't just be ordinary with this woman. Perhaps, once in a while I should also be able to be cruel, so that she would know that I am not a weak woman.

Fatwa immediately approached Citra after nearly 10 minutes she was still kneeling in front of the bed. Quickly, his hand blocked Citra's wrist and dragged her out.

"Basically women don't know themselves!" grunts Fatwa annoyed

I can still hear Citra screaming my name. But I try not to ignore it. Although unconsciously, tears had already fallen past both of my cheeks. But I must not be weak just by hearing the heartbreaking screams and cries of Citra.

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