My Lecture, My Husband
27

As you said, finished my breakfast and Mas Arka went straight home. Mas has a class while I take care of this and that, I also have to think about what work I have to do while waiting for graduation time later.

Actually at first I had the intention to work in the company, but since I was married I had to ask Mas Arka's opinion first. Hix... This is one of the shortcomings of marriage before graduation, because what should be the permission of the husband when the father nyekolahin.

Want to be idle but not delicious too, it seems like how it is. It is one of the goals of college is a good job, but if married this way I also have to hear the opinion of the husband, and so on, position as wife of person.

"Mas, last night Mas what the hell is work? Until the very night of his return." I turned to Mas Arka who was focused on driving, he was silent not answering, a mysterious pretentious once. "It's such a secret that I can't know?"

He looked at me for a while and focused again on the road, I stuck to it too!

Once we arrived at our house the same as hunting to change clothes, luckily it had taken a shower. Honestly since marriage, I am lazy to take a shower so diligent shower.

Even so, sir Su also rarely glances, cih!

Because the time is tight, I am the one who usually drives the beautiful so must nebeng Mas Arka. Arriving at the campus, without saying what Mas Arka immediately walked away. I've told you or not? Mas Arka is a very time discipline, there is no tolerance for students who are late to their classes.

I was late for college, and you know what happened? I wasn't allowed to go to her class, but when she had a quiz to add value, I was only three minutes late.

*

I took a deep breath, I felt like I was learning for hours in class instead of having to take care of this and that. My leg felt like it wanted to break, especially since this morning I have not had breakfast.

Because Laura is still in class and Adrian is doing a lot of other business today, so the only place I can go to is Mas Arka's room. Coincidentally Mas Arka room facilities are quite complete, I can ride a nap for a while.

Tok tok tok tok

"Lake in!"

I opened the door after hearing a cold voice from inside, he raised his face and was surprised to see it. Maybe he's a little surprised, I don't usually come into his room unless it's right to discuss the thesis a moment ago.

"Mas!"

He was even more surprised, it was my fault for calling him 'Mas' on campus. I pointed at the sofa in the corner of the room

"I can sleep there, right?"

He looked at the sofa and saw me "Your business is done?"

I shook my head, "Not yet, some lecturers don't come, Mas." I put a file on his desk "Here I'm going to sleep Mas, can't I?"

He nodded his head, the plan earlier otherwise allowed I would still force hahaha! This is also his fault, because waiting for him a long time so stay up where to wake up again in the morning, already wake up in the morning is still in the skin.

"Mas, the ac temperature turns dong, I'm angry."

He took the remote, raised the AC temperature at my request. I lay myself on the couch, ahhhh... It feels relieved to straighten your back after traveling around campus taking care of many things.

*

I woke up to the sound of people talking, I only slept for five minutes. I feel my head that feels stuck, when pulling it was Mas Arka's jacket, when he put it for me to make a pillow? I also found that there was a holster covering the body part of my carry, it looks like this is the glove that he wears to pray deh.

When I turned to the sound of the voice earlier, I found some students, I guess they will ask Mas Arka to be their guiding lecturer.

"I still have student guidance."

Hearing Mas Arka's reply, their faces looked desperate. Yes, although not directly, Mr. Arka's statement is clearly a rejection.

Still sleepy, I closed my eyes. But hearing Mas Arka's voice made me re-open my eyes, he was already standing next to the sofa.

While rubbing my eyes, I asked "Why Mas?"

"home"

I limp up from my bed, remove the sheath from my feet and stand up. I tidied up the sofa I was sleeping on earlier, handed back Mas's jacket and folded the sarong.

I smell the scabbard, I'd better take it home and wash it later. I stepped towards the sink that happened to be there, it seemed to be installed when the corona was hot again.

I walked over to him, because today I was so tired, it was time to persuade my halal sugar daddy first. I hugged his arm, FYI he was no longer surprised as usual.

I looked up to see his expression, but he had a casual expression. Maybe because he felt my gaze, he looked down at me who was still looking at him.

"Why?"

"Not lust the same as me?" I don't know what got into me, but Mas Arka was a big plate. Want me if he's still flat, like I'm it's nothing.

I don't mean to be perverted or nervous, it's just that I sometimes feel like I'm not seen as a woman. Knows ngak anyway? Kayaks... I can't explain how but that's how I feel right now.

I flinched from my daydream as soon as my body was lifted up, sitting me down at the table with ease. I round my eyes in disbelief, I'm pretty heavy but he looks so light.

"M-Mas?"

Seriously shocked! Moreover, the distance is now very close, both hands are even on both sides of my body. I know he's looking at me but I don't dare to look at him at all, it's my fault for asking him strangely earlier.

"Why ask that?"

"Huh?" the fight turned my eyes back to meet his eyes.

Mama help! I forgot that the one I was facing was a thirty-year-old grown man.

"That's... It's nothing, I was just asking." I pushed him away, I wanted to escape.

Luckily he didn't insist, I quickly got off the table collecting everything I had brought earlier. I turned back to her, she was just crossing her arms probably because she realized that we were still on campus.

"Let's go home," I quickly walked towards the door, "Mas, we're eating outside huh! I'm lazy to cook."

I was just about to pull the door but Mas Arka arrived to hold it, why the hell is this guy? If she arrives like this I get nervous, what pity is my tiny heart?

"People"

I didn't dare to look back at him at all, he made our distance very close.

"Don't think weird, I just have good self-control" he said

Whatdoes thatmean?

I turned my body to face him, raising my gaze to his face. Ugh... Isn't this cheating? Why does he have to be handsome? My heart can shake!

"M-mas never saw me right," I bit my lower lip, said the housewife's communication, this means communication right? "that's... I feel uncomfortable."

He was silent about not saying anything, he still seemed to want to hear what I wanted to say.

Taking a deep breath, looking back at him "Even though... Even though Mas and I were in a match, I.. I'm serious"

"You don't think I'm serious?"

I clenched my hand "It's not so! I just thought that Mas didn't want me. He rarely spoke even after I spoke at length."

"Should it?"

Ha's?

Mas's face looked confused, he frowned. I grunt, you're talking irate.

"Mas, action is important, but women also need statements and responses. That way we feel that we are appreciated for his existence."

I deliberately kicked her leg, before she got angry I quickly opened the door and ran away.

I grinned as she looked at me, "Eating outside is okay!" I cried before I ran away.