My Lecturer My Beloved
At last..

Silence ensues in the car carrying Kevin and his loved ones, all the way home. No one dared to start to open their voices, everything dissolved in their respective daydreams.

Deep in the body of Kevin's heart, terbesit pity on Satria who turns out his father was. Dian remembers vividly how she helped the man, looking for a very simple contract, and seeing how sad it is now to live alone because it was presented by his wife and child.

"Wait on! I still have another sister. How's it going now? is she okay?" kevin whispered to himself.

"What am I thinking about? does she still have a mother? he was with his mother, so he must be fine, "again Kevin spoke to himself.

Without feeling it, they have now arrived at their homes. The three of them got out of the car with a state that still remained silent.

Kevin stepped past his mother and Keysa just like that and Mutia could only sigh at Kevin silencing him

"Vin, are you angry with Mamah son?" mutia asked before Kevin went any further.

Kevin paused his steps, hearing his mama's voice speak. He turned his body and stared at his mother.

"I'm not angry Mah. I just feel a little disappointed. Why did you keep this a secret for years?"

"Mama didn't mean to keep it a secret from you boys. Mamah just doesn't want to remember that anymore.Because that's the most painful thing for mamah," said Mutia with a sad face.

"But, anyway we deserve to know Mah. What if I fell in love with her daughter?because as far as I know, Mr. Satria has one daughter." Kevin said.

"Yes, Mah! we deserve to know." joked Keysa with puffy eyes.

"Sorry Mom, son! actually want to tell the two of you, but you don't know where to start. All this time why mamah told me that your papah is dead and not the real story, that's so you two keep thinking that your papah is a good person and never assume that you two are broken home children." mutia's light with tears escaped from the corner of her eyes.

"Sorry us, Mah! we had no idea how heavy the burden of Mamah was to bear this matter all by herself." Kevin hugs Mutia and is followed by Keysa.

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Satria POV.

How shocked I was, when I saw the figure of the woman who had stopped in my heart, the woman I married, but I betrayed being tempted by the woman who finally left me too, when my career was slumped.

Still vividly remembered, where Mutia always supported me, when I was an ordinary employee, in the branch company Wijaya group. He even helped me to find a fee by selling traveling cookies, so washing workers so I could finish my college. But this ungrateful me, even betrayed her by having a relationship with Rina behind her. The woman I thought I could make me proud when I walked in a public place, because indeed Lina was more fashionable and knew how to dress up beautiful than my wife Mutia.

When I was promoted to financial manager and transferred to the center, I gave this news to Rina first and on Rina's advice, I did not give this good news to Mutia, because she said, I didn't give this good news to her, if I tell Mutia, my wife will ask for all my salary. I foolishly followed Rina's advice and every month I just gave her my usual amount of salary, and even then I cut her down on the grounds for my needs. Brutal right?

At the peak, when due to my forbidden relationship with Rina resulting in her becoming pregnant, I decided to leave Mutia, who was also pregnant with my second child and preferred to marry Rina. Not without reason, though, at that time Rina threatened to make my career destroyed by revealing her pregnancy to the office where I work.At that time I did not want a career that had been built destroyed just because of the scandal I had made.

I wanted to hug them and apologize profusely. However, it seems that it can only happen in my imagination, because all I see from the bead of my children's eyes, is hatred.

I understand why they hate me so much. That's because what I did in the past was so hard to forgive. I didn't expect them to be able to accept me regrouping with them. I just want to get sorry from them, and that's enough for me. For now I just hope there is a miracle that will allow them to forgive me and I will try to get an apology from them.

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Inside a hotel room, which has been beautifully decorated, looks a pair of newlyweds who have just finished cleaning each other's bodies. Who else would they be if not God and Shakila.

"Well, is your month done?" the god asked while sniffing his wife's neck, which made Shakira crumble.

"Hmm, it's Ka! is he going to do it now?" shakila asked nervously.

"Hmm, yes! Are you ready?" ask the gods again.

"Hmm, what if I say I'm not ready yet, you still want to postpone it?"

"No! you've tortured me enough this week. Tonight I don't postpone it anymore."strict God with eyes that harbor passionate desire.

"So, why else would Brother ask for my readiness or not, if indeed brother does not delay it anymore?" Shakila stared at the god with a puff.

The god chuckled at his wife's words and then he cupped Shakila's cheek and began to bring her face closer to Shakila's face to reach for her pink lips. Meanwhile, Shakila had closed her eyes with a racing heart, waiting for her husband's lips to land on her lips.

The next second two lips have now been clenched with tongues that are twisted with each other. This was not Shakila's first experience, because during the previous week she and the Gods had done it often.

The hand of God has now been struggling to feel all the sensitive areas in Shakila's body.The kiss has now spread down, to the neck and left some signs of ownership there. With a flash now God has managed to remove his clothes Shakila and a beautiful sight before his eyes. The god also deftly opened all the clothes that wrapped his body, and now he was plainly the same as Shakila.

The god again clenched Shakira's lips and crept down. Now he has arrived at a place where there are two mounds on it attached to two brownish-pink marbles. The god played the little marble with his hand and then followed it with his mouth. The sound of Shakila's sigh seemed to be an encouragement yel-yel, for the Gods increasingly aggressively doing the action.

"Darling I'd like to go in, you hold back a little! because it must have been a little sick at first" whispered the God with a hunting breath, because of the fog of passion that had reached its peak.

Shakila nodded her head while poking her lips. In the next instant, there was a cry of agony from Shakila, when the divine staff managed to break through. However, it only lasted a moment, after that pain, now melted with the pleasure he got.

Tbc

Pray for the author, so as to avoid the outbreak of the Covid virus 19. Because starting from last night, I suddenly felt a very tightness until now and my body was also very weak. For that, I'm sorry that this chapter is crisp.

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