My Rector, My Lecturer, My Husband (Forced to Marry an Ice Beam)
Episode 2 - HUH?!

"Ah.ma.ma.af.." My mouth seemed unable to close. My body was stiff because of his cold gaze. How did this creature get here?

His gaze was still ice-cold, remaining deadly like a predator.

"You again!" said fierce. "Have known wrong even sculpt! What kind of manners is this?" his tirade made me wake up from my daydream.

"Qia, wait!" I heard screaming from behind. "Sir T-Rex!" shouted Naren. I looked at him, he immediately closed his mouth. Fortunately, he did not hear.

"Ma..af, Sir!" I'm helping to clean up Mr. T-Rex's dropped groceries.

The shopping is very strange, in the form of men's clothes. There are long jeans and flannel shirts. There are also shark motif watches and hoodies that are trending today. Maybe he's shopping for his son. If it's for him I don't think it's possible. Mr. T-Rex always wears formal, old-fashioned clothes.

"Other times look around! You're not in college right now, you're running around!" scold again. "You guys were late in my class, weren't you?"

"Yes...Sir. But we're not running around, sir. We're here working.." said Naren.

"Work? What work?" I was confused, Naren pressed down on one of my legs.

"You don't have to be ashamed, Qi. We're doing halal, parttime."

"Oh so, that's good. Your independence is already formed. I guess you guys are just a couple of bucins who just know the squandering that parents to date is not clear. Yeah, back to work. Next time don't be late in my class!" he's moving away.

The words of Mr. T-Rex kok makjleb yes. Ngabisin money ortu make the update is unclear? Hello, ortu I don't mind. I let out a breath. At least he's gone.

"Jeez, Ren, how the hell are we gonna meet him here?"

"It just so happens. No, no need to think about it."

"Van, but he's not married yet, is he? How did he buy that young man's clothes...."

"I don't know ah, it's not important for me to think about it." Naren was looking for a cell phone around me. "Where's my HP, huh? Where did you put it?"

"HUH? HP'S?" I'm waking up. Also, I was carrying Naren's HP. "No, Ren?" panicked start.

"Yes, don't-don't come in on Mr. T-Rex's groceries!"

"HUH?!" i'm appalled. "Oh my goodness, Ren. How, any?"

"Udah, come on now!" my yelling.

Naren and I hurriedly looked for him. Jesus, the signs are invisible. We searched the top floor to the parking basement. No sign of Mr. T-Rex.

"Ren, how about it, huh?" I want to cry because I feel guilty.

"Yes, tomorrow we will find him on campus. How else, not found also. Crying was useless, too," Naren looked a little annoyed.

"Ma.af, Ren.." I tried to persuade her not to get angry.

"Hm.." she answered briefly.

Gawat, Naren is angry, here. I wonder why Mr T-Rex could just disappear? Even though the mall is quiet and she is easily recognized by the ancient way of dress.

***

"Ren, I'm sorry about your HP.." I said softly when I got off the motorbike. I'm afraid Naren is angry, he doesn't talk all the way.

"Next time don't be careless!" he didn't look at me. "Here you go in, I'll be blamed again because you're late!" he just left by driving his bike hard.

"Where have you been, Qia?!" my mother was waiting near the gate. She wears a bright red dress at knee-high. Her hair is bunned with glamorous flawless make up. Isn't Oma's birthday party just a simple one? Why are you dressing up so much?

"It's just stitching again! Come on, get in the car, get her in the car!" say Mama. I was pulled into the car.

The car drove towards somewhere, at that time I was dressed by a MUA (Make Up Artist). Maybe this party invited a lot of important family business associates, I thought. Arriving at the party venue I've been dressed with a flawless make up. I wear a red dress. Jeez, the party was held at one of the 5-star luxury hotels. Inside it appears that the guests are wearing suits and dresses, maybe this party is a glamorous theme. A level 3 birthday cake was in the middle of the room. There was a candle with the number 70 on the second floor of the cake.

"Where are you from, Ma?" papa was standing next to Oma. It turns out that one of our families is compact wearing a red dresscode. "You know what? Our important guest is waiting!"

"Yes, Pa. Excuse me. Qia was home late, she had an impromptu lecture earlier," Mama looked at me, I think Mama was trying to save me.

"Yes, Pa. I had an extra lecture until the afternoon. You see the lecturer tomorrow has maternity leave.." I make excuses for not having trouble.

"Yes, we're starting the show," Papa went to Oma's side. The show began music began to accompany the cutting of the cake. Festive cheers filled the room. After the event, the dinner began. I don't really care and choose to sit in the corner of the room while eating cookies.

"Well, here, Jeng," Mama invited one of the female guests over to me. "This is my son, Qia. He's still in college fifth semester."

"Well, Jeng. His son is already big. Beautiful, Jeng. My son Billy would have liked it, hahaha," said the aunt. I don't know what that means but it tastes like the cake I'm eating is stuck in my throat.

"Qia, this is Mrs Belvana Hutama. Mr. Andy Hutama's Wife. Business associates and old acquaintances of our family. Come on, say hello" Mama ordered. I kissed the woman's hand. I don't know why I don't feel good.

"Well, that's polite. She's sweet and kind, Jeng. My son Billy would have liked it. Oh yeah, that's it!" this woman waved her hand towards someone.

The man approached, unlike the other guests he did not wear a suit but a casual dress. Black jeans and checkered flannel shirts became her clothes. An expensive silver watch was in his right hand. I felt a masculine aura just from a distance. How am I feeling, huh? As he approached, my heart seemed to want to jump out.

"SIR T-REX!!!" I screamed loudly, maybe the whole room could hear it. My eyes are not myopic, this man in front of me is the killer lecturer. Although his appearance changed but my eyes could not be wrong.

"YOU!!!" his yell. I don't think he can see me here either.

"Billy, do you know Qia? Well, good then," the woman looked at Mama. "Jeng, I think this matchmaking will be easier, hahaha," he said casually.

"HUH?! A MATCHMAKING?!" screams tight.

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