My student's my future husband?
Episode 54

Not feeling the time continues to run, the earth continues to do its job to revolve around the center of the solar system. Ajeng pregnancy age has entered the 4th month. During that time he had undergone many changes that had happened to him. Not just his weight, but his behavior. She was lucky enough that in her first pregnancy, she did not experience severe morning sickness. Of course this helped him to stay fit in his teaching performance.

Meanwhile, Ferdian kept trying to escort, guard, and pay full attention to his wife. Although he currently felt his trauma had not bothered him too much. Hopefully it won't have an effect.

The midterms of the students have just finished. Get down from his office slowly. Ferdian had been waiting for him on the porch of the deanate building. That afternoon they planned to have lunch together in the cafeteria. During this pregnancy, Ajeng always asked Ferdian to meet him at lunchtime. Whether because she was pregnant, she always missed her husband wherever he was. In fact, he asked Ferdian to invite his friends if he really wanted the atmosphere to feel more exciting.

Ferdian smiled at Ajeng's arrival. Adjeng embraces her husband's arms and walks to the canteen. The scenery of Ajeng and Ferdian has always attracted attention. Some were amazed, some were looking cynically. Rumors about their situation are also true and straight, namely both have established a legitimate marriage. So there are no more rumors that the two are still dating, except halal dating. Of course this makes a lot of heartbreak for students and students who feel attracted to both of them. Except for those who do not care at all or even are indeed closed off from such information. Even the news of Ajeng's pregnancy has spread.

"Miss Ajeng is healthy?" ghani asked politely when he saw his friend's wife was already sitting on one of the dining table chairs.

"Alhamdulillah," Ajeng replied smiling.

"The truth is we're okay sitting here, Miss?" ask Malik to make sure.

"You relax, I don't want to talk!" ajeng chuckled.

"Of course, guys, someone's bucin now!" said Ferdian, who was sitting next to his wife.

Of course Ajeng so feel blushed said 'bucin' by her husband. She hit her husband's arm.

"Ashik or washed with Miss Ajeng mah huh? So envious of that!" syaiful.

"Sstt...hhh! Let's eat, kasian bumil already laper huh? Is that right, sweetheart?" asked Ferdian, while his wife just smiled.

Actually Ajeng himself has brought provisions. Only the six men in the vicinity ordered food in the cafeteria. He took out his lunch box and bottle and put it on the table.

Seeing Ajeng with Ferdian and his friends in the cafeteria, many students looked up at him, then whispered something among those who were happy to talk about people with their sharp tongues.

"That's Miss Ajeng is not uncomfortable what is surrounded by such a rich guy?" ask a long-haired student.

"There is Ferdian, her husband! No, after all Miss Ajeng is sitting in the corner, blocked by Ferdian!" replied a short-veiled woman who saw the position of Ajeng was not crowded by Ferdian comrades.

"Ah, I am still angry. But how the charm of Miss Ajeng so decreased is that since the same marriage Ferdian?" said the long-haired student again.

"Yes yes, I think the taste of Miss Ajeng is high quality. Macho and handsome adult man is rich Pak Ardi or the new lecturer," this time a flat-boned student who chimed in.

"Yes have a taste each time! Why do you bother with people's lives? If Miss Ajeng is comfortable and in love with her own students, what does it mean to you?" the hijab girl's friend reminded the two.

"Yes, there is no shame in it for us. Just for fun. It's fun to talk about that guy, hihi.." said the long-haired student giggled with his flat-boned friend.

His hijab-wearing friend just cheered and then left the two friends.

Such is the work of the turah lambe who are happy to comment on the lives of others, although in fact their deepest hearts are so envious of the life of the person they are talking about. Not a few students who actually prefer to talk about other people's matters, rather than taking care of their own lectures. Be that as it may, their brains are a little distracted, absorbing the slow eyes of the lecture, but can process quickly when there is gossip. Ah, that's the world.

"What time are you home, honey?" ask Ferdian after lunch.

"Siang, but I want to go to the library first, give me a review of the journal that I pinjem," replied Ajeng.

"So, will you make a deal in the library?"

"Can!"

"Is it okay to wait a minute?"

"Yes, nothing is normal! You keep doing it every day!" said Ajeng, making the man in front of him chuckle.

Ferdian did always go home more afternoons than Ajeng, especially on Thursday as it is today. This makes Ajeng will wait for the return of Ferdian. Usually he waits in his study or in the library or even in the campus mosque. She just wants to go home with her husband and not with anyone else. He was also not allowed by Ferdian to bring his own motorbike, because he was worried about the health of his fetus.

"Yes, call me later!" exclaim Ferdian ruffled Ajeng's hair.

"That's a habit!" dengus Ajeng tidied his hair which now the red paint has faded.

"This is a sign that I love you!" said Ferdian ruffling his wife's hair again.

"Fre!!!" yelling Ajeng upset.

Ferdian laughed at his wife who was upset by her behavior.

"I've changed it!" ferdian.

A moment later he peeked at his wife's right cheek, making the woman red. How not? Ferdian does it next to the classroom, in the corridor of the lecture hall where students usually pass by to enter the classroom. Although by the time her husband did that, the condition of the corridor was quiet.

Ajeng pinched her husband's arm.

"I like it, but not here too!" seer Ajeng pout.

Ferdian held back his laughter.

"I went to college, baby! Again the focus yeah, don't think I keep going!"

"Hmmm...."

"Good dede don't make Mommy angry, Daddy study first, we will see ya later tonight!" said Ferdian stroked Ajeng's stomach, although it still felt stiff for him, but Ajeng always asked him to do so.

Ajeng's face that was still pouting did look anxious. Moreover, the woman's cheeks are now more filled, making Ferdian can not bear to peek one more cheek.

While the man in the plaid shirt ran away from his wife with a laugh.

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That afternoon, I walked out of the library. After returning a collection of journals, he had borrowed a book that discussed the history of Islam in the middle ages. She felt that her historical knowledge of Islam must increase, especially she had also made a budget traveling with her husband. Who knows, one day he could visit Turkey as he said when playing heart to heart card games on the rooftop.

Ajeng sat himself in a long chair outside the library building. Soon the library was closed, he decided to go out first before the officers told the visitors to come out. He's going to wait for Ferdian here. Some students and students came out and put on their shoes. They smiled kindly greeting Miss Ajeng who was sitting on the chair.

A curly-haired student seemed to bother putting books in his bag. He put his shoes on the stone ceramic and sat himself next to Miss Ajeng. The student looked next to him, realizing that his favorite lecturer was next to him, he greeted him kindly.

"Sorry Miss, I'm sitting here huh?" serena's permission nodded.

"Yes, please!" answer the friendly Ajeng.

Ajeng was staring at his phone screen, while opening some of his favorite apps.

"Miss Ajeng hasn't come home yet?" serena asked after putting up her shoes.

"Not yet, any minute!" answer Ajeng.

"Ooh...., oh yes Miss, if I can collect the assignment from Miss before college next week?" ask Serena who was taught level 2 grammar by Miss Ajeng.

"Can! Are you done with your job?"

"Miss's father happened to be my favorite grammar lesson, so I was able to do my job sparingly" replied Serena.

"Good dong! You're taking the job now?"

"Yes Miss!" serena answered, taking some of the pieces of paper that had been put together from inside her bag. Then he handed it to the lecturer beside him.

"This, Miss!"

"Well, I'll check!" said Ajeng slipped the paper into his bag.

"Who are you waiting for?" serena asked a little curious.

"Against the husband" Ajeng replied smilingly.

Serena's eyes grew bigger and she was amazed. He could not believe that his favorite teacher was married.

"So Miss Ajeng is really married?" ask Serena to make sure.

"It's over!"

"Well, congratulations Miss! Is the new lecturer Miss Ajeng's husband?"

"New lecturer? You mean, Mister Andre?" Ajeng made sure that Serena considered it, because it was only Andre the new lecturer in her department.

"Yes, because Miss is very familiar with Mister Andre," replied Serena innocently.

Ajeng chuckled at Serena's plain speech. The girl looked at him in wonder.

"No!"

"Ohh yeah?"

"Yes, Mister Andre is just a cousin!"

"Ooh is that?"

Ajeng.

"Sir Ardi?" asked Serena again, she really wanted to know.

"Not really!" ajeng replied.

Serena wondered in her heart. Suddenly his heart became nervous and fluttered. His curiosity was still circling. Her face was down, her mind was still trying to guess who Miss Ajeng's husband was.

"Yeah, baby!" said a voice known to Serena.

DEG.

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