One Night Stand With Lecturer
The Part 63
Disya chose silence, wanted to protest but it was free, her perverted husband where to mengubris. Comfortabley? Ah of course not, amused and honest Disya's body was bristling, there was a strange sigh in Disya's heart as the man continued to stare at her.
The man looks very annoying in Disya's eyes, but to Sky, Disya looks so adorable. Not seen from where?
Sky's left hand still hugged Disya's possessive waist, while the other hand outstretched picked up one earphones in Disya's ear, then he purposely put it in his own ear.
"Followed," said the man indifferently.
Disya tried to take Sky's hand which moved a little mischievously. I swear, Disya felt this AC bus getting hotter and sultry. Of course the atmosphere dominates.
Sky knew Disya was feeling uneasy because of her actions, the man pulled his hand to see the eyes of Disya who stared fixedly with a pleading gaze. Disya had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief, now the man again linked his fingers to the fingers of Disya's hand. The girl just resigned, rather than at the waist, lightened hands.
"Don't keep yelling, I'll kiss. You know, I'm a reckless person so keep it up so everything is safe to control. Just one more thing, your wedding ring should not be taken off, just be careful if I see it off again, I'll generalize directly here if you're my wife," the man said softly, can only be heard by Disya.
The girl was horrified to imagine all that happened, not just a scene but quite risky to be gossip all over campus. Everyone knows Disya's boyfriend Rayyan and suddenly she is pregnant with her Lecturer and gets married. It is a terrible scourge, a confession that Disya is so afraid of.
Disya will be ordinary until the day where everyone knows and they are ready, at least buy time enough to disguise the reality. Because disgrace is not necessarily in the umbar, all he can do now is to remain silent and continue to improve again so as not to become a source of problems for himself or others.
"Do as you please over me Mas" replied Disya resignedly.
"Good girl, love you," said the man with a raised smile.
The girl fell silent again and preferred to close her eyes for a moment. Enjoying the music that was waiting to accompany the trip of both of them. It was as if this bus was moving slowly and only the two of them were in different dimensions, to both sink into silence and close their eyes together, with their interlocking hands, under their jackets.
The journey takes approximately two hours finally arrived at the location. All the passengers cheered happily as the bus started to slow down and stopped on the sidelines.
One by one the passengers started to get off, but not for Sky and Disya. Even though they sat at the very front, they chose to get off at the very last queue. Of course because Sky was still quietly sitting quietly and blocking Disya's exit.
"Yes, let's go down...? Want to get on the bus? Don't tell me you're too comfortable sitting next to Mr. Sky and don't want to go down." The sentence is sent When through whatsapp because it wants to invite directly feel awkward as arrogant next to Disya.
[In the meantime, Mr. Sky is blocking my path, besides there is little to discuss between the committee and the accompanying lecturer]~ Disya
Disya and Sky on the bus, they are the last humans to get off the iron horse. However, when Disya was suddenly about to stand up, she felt her stomach ache a little and seemed to cramp from too long silence with an atmosphere that was not conducive and tiring. The girl grimaced uncontrollably making Sky instantly panic instantly.
"See, what's wrong with you?" ask the man worried.
"My stomach is so tense, sir, it's cramping like that."
"Shhhhh....!" hiss Disya endured the pain.
"Yes relaxed first," said Sky while rubbing Disya's stomach slowly.
Miraculously, slowly, the cramping instantly disappeared as the gentle movement of her husband's hand.
"Good in the belly of Mother dear," said the man shriveled. The man's touch and words warmed Disya's heart. Their eyes stared at each other so intimately that Sky had already kissed Disya's lips at a glance, for a moment they forgot where they were.
"No, it's healed. Come down, we've been left far behind" Disya replied calmly. It really feels so comfortable and relaxed.
"OK, you can go on, wave your hand if you give up. We're going home together. Gotta call me right away if there's anything."
"Yes, bawel...!" disya protest while walking out.
"My bag sir?"
"Let me take it, you just carry yourself," the man said indifferently.
"But it won't feel good if someone sees it" Disya said.
"Sebodo with the response of others." Sky is not so dizzy, sometimes it looks cold and stiff.
Disya was silent for a moment and nodded, the girl did not want a lot of protests that ended up just making herself tired and feeling a waste of energy.
Once down, Sky went straight to the camp stand that the tent was setting up. He put the bag near the girl with his tongue under the eyes of the children who were staring suspiciously.
After that, Sky immediately joined the Lecturer and other committee who were talking. Their entourage is welcomed by the local village head and the surrounding community. They were very excited to welcome them all.
This time the activity was carried out in a village in the city of Bogor. This village is like other highlands that are cool, green and beautiful. Really get a new atmosphere that looks real, especially for those who live in the middle of the capital with a lot of busy activity schedules, this place is like a soothing stopover.
The majority of the people in this village are Javanese, and one of the advantages of this village is having a ball field that they are pitching, and will be made a student campground. The plum value is there again this place is close to the mushola. Cool is gaess...
They work together to set up a tent, some are busy arranging luggage. After the isoma and after it there are activities that follow.
"Yes, to be honest with me, how can a cold dogan with volunteers bawawawain bag lo?" search Hanum.
"It just so happens, we sit together and keep him nawarin to help, yes I already yes," he replied songong.
"That's it, how does it feel to sit next to the dogan Sya, deg degan nope?" ask Bila kepo.
"Okay, rich sit you down. Uh but .. awkward anyway." Disya acting to be natural.
"For sure, I guess. Not free to move yes Sya, dead fleas must be lo."
"Lo the hell on evil, he said tagged the chair for me, what the whole thing is," said Disya deplore.
"Udah beb, but keep in the serobot, anyways you are long."
"Yes too, I'm not really important to discuss the past, time to fill the stomach."