Secret Wife
01 & Antagonist Dose

Yasmin refrained from feeling careless, and also bored who began to envelop her. Staring straight at the front of the class, while hearing the rules spoken by the lecturer in front there.

"First, if you enter my class, it is mandatory to follow the rules. Please come out from now on, before regretting later!" firmly Mr. Bara with full of pressure and also warning.

"Mandatory to arrive on time and no competence to be late. If you really want to learn, you will definitely not mess around and realize to come on time!" firmly Mr. Bara again.

The man is indeed very perfectionist and also disciplined in his students. As for the size of the lecturer, he was very strict in his rules.

"There are only two days of absence. Compulsory tasks, no sleep in class, play HP or other activities unrelated to my course!" firmly Mr. Bara loudly.

Actually the rules are the same as the rules of lecturers in general, it's just that Mr. Bara is famous for no forgiveness. Once made a mistake, then the student must be willing to repeat the eyes of the lecture.

One year ago, for example, when Yasmin was in her third semester. There was one of his friends who did not do the task and the consequences he faced. Now is he had to take the lower semester courses that Mr. Bara had brought at that time. So no one dared to mess with that guy.

"All right for today is enough that you need to understand and also the lecture material grid this semester!" firmly Mr. Bara who then continued to close the class.

The first day of college in the fifth semester, like the early semesters, is only the delivery of rules and also a glimpse of the lecture material.

Yasmin immediately let out a sigh of relief, and slid her face to the table. Then heard the complaints of other students who took his class.

"Huhh, finally Bara sir left too!"

"really unsettling. Why the hell, should I see him again this semester?"

"Heavy test. This is better, Mr. Arsen who craves to sulk than the fire-like Mr. Bara who likes to burn his students with smoldering!"

From the complaint it is known, that almost no students like Pak Bara. How to teach him has been felt when the third semester, has become a trauma for the fifth semester student.

Yasmin immediately moved on after feeling enough about what she was doing. Take her bag and get ready to go home.

"Where are you going, Yasmin?" ask her friend Angel.

"You want to copy, you want to come?" ask Yasmin to offer.

"Basar gapak kang ngopi. I'm ogah ah, not with coffee, but let's go I need soda to clear my head," replied Angel at will.

"Laughter, I say father because he likes coffee. The favorite coffee of successful people and the best friend in the struggle to get a dream," Yasmin replied poetically.

"As far as you are! Yuk, now we just do it!"

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In the end, the initial intention that wanted to make their minds relax after the class Pak Bara, both of them released until forgetting time. Have entered five minutes of class from the next lecturer who is able to take the next course.

"You're crazy, it's gini. So kebablasan. Don't take the first day of the fifth semester, but Mr. Arsen is raging and sulking!" ringis Angel with horror.

Yasmin agreed and therefore accelerated and walked half-run.

But unfortunately because of that, his vigilance was reduced so that Yasmin could not be careful.

Brakk! Something hard he directly hit without being able to prevent it anymore. Damnit. Yasmin's head was a little bitter, but when she realized what she had just hit it seemed like now it was not just her head that was in pain.

"If you use your eyes correctly! Don't be like a blind man or you are a moron, until the business goes well can't!!remember Mr. Bara with a hangar and a loud voice.

Uncompleted Yasmin digested what had already happened, a rude impulse instantly made her retreat.

"Keep out of my way!" said Mr. Bara again with the same ferocity.

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"You anyway, you might not see that big Mr. Bara and instead get hit. Apply now. Huftt, good thing only it is so, not everything else!" exclaimed Angel looked at Yasmin with concern.

"Huhh, I don't know. He was the one who suddenly appeared and stood in front of me, so it was his fault" Yasmin replied in self-defense.

"You whoever is wrong, if your life meets Mr. Bara, what can you do. He had always conquered his enemy to the point of helplessness, so be careful!

Who knows, because you hit him today, tomorrow you have to repeat in the course he was able to."

However, ah. Never mind, what he'll get after this. Just hit Mr. Bara, is not it seems excessive if until he repeats in the eyes of his lecture.

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"Where have you been? Coming home at this hour?!" reprimand his mother named Bunga while shaking her waist.

Yasmin sighed then looked at her mother with a tired feeling. This is one of the problems again, his mother is very sensitive and contrary to him.

"Mom, Yasmin isn't going anywhere. Yasmin just went to college" Yasmin explained.

"Huh, the lecture continues. No use, what you get from college is a waste of time and money. Better you work, because it's better and produces!" his mother was angry.

Yasmin didn't answer, she just listened and didn't protest at all. Her mother's usual nagging was common to her, and Yasmin paid little attention to her. Let it be, however, if his mother is tired the woman will stop by herself.

"Here is the Flower, your son is right with college. Don't think so conservatively and you should be proud" Tuti said the grandmother immediately broke up and stopped fighting children with her grandchildren.

"What's so proud of, Mom. Yasmin is a waste of money" Bunga replied with annoyance before passing from there.

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By eight o'clock at night, Yasmin had finished cooking and serving her. Bunga's mother came to the dinner table without being called, but strangely she was like carrying a plastic bag from some store that contained eating and serving it there.

"Just put it there. Change your clothes immediately and wear your best. Don't forget the beautiful decorations. Mother's guests will come tonight and I hope you don't embarrass Mother" Bunga said.

"Whose friend is Ma?" ask Yasmin curiously.

"Don't ask too many questions, get ready!" his mother shouted again while pushing him away.

Tuti the grandmother arrived there when Yasmin had already been to her room. Greeting the princess immediately and talking about something without her planned from the start.

"Have they come tonight?" tuti asked his daughter Bunga.

"That's it, Mom. That's why I went out for a while for this meal" replied Flowers with the same activity. Preparing dishes and cutlery. Simple cuisine that just finished made Yasmin even he was removed because he felt it was not appropriate to serve it for guests.

"Why is this sudden and not telling you before? At least they should have given us some news so we could prepare well," Tuti said, presumably a little upset.

"That's how rich people are, they can behave as they please" explained Bunga with a resigned tone of voice.

"And once you know how they are, why is it so hard to make Yasmin a guarantee for your debts, with the lure of arranged marriages?!" sarkas Tuti brought up with disappointment.

The flower suddenly stopped, turned around and immediately looked at his mother's nilar. "Then I have to how Mom? What do I have to guarantee them?!" ask her with a hoarse voice.

"If only we had enough, or the scoundrel would not have mortgaged this house before running away with an affair. None of this is gonna happen, Mom. We're poor and I only have Lydia to lend me the money so I can pay the house to the pawnshop, Mom.

I also don't want my son to be a means of paying debts like this, if I could just sell myself to get money, but who would want to be with this old woman.

My heart hurts too, Mom. Indirectly I sold my own son, but how else. I'm forced to do this, because there's no other way!" flowers with bad feelings.

She was shedding tears now, as it could not be so, Flowers immediately went back and washed her face in the bathroom.

She's a good mother, but the pressure makes her sensitive. Likes angry indistinct or even arbitrary, and all that can not be released on Yasmin without being prevented.

Meanwhile, Yasmin had already listened to everything. When he had previously returned to the kitchen for forgetting something, but had instead unconsciously witnessed something that surprised him.

Slowly after seeing her mother leave, Yasmin turned back to her room without being caught at all. Once there, he immediately sat limp on his bed. Dilemmas in mixed feelings.

Yasmin wanted to be angry, but how would she sue while her mother's excuse was helplessness.

"Is it for this reason that mom never liked me to go to college, because she was burdened with the cost and also during this time of stress in financial matters? But why all this time mother is ordinary and never bring it up, except the problem I am in college. She likes to nag, but she never forgets to pay my tuition?" ringis Yasmin wondered.

Yasmin's feelings were immediately uneasy and also unsettled. He was very dizzy now and had no solution to this problem.

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TB