Suddenly, I Became A Wife Of Lecturer
[Part 9 - Unexpected Situations]

Kanaya nodded and opened her eyes several times before waking up from the gurney she was sleeping in in the health room. A voice rang out from the side next to him, Kanaya jumped in shock and immediately turned her head.

“Pak Adhi?” call Kanaya. “Kok Father here?”

The Lecturer mendehem. “You think, you fainted can walk yourself here?” the answer is to ask back. “I carried you,” Pak Adhi replied finally.

The vow! So awkward.

Maybe he even fainted and carried with him the same lecturer.

Shameuuuuuuuu!!

“Thank you, Sir. Sorry also if I trouble you,” replied Kanaya as much as possible sounds ordinary.

“Iya,” Pak Adhi replied briefly and kayak was not sincere so –kalau Kanaya heard. “Weight is also you.”

No, no, no more him.

“Sorry Sir,” says Kanaya again.

“Udah, here you eat first,” said Mr. Adhi and gave a packet of bread and a glass of sweet tea. “Tadi Anget tea, but you passed out later so it was cold like.”

“I got the message for how long, sir?”

“Half more hours, about,” he replied while looking at his arlog.

That long he fainted? And Mr Adhi is waiting for him?!

Kanaya doesn't know what to say.

But wait, how does he feel bad? I think something is odd.

Kanaya kept quiet, trying to recall what she might have forgotten.

“In the first meal Mbak, he said laper,” said Mr. Adhi.

God! Aye! He was waiting for Ms. Andin for guidance before going out to eat. Arg's! What time is it now?

Kanaya looked at her arlog.

Ma'am Andin still there isn't ya?

Kanaya hurriedly woke up, her panic ranking.

“Heh. Where are you going?” ask Mr. Adhi.

“Tudence, Sir. Oh yes Sir, about the lecturer meeting is still or it is finished, yes?”

“Engggg ... don't know yes I.”

Wrong with him, even the same lecturer.

Kanaya got down from the gurney and grabbed her bag. “Then excuse me, sir. Thank you,” said Kanaya resigned.

“Ehh ... Where are you going? Eating dul__,” Pak Adhi moves to pull the student's hand, but a thousand dear –hands even misses and wrongly pulls the shirt.

The eyes of Kanaya and the Lecturer were rounded, seeing how the checkered patterned shirt was torn on the side until it passed the upper limit of his waist. It was a severe enough tear for the size of an oversized shirt that was even to cover the wearer's buttocks.

The worst thing is ... Kanaya does not use an inner layer or a tanktop. You can imagine his side body exposed and showed his white skin.

Kanaya replex covered her body – as much as possible, while the Lecturer instantly turned around.

“Sorry,” said Mr. Adhi. “Then I go out,” he said again.

“Eh? Where are you going?” Kanaya hastily prevented the departure of the Lecturer until she had unconsciously shouted.

“I wait outside –lah, you finish your shirt first,” he said slightly higher.

Wonder ... kok even tuh Dosen who sewot. It's not Kanaya, who should be angry. Bodo ah's!

This lecturer has no responsibility already grousakin his shirt. Kanaya frowned. “Diberesin how? You take responsibility, you are the one who made my clothes torn. I need to go to the lecturer room as well, make a look for Bu Andin.”

“Udah, let me find your Advisor. No way also –kan, you came out wearing a torn shirt. You wait here, eat also tuh bread –later you faint again, I am a hassle,”, said Mr. Adhi then left Kanaya.

Kanaya sat back in the gurney, picked up a packet of bread and ate it. Still feeling hungry, he opened another pack of bread and without him knowing – when he felt full, only two packs of bread were left on the table. He only ate, without counting the initial amount of bread. So he did not know, already how much bread he had managed to devour.

It turns out he's really hungry. It's called –rapel eat. His habits are terrible. Surprised his stomach didn't explode, did he have a rubber stomach.

For a few minutes he was silent, digesting his food. Occasionally go around the health room to look for something he can use to cover his torn clothes –needles and threads for example, but nil.

But Kanaya did not lose her mind, she used H*nsaplast commonly used to bandage wounds, as an adhesive that unites the two sides of her torn clothes.

Beres, but he looks like a gem whose clothes are a lot of patches. Bodo is, the important thing is not going anywhere.

The sound of knocking on the door made him turn his head, after which entered a man who is a Lecturer –Pak Adhi.

“Can I log in?” the question sounded from behind the door.

“Iya, come in Pak.”

Mr. Adhi was still unmoved in front of the entrance of the infirmary and without Kanaya knowing, the male lecturer was looking at the appearance of the female student sitting in the gurney.

“Your clothes are cleared?” asked Mr. Adhi Kentara wrongly.

“Udah,” Kanaya replied before she finally thought of a strange thing in her mind due to this situation.

What yes? How does it feel like the scene of the newlyweds – which he often read in novels. The lakinya nanya to the new bini already finished neatly or ballom. Keep answering –udah– while embarrassed. Keep the guy smiling–mesem–mesum and ...

Plaque!

“Heh! You why?” asked Mr. Adhi surprised to see the person in front of him even slap himself.

“There was a mosquito earlier Sir,” replied Kanaya of origin.

Pak Adhi geleng–geleng head, it's strange to see the behavior of this one student. Biasanyakan who said ‘ada mosquito’ was because of the A reason for the abis prank slap the B.

*nothing did you mean Mr Adhi? Do I need to try slapping first?

Ending the conversation about slap and mosquito, Mr. Adhi again asked the same question. “Your clothes are really done?”

“Iya, –nih!” Kanaya turned –show the other side of her clothes.

In the next instant, Mr. Adhi's laughter broke due to seeing the number of H*nsaplast attachments almost filled the shirt of the student. “Yeah~ you paste H*nsaplast,” he said still laughing. “Konyol really you.” Mr. Adhi laughed until he shed tears.

Kanaya was angry, but she was fascinated by the laughter of Mr. Adhi who sounded sad in her ears. MasyaAllah~ - Kanaya calls a sign of admiring the creature of the Creator.

Heh? How could he follow the khilaf like Adel.

Inglet Dimas, Nay!

Inget Adel's doom will also go down, if he nikung Dosen Gebetannya.

Astagfirullah~ keep Kanaya from the temptation of this syeton called Mr. Adhi.

Kanaya patted her cheeks to wake herself up.

“Heh! You why?” ask Mr. Adhi who saw Kanaya's strange figure again. “Nabok mosquito?”

“Hah? Oh~ No Sir.”

“Why? You're afraid your cheeks add chubby abis eat three packs of bread?”

What the heck Lecturer, random talk. But ... wait a minute! Did Mr Adhi say he ate three loaves of bread? For what?

“My pack is not as greedy as the times, Pak –sampe ngabisin three packs,” protest Kanaya did not accept.

“People I bought the bread were five packs. Nah! That's the rest of the two. Who eats try if not you. Digondol cat?” said Mr. Adhi clarifying. “Udah Mbak, it's okay. I know you are not greedy, just a sluggishness,” he said again emphasizing the word Hunger.

Nih Dosen one doang emang, whose mouth is most eloquent to people. By the way is normal, just means dalem –sampe to the heart. Pain –but not bleeding.

Kanaya belaga so Goat sponge aja, disahutin –fear later so long. Now he's a good boy, just shut up at the Lecturer's dzolimi – while praying that Mr. Adhi quickly opened the door of guidance and penance.

“Udah tonight, you're not home?” ask Mr. Adhi.

“I'll wait, Mr. First.”

“Ngapain wait for me?” ask Mr. Adhi cynically.

Lah~ this lecturer forgot. Padahalkan Kanaya from earlier waited for him because the lecturer said he wanted to meet Bu Andin. What about it, Adhi?

“Oh yes, he said the lecturer meeting was finished,” said Mr. Adhi.

Huh~ Kanaya can not ngerep guidance anyway –as she fainted quite long, natural if Bu Andin already home. But still nyesek.

“Ya sir, then I'll go home. Thank you,” said Kanaya resigned.

“Eh ... wait!” Mr. Adhi says stop Kanaya. “That was your meal first.”

Helmets ... Kanaya guessed why.

After cleaning the medical room, Kanaya came out and it turned out that Mr. Adhi was outside.

He's not waiting for Kanaya anymore, is he?

“Already?”

“Already Sir.”

Mr. Adhi approached Kanaya who was standing in front of the door. Every step forward the Lecturer further slashed the distance between them, and inevitably caused strange thoughts in Kanaya's mind.

What kind of situation is this?

“Mbak, can you step aside? I want to get her health room.”

Pshaw! Kanaya tricked. Ridiculous of the guy, to think of strange things –mana maybe Mr. Adhi deliberately waiting for him.

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They walk in tandem in the corridor to the outside of the campus building, ya~ is not really a parallel road with –Pak Adhi a few steps ahead of Kanaya.

“What are you going home?” the Lecturer asked suddenly and raised Kanaya's suspicion.

“I ride Ojek, Sir.”

“Fearless, Ma'am?”

“Alhamdulillah, Sir –for this long safe aja.”

“Keep Mbak ride Ojek Car or Bike?”

“Bike aja Sir, if expensive Car expensive –lagian I just sendirkan.”

“Outside today it looks like more testing,” tell Mr. Adhi.

This Lecturer is all kinds of shit. Don't tell me he's ngulur to ngajak Kanaya to go home together.

“Easy Sir, later only ask for a test suit driver –nya.”

“Where is his house, Ma'am? Far away no?”

Ew! Don't blame Kanaya thinks so, his father also nanyanya so.

“Not too far, Sir. But you can not say deket also if you walk, quite make engap the same burning fat,” replied Kanaya not serious.

“Kalo ride the vehicle how many minutes approximately?”

“Duh! Do not know me sir, never pay attention to the clock –soal I like diboncengin.” How Kanaya became curcol.

“Byonya?”

“Not, friend,” replied Kanaya a little weak.

And the tone of his disappointed voice was captured by the Lecturer. “Oh ... love clapping one hand huh?”

Kanaya silent a thousand languages. Speech of the Lecturer is not wrong, just can not –don't be said that. The truth is painful.

“Iya, I just wait until the test is not too fast,” replied Kanaya desperately holding back her annoyance and shame.

“It looks like it will be a long time ago. I'll take you home, how? I brought a car. The house isn't too far away? I'm sorry for accidentally tearing your shirt. Not bad also you can save costs, because I know –kalo you again ngirit money.”

Mr. Lecturer is super sensitive –nya, can-can people think he has a sense to seven. Why not audition for Magician.

“I know, the average student at the end of the semester. So in the jago itung-kuntasnya already like a professional Accountant, which is usually wasteful because pajan mulu in the canteen even until the belain truant class –so good at saving for print the same thesis graduation. Not to mention the sudden so diligent, usually who went home to college directly play to the place tongkrongan –ini library long queue pinjem books are just as full of his desk. In truth? I used to be a student too,” he said.

Lah~ the Father confided?

“Udah. Don't reject me, my intention is good –mau help the same responsibility,” said Mr. Adhi suddenly who sounded like a statement of love in Kanaya's ear. “Soalya your shirt torn because of me,” he added as if aware if the previous words sound ambiguous.”

Ya~ if you have said that, Kanaya where can nolak.

Finally Kanaya joined the Lecturer's car.

This is if the Adel tau, he fires the sticky fur times –sangking ngiriri.

Sorry Del, Naya has no intention of nikung gebetan.

But because the parking lot is different from the building they are in, they are wet too.

“This.” Mr. Adhi thrust a tissue box at Kanaya who was sitting in the seat next to him.

“Still, Sir.”

Mr. Adhi replied with deheman, while he started the car engine.

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The journey to Kanaya house is filled with sunyian until the car turns to the main road of his house. The conscious Kanaya hurriedly stopped Mr. Adhi who was driving.

“Pak, I stopped here aja –little more nyampe kok.”

“Kalo bit again nyampe, why get off here –bikin hard aja. Already! I take you to the main destination, if I need to see you enter the house –let's not crawl at night. Tick-about tomorrow holiday,” tirade Pak Adhi.

“No sir, there is also someone I want to buy,” the pretext of Kanaya.

“Totally? Not because you are afraid of being discovered by your family, if you go home delivered Lecturer,” terka Pak Adhi and ...

Bingo!

100% true and correct.

“Iya, Sir. I ... it's the stall,” said Kanaya while pointing towards the stalls that are lighting dimly there are also some men hanging out there.

“Ya already, sana.”

Fyuh~

Kanaya heaved a sigh of relief, she was finally able to be free as well from the magical Lecturer. Anyway that abis she ran away and bumped – thought Kanaya preparing her escape plan.

“Mbak, where are you going? The stall is right there?” the Lecturer's voice sounded from behind Kanaya's back and made the girl startled.

Really am! Kanaya did not realize that the Lecturer came down from the car and followed him. What's he not trusted? Or the Lecturer was too sensitive –tau Kanaya will run away.

“I want you because there are many people who collect, if there is nothing about you –my wrong and I have responsibility,” Pak Adhi's answer sounds convincing.

Kanaya.

Because initially the intention was blurred, Kanaya so confused to buy what –mana diliatin the same lecturer.

“Neng, what do you want to buy?” ask the Akang warung.

Being asked all of a sudden, Kanaya reflexively picks up what is nearby.

“You sure you eat ice-cold-eye gini?” many Mr. Adhi.

Because by the way it's the same Lecturer, Kanaya so put back her ice cream.

“You want mah, yes buy it. I just doang, don't deny it. Maybe your taste is unique.”

Kanaya held her breath, more precisely restraining her frustration.

But like eating ice cream is suitable for Kanaya who is hot because of the lecturer, Kanaya so take her ice cream and unmitigated, she bought ten packs at once –ngeborong. You see, one is not enough for madamin his emotional fire that has been blazing.

After that Kanaya again climbed back into Pak Adhi's car, and of course the atmosphere of silence returned.

“Aren't you eating the ice cream?”

“No sir, at home later,” replied Kanaya.

“Eat aja, liquefied later,” said the Lecturer sounded urgent Kanaya.

Finally Kanaya obeyed Mr. Adhi's words, rather than he's a prankster. Kanaya chose the chocolate ice cream cup packaging and did not miss the thing that has become a habit –Kanaya licked the rest of the Ice cream attached to the ice cream cover paper, ice cream cover, only then did he eat his ice cream.

“Bapak want? What flavor?” ask Kanaya and offer her ice cream because it's bad for eating alone.

“What do you think?” asked Mr. Adhi curious about the ice cream that Kanaya is eating.

Is it wrong if someone says, if you have someone looking good from having their own.

“Yes already, I think it's aja.”

Kanaya reached into the plastic bag –take the Chocolate-flavored Ice Cream Cup for Mr. Adhi, after he got –he immediately gave it to him.

“Pak, this is her Ice Cream.”

“I again drive Mbak, how to eat?”

“Ya already, I split ya have Mr.” said Kanaya and put on the car dashboard.

“I want to try a little, can you please scoop the ice cream?”

Mr. Lecturer's mode, huh?

Kanaya is back again. He took back the Ice Cream for Mr. Adhi that he had just put on the dashboard of the car. But before Kanaya opened the cover paper, the Lecturer had already cut it.

“Do not have me, I want to try dikit doang. Colek aja got you,” she said lightly.

Eh? Seriously nih Lecturer wants to have Kanaya –sang empu sampe bengong.

“Yang bener, Pak~ Masa Father ate got me –mask bribed aja already strange. Mr. Lecturer, I am a student.”

“Yes, grab the Ice Cream that made me.”

Kanaya opened her Ice Cream and almost went back to licking the rest of the ice cream on the cover paper, fortunately she realized that it had her Lecturer. Finally without being licked, Kanaya pokes a spoonful for Pak Adhi. But not until his Ice Cream touches the tongue of Mr. Adhi, the Ice Cream has fallen first on the clothes of the Lecturer ---

–it was due to Kanaya's trembling hand.

“Yah~ sorry sir, accidentally,” regret Kanaya and hurriedly pulled the tissue –Hand seemed to want to wipe the Ice Cream that dirty the Lecturer's clothes on his left chest, he said, however Kanaya soon came to her senses with her actions and stopped –silently sculpting.

Mr. Adhi took the tissue that Kanaya held. “Gak papa, I know you groggy –kan?”

Kanaya hissing slowly. Crazy professor, can read minds.

“Sorry Ma'am, I was just kidding,” I was clear but did not sound regretful by Kanaya –bikin sebal.

“Already, where is my Ice Cream? Let me eat, all of your friends.”

Whats! What do you try to mean? Who asked me to eat ice cream?

Mr. Adhi pulled over and stopped his car to eat Ice Cream for a moment. After that re-start the engine of his car and headed home Kanaya – forced.

But ... oh .. but, of course Kanaya did not tell Mr. Adhi his house –gawat if it stops in front of the house and family seems, can be guessed something. So Kanaya got off at her neighbor's house –the friend's house, Adimas.

“Thank you sir, for the ride,” said Kanaya who had gotten out of the car and was standing next to the door where Mr. Adhi was driving.

“There in,” said the Lecturer.

Hoe ... Kanaya knew it would be like this, it was not wrong if he stopped at Dimas' house because he thought the Lecturer would wait for him to enter the house.

Ck! What kind of situation is this? Have a relationship with the Lecturer also no, just met face to face today – eh .. instead stuck in a situation like gini. It's totally beyond belief.

“Good sir, be careful on the road. Then excuse me, Assalamualaikum.”

“Ya, Wa’alaikumusalam.”

Kanaya walks casually into the gate of Dimas' house, but she is actually worried. Because there is no sign that the car has left the location. Instead of being weird, Kanaya continued to walk to Dimas' doorstep and knocked on him.

The door was opened by a young man, Dimas.

Thank God! Luckily Dimas opened the door.

“Kanaya? Why---,” Dimas looked surprised to find his friend who was visiting this time last night.

But Kanaya hurriedly pushed Dimas to enter – together with himself, then immediately closed the door.

After Kanaya peeked out from behind the glass covered in curtain cloth, Mr. Adhi's car seemed to drive away from the location.

Fyuh~

Kanaya breathed a sigh of relief.

“Heh! Why do you Nay?” tanya Dimas sounded impatient.

Kanaya retorted by giving a grin first, making Dimas look at her strangely while frowning.

“You ate Ice Cream together,” Kanaya showed me a plastic bag containing Ice Cream.

“Ngaco loh Nay! Last night, where cold –eat ice cream.”

“Udah eat only, will be cold hunted,” said Kanaya did not want to be denied.

“Es cold emang cream, Nay. Melting times, that is," the correction of Adimas. "And if tomorrow I have a cold, you take responsibility yes.”

“Iya, know me. Becanda was tired, very stiff lo kayak kanebo dry," Kanaya murmured on her failing jokes. " Quietly, later I will prepare a lot of tissue for you if you run,” replied Kanaya origin. “Eh .. but how quiet is your home, where?” the question is not strange.

“Liat time Nay, it's already night –ya my family has been to sleep. You don't know the clock,” scolding Dimas.

“Masa?” Kanaya peeked at his arlog. Astagfirullah! This mah can get angry Mr. Haris –sang Dad. “Dim, I'm back home. Ice cream make you. Bye!” Kanaya immediately shot up.

“Eh ... Nay, bentar,” said Dimas but was not aware of Kanaya, the girl had already taken a thousand steps to her house next door which is only a few steps away if not limited by the fence –unfortunately Kanaya is not a high jump athlete or participant Seventeen Agustusan who I love to climb Pinang. But if later he is the same Dimas so until pelaminan, will be torn down tuh fence barrier love.

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Sorry for being late up date. I'm not in the mood, because my files are missing. So I took a less than satisfied second, still in the shadow of the same lost version of the story. Huhuh ... ┬_┬

And I think the character here is changing .. Hah~

Overall, I hope you like it.

Again sorry, long time update.

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3000++ words.

May kebaiar yes, because I am late updatenya.

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