The Married With Teacher
Meet Dita

...Mentari only knows that you are Gerynya Ghea....

...Ghea Virgirpa...

...****...

Mr. Gery will remember this as a feeling of regret for Ghea which is very much too big. Putting aside the disgust he had put in his throat as he occupied the restaurant chair in the private room.

“How are you, Ger? It's been a while since we met after lunch. I miss knowing you.” In the silence that had lasted fifteen minutes since he had sat across from a girl he hated the most in the world. Dita starts her talk and it adds to Pak Gery's disgust for her. “This I've ordered your favorite food. I still remember loh.” When Dita said that some waitresses were serving some different types of food on a round table.

It feels like Mr. Gery wants to slam all the dishes and then point them at the girl sitting opposite him. Throw the spoon and throw the glass until it breaks into debris that can not be put together again.

That is certainly what Mr. Gery did if there was no girl he loved most sitting next to him. Grasping Mr. Gery's hand and then turning to give a smile to the husband.

A few hours earlier Ghea was about to leave school with Chacha. She saw her husband take a phone call and suddenly got angry very chaotic when the call was interrupted.

Ghea asked and Gery could no longer hide anything from Ghea if she did not want Ghea to leave her.

Ghea was not sure to come along with her husband to meet Dita the girl who had deliberately hugged her husband's body in the toilet hall during a party event last time. But because Mr. Gery convinced himself that this was about his marriage Ghea also agreed. And here he is now. Giving peace to Mr. Gery through the grasp of his hand. Ghea also wanted to tell Dita that she would not give something that already belonged to someone else.

“Oh Yes, what about my wish that you will fulfill at that time, Ger?” Dita asked while wiping the lips of the glass in front of her. His eyeballs continued to follow the index finger around the lips of the glass before looking up at Mr. Gery who was sitting right in front of him.

A request?

What request? Why doesn't Ghea know? What is Gery hiding from him again?

Which Mr. Gery replied with a snort. “Heuh, you think I seriously talk it same lo?”

Dita looks not like to hear this from the man she loves. Raising one eyebrow, Dita laughed blandly. “So you lied? So what? So that I don't disturb you and --” Dita's eyes glare at Ghea. “The girl who took you from me. Yes?” Ghea's face was stared at by Dita with a very sharp piercing look.

Ghea was wrong. Looking at Dita's eyes as if she wanted to eat it, Ghea tightened her hand again. And Mr. Gery could feel Ghea's hands that were already sweating coldly within those grips.

“Actually it wasn't me who called him from lo. But you're the one who's too obsessed with him.”

Although feeling shriveled with sharp eyes Dita. However, Ghea tried to brave herself to fight back.

Waw .. Mr. Gery was stunned of course. He silently smiled with his wife's courage.

“Not obsessed. But love.” Dita retaliates not wanting to lose to Ghea. Then sip the tea inside the cup in a relaxed motion.

“Love?” Ghea screeches. “According to lo it's called love?” Then Ghea laughed. Even though the truth is to shake it just to cover his fear. Because Ghea knows dealing with a girl like Dita who is like a psychopath must be calm and relaxed. No need to wear veins, but must be with the brain.

“Ya.” Dita nodded. “Lo know if love is to be fought for?” Dita leaned her chest forward until the part was printed clearly because Dita was wearing a super duper tight shirt with minimal material. Oh, it's almost impossible.

“And you know also if love can not be forced?” Either get a million courage from so that Ghea also bravely leaned his chest forward with his eyes that looked at Dita no less deep.

**

Low-volume music plays beautifully in the car, accompanying Ghea's journey and Gery's silent pack takes over. Both Mr. Gery who gripped the steering wheel very tightly as well as Ghea who just silently turned his face out of the car window with his back and head leaning.

An outstretched hand touched Ghea's hand which was tucked away on her thigh. Ghea looked lazy then clucked with a very upset that was obvious.

“Sorry.” Previously said that Mr. Gery had pulled his car over. He tilted his seat to fully see Ghea's pouting face. But strangely Mr. Gery likes it.

“Ghe ..”

Ghea quiet.

“Yang ..”

“Sayang ..”

If Mr. Gery has given his mainstay style if he is persuading Ghea by changing his call accent to be affectionate, it seems Ghea also can not if silence it too long. Then Ghea changed her seat. Until now the position of the two sat facing each other with the hand of Mr. Gery who grasped both hands.

“That's you, yes, Mas.” Ghea closed her eyes for a moment. Take a deep breath and then slowly exhale. “Huh .. why do you hold me to make a lunatic face, anyway?”

Okay, it's time for Mr. Gery to listen to the annoyance of his beloved wife. The guy folded his lips inward. Listening to Ghea's speech which he thought was very adorable while staring at the natural red lips of the wife who continued to move up and down, chattering no stop.

"Udah?" asked Mr. Gery when Ghea's lips stopped along with his chest that was blooming. Maybe the girl was too upset that she couldn't control it.

"Udah!" the answer is Ghea ketus.

How Ghea wasn't upset trying. When Dita who continued to deliberately show her cleavage so even with the contents that stood out to Mr. Gery. And accidentally also the eyes of Ghea saw the eyes of Mr. Gery who stared out of nowhere. Thought Ghea her husband was staring pervertedly at Dita's exposed cleavage.

Just reflex Ghea's hand pushed Dita's shoulder easily because the woman's body was stressed right in front of her.

Dita Ambek.

How not. His body was almost swollen as well.

And when Mr. Gery saw Dita's mounting anger, Ghea's husband immediately withdrew Ghea's hand. Take him out of that hot room. Because if you don't, I don't know what Dita's gonna do to Ghea. Could it be crazy that Dita Kumat again?

"Keep, what do you want now?" asked Mr. Gery tilted his face while pulling one eyebrow.

Grunts became Ghea's answer. "What do you think my chest is lacking?"

"Huh?" Not understanding of course. When Mr. Gery asked if he wanted his wife, Ghea replied that he was not connected.

Maybe Ghea's brain is on a short circuit, right? Gegara cleavage Dita. Uh …

Ghea let go of Mr. Gery's hand before turning her face forward with both hands folded over her stomach.

Oww apparently the vibe of the girl is still going on.

Then Mr. Gery took his phone stored on the dashboard. Unbeknownst to the woman who was looking forward, Mr. Gery activated the camera application and then shot it at Ghea.

Mr. Gery whistled making Ghea look over. Along with Ghea's face that leads to the cellphone camera along with that, Mr. Gery pressed the icon.

"Nih Gheanya I'm the one who's craving again," he said still pointing the phone camera at Ghea with his pursed lips.

"Ihhh .. Mas Gery what, anyway?" Ghea's hand tried to take the phone from Mr. Gery's hand.

However, Gery quickly kept him away. Lifted it. Even with Ghea who did not want to give up taking the phone.

"That's bad for sure. Here, my mom!" Ghea's lips were throbbing. His hands are also crossed. The story is Ghea Ambek again. Just look at his turned gaze staring into the front road.

Gery sir whistled again. This time with a smile. "Why if again pouting gini more and more beautiful, yes?" He said while looking at the results of his shots on his phone.

...TBC...

Uhuyyyy gengggsss .. My brain is slow sorry if less nyessss his gitcyuu. Less good or less anything. Easy - easy on likes yes gengssss. ILY

Seizies

The author who loves you without limits. Cipoxxx away from me.. Muachhhhh