Mr. Kades' Secret Wife
CHAPTER 29. Hit Ozan, Bah!
#Gea
"Sir Gea?"
Uh! Vall yelled that it was my husband, I turned around enthusiastically and gosh, my shoulder sagged instantly, you fucking Vall.
It was Mr. Ed, Enjel's husband, Mr. Ed walking towards us all and sitting next to Enjel, his wife.
"Dek Gea, have you finished representing my student?" ask Mr. Ed who made me lose my mood for a moment.
Well, how well explained it, I was only a week, while Vall there laughed satisfied because it made me think that it was Mas Ozan.
"Look, Mr. Ed, Gea, I'm sorry, Mr. Ed, Gea, I don't think I can continue this, Gea nyerah," I said honestly.
Is that! Sunny hotshot! Not to argue that the college reports are the same as revenge, eh even marriage there, Gea policy! Your conduct.
"In exchange, Gea is ready to pay compensation for Mr. Ed, "I am not happy. "Later Gea will also pay the tuition fees Gea replaced this, because Gea instead made a report he became a mess."
Rich people! FYI is yes! I have a lot of savings.
"There is no need, after all, you are only a week and there is still plenty of time for this student, later let me give you some leniency for him," replied Mr. Ed with dignity.
Just like Enjel and Vall, I speak formal Indonesian as usual to Mr. Ed, because basically the three of them are not native to South Sulawesi.
"Oh yes, Dek Gea, there was a man who came to the campus where I taught, nyariin you, like from the village where you work this field."
Mr. Ed's words made me gawk, and you know who the main suspect is in my mind right now, Mas Ozan.
Did Mas Ozan really come here? I just hope that tomorrow during the seminar interview Mas Ozan is busy with the affairs of the village chief, because inevitably tomorrow I will meet Mother Dikta.
My in-laws, alone.
Grey Friday night, it felt, I was staring at Mr. Ed's face in the face that made him look back at me.
"Please Mr. Ed, do not tell me the address or info about me in the slightest with him," I asked with a little plea.
Mr. Ed grabbed the handle of his glasses then circulated a piercing look at me.
"Why?"
"There's something I can't explain right now, sir."
Mr. Ed nodded in understanding, maybe he understood that I was now offending privacy on the reason I asked for it just now.
"I don't directly give you info either, but it seems he really wants to see you," explained Mr. Ed who made me breathe a sigh of relief.
"Whatever it is, I ask very much Mr. Ed, do not tell anything about me," I replied that made Mr. Ed raise his thumb.
Holy hooch! Mind load! Can't you all come one-on-one don't wiggle like this.
I think my life is indeed a game of universe that is kind of gdownload, is Painful.
Hahaha sad's.
For whatever sake, I don't want any schedule to meet and Mas Ozan, and if asked how our marriage continues, God is clear so next how, let me take care of this later.
Mr. Ed and Enjel then decided to go home under the pretext of the reason their child, even though as I recall they did not have children, what kind of reason it was.
While Vall, he has now gone where and ENDINGNYA! This meatball I paid.
Imagine how insolent my brazen friends are, so lawful in the mash, and if there is a trophy of the most halal nominated image sworn I think they will win.
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I have arrived in the city of Makassar, in the afternoon before the Azar prayer, after resting briefly in the Maros area earlier and I took time to eat around the Mall Panakukang area.
Because the journey from Pangkep district, to Maros alone was quite draining, let alone I drove a motorcycle.
Around Maros I passed the biggest Mall there called the Grand Mall, I actually really want Gea and Gibran to just walk there.
Arriving in the city, my main goal was the university that became the auspices of Gea to make excuses in order to practice fake work in the village.
There I met one of the lecturers whose name was in the approval letter submitted to me first, he was Mr. Ted.
He said he didn't know where Gea was now, although I knew he had a million other expressions in him.
After being satisfied looking for Gea, I choose to continue tomorrow only, because it has entered the Maghrib and tomorrow there will be a afternoon seminar from my Mother.
And my goal now is the Greenheels Apartment where Mother, Babah and My Brother stayed during their stay in Makassar, actually all three have arrived in Makassar since yesterday.
And tonight I will be honest with Mother and Babah about the secret that I have been hiding.
I rode my motorcycle through the streets, into Greenheels' apartment, passing through the highway on the Losari beach where there has just been launched a mosque ninety-nine domes that will be a list in my next destination with my little family and Gea later.
It did not take long to get to my destination, I took off my helmet and entered the apartment unit of Bunda and Babah, when I arrived, I was immediately greeted with hugs missed by Babah and Mommy and Kakta.
Because it has been five years we have not met, Mother and Babah kissed my cheek several times which made me feel more guilty.
"Ozan, how was your college boy?" babah asked, which made me quiet.
I took off the helmet from my hand and prostrated myself at the feet of Mother and Babah, I deeply regret everything.
"Ozan, actually did college Bund, Bah, Ozan is a sinner and an irresponsible man," I really cried.
Mother and Babah were only surprised by my reaction.
"That's, son?"
I got up and stood up again with tears I looked at my parents who had invested religious capital in me.
"Five years ago, Ozan impregnated Ozan's lover and reluctantly took responsibility, Ozan instead ran away and ended up becoming the village head in a village without finishing Ozan's lecture, but he was still in the village, and now Ozan's wife is gone because it turns out he is the younger brother of the woman Ozan hamili used to be, Ozan the sinner Bah! Ozan's an irresponsible man!" I walked to the corner of the room, took the broomstick there and handed it to Babah.
"From childhood, Babah never got angry and flirted, but now, hit Ozan Bah, hit Ozan, Ozan is not a dutiful boy," I bowed before my parents.
Be prepared if Babah Adam will beat or cross me as his son, but apparently Babah Adam shrugged my shoulders which made me stand up again.
"Babah always says, when you choose to be independent, whatever your decision, it is your right, and Babah has no right to take care, Babah does not care, regardless of the great sin you commit, Babah does not care, you are still Babah's child, Babah and Mother will always be with you" Babah Adam embraced me as well as Mother.
Feels peaceful.
When honesty is based on a stigma of support from many aspects.
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