The Heart of a Lecturer Killer
MHDK 25'S. Maybe It's a Match

Yudi's treatment last night slightly made Priska's attitude change. No longer too pretentious as the madam and more silent.

" Mah, mama why?"

" Eh Ren, mama is okay. After breakfast, he continued to go to school. Sorted by a driver."

" Oh, oh, have you left?"

" Yes, papa went to Om Aryo's house to file Hasna's marriage requirements file "

Reni nodded in understanding. He was a little surprised by the attitude of his mother. But Reni didn't want to ask. He chose silence. He only slightly guessed that his papa mama was fighting considering last night the papa looks angry.

Shortly after Reni left, Priska returned to the room. He sat on the side of his bed. Again, his tears shed considering Yudi's treatment of him. She is really like the woman mur*h*n who after finishing wearing and then just abandoned.

" Now what should I do. Whether I should hang in here or I return to my original intentions. Is it true that Mas Yudi has nothing? Or it's just a bluff just so I'm scared. I need to find the evidence."

Priska then got up from her seat, she then looked for something that could strengthen her conjecture. Priska tried to open every closet and all the drawers but she found nothing.

" samg ... It seems that in the meantime I have to obey every word mas Yudi."

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...

Priska was a little stunned to hear the door of her house on tap. Considering the art was going shopping to the market he finally walked himself to the front door.

Czechs ....

" Hey beib ... "

" Gosh, what are you doing here, Bardi. Hurry up later if art and the driver I know how. There go Bardi."

Instead of going, Bardi pushed Priska into the house and closed the door immediately. As for Priska, she was really scared right now. He was afraid that Yudi would know everything. Yudi's threat last night wasn't just playing.

" Bar, please go!"

" Tck, I'm here because I really miss you, but you kicked me out."

" Bardi please go, I'll go to his usual place we meet. Right now at home is not conducive. So please go first."

" Yes ... Yes ... I'll go now."

Bardi kissed Priska's lips at a glance and sauntered away. Priska breathed a sigh of relief at last Bardi left his home. She was really scared if Yudi found out she had another relationship behind her husband.

" Yes, who came?"

" Oh that, sales Bi. Ordinary, but I told him to come out. I'm afraid that he's a fake salesman like in tivi tivi that you know."

" Well, we have to be careful. Can't let anyone in. Well, if you'll excuse me back first."

Priska nodded, she was really lucky to see Bardi when he walked out of the yard.

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Hasna is now at the house of Sekar and Aryo with ushered by Radi. Somehow Radi was a little unwilling to let Hasna go from her apartment.

" His face is ordinary, sister, another week Hasna can already be brought back to the apartment."

Plot ...

Radi flicked the youngest's forehead making the Dwilaga family's youngest complain of pain.

" Mother ... Brother Radi's right."

" Dek, you're not going to college."

" Uh .... "

Jani ran to his room, feeling it was time to escape.

" Keep Hasna sleeping where's bund?"

" There will be a guest room, Hasna can sleep there while working on the thesis. Oh yeah, you're getting married this Saturday."

" What ...?"

Hasna and Radi shouted together.

" Are not too fast?"

" No dear, your father has agreed to this. You're getting married in this house."

Hasna fell silent, she was really worried if the marriage leaked out later.

Smiling, he knew the worries of his future son-in-law.

" Dad will handle it, Radi must also be careful in speaking."

Hasna nodded in resignation at the decision of these old men. It may be true that Radi the killer lecturer is his soul mate. The proof was as strong as anything he dodged and ran finally he returned to his origin again.

" Oh yes sir, I have guidance this weekend. Can it be pending."

" No ... Guidance yes guidance, nothing to do with marriage."

Instantly approached his eldest son and pulled the son's ear.

" bund ... Be ill.... Auch ... "

" You dare to make it difficult for your daughter-in-law? Look out, brother. Yes, you will end your agreement to correct your wife's thesis. There's not a correction of the thesis but a wish for your wife."

" Astagfirullaah mother ... "

" Uh ... Sorry for the delay."

Hasna's face was met with red hearing the words of her mother, the lecturer who will soon be her father-in-law later. Radi was wrong. I don't know since when he became his own smile every time he remembered Hasna.

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At the cafe Dipta was so restless. Some days do not see Hasna, the grown man really felt homesick.

" Haish, the mentang mentang given the girl's leave really did not appear."

Dipta immediately called out to Udin who was passing in front of him.

" in ... Here!"

" Yes, what's wrong?"

" Din you never met Hasna again on campus."

" Rarely, very rarely. In addition to us different majors he is also really focused on the same script."

" Ooh so, yes, you've resumed your work."

Udin passed from before the Creator. Hasna's best friend and co-worker was a little suspicious of the boss's behavior. He oun murmured softly, "Is there pa mas Dipta nyari Hasna?"

While Dipta he returned to his room with a bent face. He picked up his phone and looked up Hasna's name in his phone book list.

" Call? No? A call? No? Huf ... Why am I like gini. I like girls, not just this time. But it's really hard to get a bite out of Hasna."

Dipta also ventured to dial Hasna's mobile number.

" Hello assalamualaikum, what's wrong?"

" Eh Has's. Waalaikumsal. This is what, that's oh yeah how's your thesis?"

" Thank God be good."

" When will you work again."

" Just another job ... Uhm ... Hasna think about it."

" Okay then. Just focus on your thesis."

" Good thanks."

Dipta smiled widely after hearing the voice of the girl he liked. Different from the situation in the area. A cold chill suddenly enveloped Hasna's body. The sharp gaze of the lecturer's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate his chest.

" Who?"

" Whose calling? It was created."

" What's he going to do?"

" Ask about the thesis."

Shut up, Radi fell silent. He was really sure that Dipta had a sense of his future wife.

This is why lecturer killer concerned about it like that. Hiii ... Cerems.

TB