BACKSTREET YUK, MR LECTURER!
Chapter 17 - I'm Not Going!

Marwah looked at Khadijah from top to bottom. The woman did not expect to get a surprise after Khoirul left.

"What's wrong? Remember an appointment with me?" sindir Marwah's.

"Of course I remember, Mama. I had an appointment with a friend" elak Khadijah relaxed.

"Oh, promise to a friend? Khoirul lied to me then. He reasoned that you were on campus, busy studying. Truly a good husband for covering up his wife's disgrace."

Khadijah. He spoke wrong. But he won't follow what his in-laws want. If he becomes a timid son-in-law, then he will forever be trampled on. Armed with a strong desire, Khadijah shared a sweet-ass smile, "Mama, I did go to college initially but then I had an appointment with a friend. I told Mr. - Eh-Mas Khoirul. Just ask the same person."

Khadijah. The house is deserted. Where's inhabitants?

"By the way, Ma, where is Mas Khoirul?" ask Khadijah confused.

"This is what's called husband and wife? How did you not know my son was home?"

Again the Marwah's scathing insinuations surprised Khadijah. Where would her husband be if his parents were not there?

"You better go" said Marwah. He folded his hands in front, "free to come. Dinner's over."

"Mama," Raden scolded from behind. The man greeted Khadijah, then shook his head at Marwah, "our son-in-law is expelled? Go in first, get colonized. Have you eaten or not?"

"Already, Pa," replied Khadijah.

"Tadi Khoirul is only here for a moment. Maybe your thoughts. Is there nothing at home?"

"Nothing, Pa. Come out for a while, perhaps" replied Khadijah.

"Most he's angry with you for not being able to come. Just now his face was bent just like that," interrupted Marwah.

Ls i? Batin Khadijah's.

The guilt arises. Khadijah decided to stay and find her husband. But he doesn't know where to look for Khoirul. Only two houses did he know. On campus it seems impossible.

"Do you know where Mr Khoirul usually goes?" ask Khadijah to the driver.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, Mr. Khoirul rarely goes on these nights. After college, I went home. If not, go home to her parents. I thought Mr. Khoirul was at home but it wasn't there" replied the middle-aged man who was busy driving.

Khadijah thought so too. But he did not find Khoirul at home. How'this?

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"Bik Sani sure you don't know where Mr Khoirul is?" ask Khadijah repeatedly.

Returning home from the Khoirul family home, he searched all directions towards Khoirul's house but found nothing. Upon his arrival at home, he kept railing against Bik Sani. She was very sure the housekeeper knew something.

Bik Sani who was cleaning the refrigerator box nodded confidently, "Yakin, Madam. Sir didn't say where to go either. I also did not dare to ask for fear that Master was angry. Why don't the madam just call?"

Not a phone issue, Khadijah was embarrassed because he was caught not keeping his promises. If you talk directly the woman can explain in detail, but minus about Richard. What if Khoirul thinks he's cheating? He and Richard just happened to meet each other.

"Em, that, my battery's out, Bik," elak Khadijah.

"Wear the house phone or just Bibik hape, Madam," said Bik Sani did not take a headache.

"No, Bik. Later if the battery is full. I'm going up first huh."

"Yes, Madam."

Bik Sani shook his head, "Two of my employers are equally prestigious."

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At 23.00 ...

There was no sound of cars entering or vehicles passing through Khoirul's house. Khadijah had been awake until night just to wait for her husband, but there was no sign of Khoirul coming home.

"Just sleep," muttered Khadijah at last. Tomorrow he will search the campus if indeed Khoirul really does not go home. Khoirul is unlikely to miss his college hours. That disciplinary lecturer where might be absent from the task?

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"Sir Khoirul hasn't come home yet, Bik?" ask Khadijah confused.

Could something happen on the road? Batin Khadijah's.

Bik Sani shook her head, "Not yet, Madam. Have you called yet?"

"It was but not answered."

"Wait until noon, maybe you'll come home."

"Well then," said Khadijah lazily. He turned his body without intending to touch his breakfast.

"Breakfast first, Madam," cried Bik Sani.

"Not hungry, Bik."

"Wait a minute! I'll prepare the breakfast box first, ma'am. I want to learn but an empty stomach can't."

Khadija had to stop. He also couldn't have gone to college with a rumbling stomach. This morning, when he woke up, he felt that something was lacking. Although the relationship and Khoirul are not that close, but it feels strange not to see Khoirul.

When Khadijah arrived at the college, he was shocked again by Richard's appearance. What did the man do to get back to campus? Khadijah also knew that he could not ask Richard to stay away from his place of study. The school is not his.

Khadijah had tried to trick Richard, but unfortunately the man knew of his whereabouts.

"Hi again" said Richard with a big smile.

Khadijah was wailing, hoping not to cross paths with Khoirul, "Hi too, Brother. What's up?"

"You're why every time you meet me, you always say what's wrong? Can't I come here?"

Richard pulled out a snorting style. The women could not possibly be ordinary if they had seen a human as handsome as Richard.

"Have. Like it big brother."

"Do you want me to buy you breakfast?"

Khadijah took out his box of supplies, "I brought food, Brother."

"Well, this is a cool name. But if you eat need to drink, right? I bought it, right? Want what? Warm tea, cold lemon tea, green tea or black coffee?"

Khadijah shook his head, "Don't I tell my sister that I can't relate to more than just friends? I've been betrothed, Brother."

"Don't I say I'm okay if you're engaged? As long as the yellow janur hasn't curved, I'll keep trying."

Speechless! Richard should have come before he was betrothed to Khoirul. That way, he could choose Richard over Khoirul. Richard obviously liked him more than Khoirul. An unfair comparison.

"Good try, brother, but I have class. See you," elak Khadijah. He ran as hard as he could, dodging the hunter who was ready to catch him.

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"See Khoirul sir?" ask Khadijah umpteenth time.

The woman had walked here and there only to ask where her husband was. But Khoirul's nose is not yet visible. Even the class he should have attended was nil. The students were just wondering why Khoirul could be absent.

Khadija. He no longer wants to play hide-and-seek. Bodo wants Khoirul to escape to the end of the world.

Khadijah decided to end his search. He went home and asked Bik Sani nothing. Leave it!

Until 17:00 ...

The ringing of his phone rang, Khadijah ran towards the bed. His heart truly hoped that the one who contacted him was Khoirul. But it turns out Raisa.

"What's up, Sa?" tanyanya.

"You're looking for Mr Khoirul, aren't you? I saw him enter his room, it seemed like he had just arrived. Cepetan if you want a consultation. The man's hunting's gone again!"

I will not go, Inner Khadijah determined.

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