BACKSTREET YUK, MR LECTURER!
Chapter 34 - Former Toxic

Kinanthi who was familiarly called Kinan looked into Khoirul's room. The woman wore a smile of ridicule, "Evenings of war huh, brother? How messy his room is."

The words alone made Khadijah close his face tightly. While Khoirul expels his sister because his attitude is really outrageous.

"You were asked to switch the conversation. Who are you dating this time? Which school kid? Which house? Do you often hang out at which cafe?" ask Khoirul with questions.

Kinan melengos, "Police only if asking something is not detailed like this. There is one."

"He knows our family?"

"If you don't know where we might be going, brother? Don't ask too many questions, I'm dizzy. I came here his intention to look for freshness because at home mama always nagging. I can't concentrate."

"Done encryption?" ask Khoirul again.

"Udah, Brother. Also accepted. So before I go to London looking for information, I want to take a walk first. Yuk, sister, just take a day off today," Kinan said more like coercion.

"How am I?" sela Khadijah who suddenly appeared behind them.

Kinan frowned at the sighting of Khadijah who was younger than he expected. Back when it was a wedding party, he didn't really understand his sister-in-law's face. It is more humane not to wear makeup.

"Sir Khadijah?" hello Kinan.

"true."

"Dude, long time no see. At dinner I did not see my sister. I also rarely go home."

Khadijah did not want to discuss the issue. He switched the conversation. "Say he wants to take a walk. Where's where?"

Immediately Kinan's facial tone changed, "The shopping mall." He turned to Khoirul with flickering eyes.

"What?"

"Cards."

"Limit huh?"

Kinan snorted, "Pelite is very much like his own sister?"

Although Khoirul nagged, he still gave his sister what she wanted. He gave her another black card, then ordered no more than nine digits. He also advised Khadijah to prohibit what his sister bought if the item was beyond reason.

"What am I crazy about?" sulk Kinan.

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The largest shopping center in Jakarta offers a beautiful view. The smell of new items that enticed the girls to shopping was really well received.

Khadijah and Kinan walk around the shops whose prices need to be underlined. Everything is above a million, even the cheapest small item. The rest, hundreds of millions are milling around in the storefront.

"What kind of stuff do you like?" ask Kinan when he sees a branded bag that is dark in color. He wondered if he should buy it. Actually he was thinking a lot at the moment, so he forced himself to satisfy his spending desire.

"What the hell is it. Nothing specific. I don't have a collection of bags or anything. All the items in the wardrobe that chose Mr. Khoirul" Khadijah explained. He still used the greeting he used to use for Khoirul.

Kinan did not seem surprised. He just smiled knot. "I'm also, actually, only this time I want to buy a bag. Especially if you study in London must be used. By the way brother want to continue S2 where?"

"S1 hasn't, Ki."

"Huh? Seriously? What age is my sister?" ask Kinan confused.

"Twenty-five. You?"

"I am twenty-two. Gosh, Brother Sejah is really an immortal student," Kinan sneered without a second thought.

Khadijah. Kinan's nature is similar to that of Khoirul but the difference is that Kinan is more relaxed than his older brother's pad. It's just that in the shadow of Khadijah, Kinan is a quiet woman who always prioritizes learning instead of fashion. So why is this different? If you know that, Khadijah does not need to feel inferior in front of Khoirul.

"No. I even think you're this easy to get along with must have a lot of friends. How could it be different with your brother?"

"Yes because from birth it is different. Mama said that Khoirul's brother, his stomach rarely moves. Nendang also if you want to, but the doctor said healthy. But if I were, I wouldn't be able to keep quiet. There must be movement every day. Very active. So obviously I have a characteristic of Khoirul's sister that looks like an ice sculpture. Now it's even more melting since marrying the sister. If it used to be so bad. There can be no smile at all" Kinan explained.

So thanks to Khadijah, Khoirul can change his nature? It was nice to hear the compliment directly from her husband's sister. Khadijah smiled wryly, proud of himself.

"Thank you for the compliment" Khadijah said.

"It's a gift from me because my brother has made my only brother change. Don't like? Later we are the same," said Kinan while showing two bags with the same model and color.

"Like."

"Goodoo. We wear it tomorrow, brother? We go for a walk again. If today is enough. Mama must have nagged that I was gone for more than two hours" Kinan explained.

Khadijah.

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Two days later ...

Kinan came back with the groceries he bought from the minimarket. He said to Khadijah so he could quickly have a baby. She can't wait to take care of her sister's child.

Hearing that, made Khadijah blush in shame. Because he has not thought about having children in a few months or he will postpone it until college is finished. He simply accepted the compliment and took Kinan away to the shopping mall because there was something he wanted to buy.

"Sir, have you ever had a toxic ex?" ask Kinan suddenly.

"No. I didn't like having special relationships in the past, so I have more friends but friends."

"Oh, the kind that almost looks like a playgirl, huh?"

"Dong different. Playgirl is a boyfriend status people continue to have other girlfriends. I'm just a friend but I'm too close" Khadija explained. He again asked the meaning of Kinan's question. "Is something bothering you?"

"Em, you say bother the hell yeah, brother. Every day the phone calls, if not picked up he sends a bejibun message. I deliberately did not reply to any of his messages but he still hunted me. I said once, I said don't bother me. Uh, he's threatening something weird."

Khadijah shuddered in horror at her, "Isn't that already too much? Report the police."

"There is no evidence of violence threatening me. You must say change the phone number."

"Why don't you change the number?" ask Khadijah curious. He gets carried away with Kinan's story.

"It's been dozens of times but he still knows my number. Surprisingly none of my friends had any contact with him. Where'd he get my number?" The look on Kinan's face became even more tense. They turned to the right, then entered the shoe store.

"Random time number?"

"Random numbers shouldn't always be on target, right? This is me changing yesterday, he called today. Weird right?" ask Kinan again.

It's strange. Khadijah has never found the former setoxic. Even if it was Fattan, she only came closer when we met on campus. For a phone call every day it doesn't feel that bad. Means Kinan should be wary when it comes to his ex's matters.

Should I tell this to Mr Khoirul? Batin Khadijah's.

"It's weird, Ki. How come my head is a thriller?" khadijah.

"I am too. But don't tell Khoirul, brother? She'll be worried. He's too overprotective with my relationship. I was also banned from dating my ex-toxic, but I ngenyel. After the breakup I just realized that Khoirul's brother was right."

Khadijah abandoned his intention to report what he had heard from Kinan. For a moment he forgot the slack because Kinan saw beautiful shoes according to his version.

They shopped for almost two hours, then decided to go home. When they reached the front of the courtyard of the five-story building and intended to buy a roadside meatball before returning home, a motorbike suddenly swished towards them.

"Kak Sejah," cried Kinan in panic.

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