BACKSTREET YUK, MR LECTURER!
Chapter 54 - What Are You Doing Here?

"Mrs, I'm going to the supermarket for a second. Garlic is gone" reported Bik Sani.

"Bring the driver, Bik, so you don't have to take a cab."

"Mrs didn't go?"

Khadijah shook his head, "Tired, Bik. Just relax first."

"Nitip something no, Madam?"

"Corn, Bik. It's delicious as if cooked kale in hotplate so. Same seafood, huh? Let it be luxurious" said Khadijah with a smile sumringah. Suddenly, he wanted the food. In his mind it felt really special.

Bik Sani nodded. He was ready with the shopping bag and money given by Khoirul one week ago. The monthly ration is too much to make Sani confused to make a food schedule.

"I left first yes, Madam," said Bik Sani.

"Be careful, Bik."

Bik Sani left the house, while Khadija was busy watching television. He had intended not to do anything so the clothes he was wearing were only loose t-shirts that were as long as a wrinkle and shorts that showed his body shape.

The last time she was pregnant, her body was a little fat. But a few weeks ago, the body portion returned to how it was.

Khadija was unconscious when her eyelids closed. He was surprised to hear the bell ringing. The woman got up, opened the door.

"Sir Zaki?" khadijah was confused.

"I want to meet Mr. Khoirul. At home?"

"With teaching, sir. Em, come in first, sir. I call Mas Khoirul first," replied Khadijah. He allows Zaki to enter. The man sat on the living room sofa with a view that could not be separated from Khadijah. The woman's clothes were very tempting to her faith.

How not? Khadijah's flat stomach looks crazy under a shirt that is not as long plus tight shorts that show the woman's butt.

Zaki gulped. He came with the intention of seeking permission from Khoirul to marry his sister but seeing a more seductive woman of course Zaki had other intentions.

Khadijah returned to the living room after calling Khoirul, "No answer, sir. I will try to call again, right? What do you want to drink? While waiting for Khoirul to answer my call, I made a drink."

"Can't you have a coffee?" zaki asked with eyes piercing in an undue direction.

"Can, Sir. Waita minute!"

Khadijah intended to change his clothes before making coffee. He was uncomfortable if he had to face another man besides Khoirul. The woman climbed the stairs to her own room. The door of his room was slightly open as he hurriedly entered.

Khadijah chose a more polite dress and was already preparing to pull the tip of his shirt up but the sound of the door opening made him stop.

Khadija turned her body, her eyes glaring perfectly when she saw Zaki standing in the doorway. "What are you doing here?"

"Eh, that, I want to go to the bathroom but instead stray here," said Zaki trying to sound sorry but his eyes could not lie. Moreover, his hunting breath gave warning signs to Khadija to be careful.

"Bathroom's down there, sir. Please come back down!" kadhijah. He covered his body with the clothes he was about to wear.

Zaki instead heeded his warning but instead pretended to look at the contents of the room. "Call's good. Suitable for husband and wife relationship. I'm sure you're speeding to have kids?"

"Please get out, sir!" his Khadijah.

"Later on, Khadijah. I just want to see your room. Who knows today we could enjoy this scorching afternoon by hugging together" Zaki sneered. The grin was ice cold.

"Father has been rude to me. I will shout if you continue your steps" Khadijah threatened.

"STOP!"

"Come, Colored! Why are you selling expensive? There is no one else here. Anyway I know you like this lecturer like me, right? Wait especially? Just a little touch, I won't mess around anymore. Open your clothes! We play for a while before Kinan comes. Looks like you're more seductive than Kinan," Zaki sighed.

"Don't you think what you said? Though Kinan believes the same father but the father even had a bad mind. I'm going to talk to Kinan about this so that he refuses the father's proposal" hardik Khadijah. He looked around and found something he could use to injure his opponent.

"All right, I'll just give you a damn. You actually want to try something new with me but you're embarrassed. What if I try first? We will take turns. How's it? Agreed?"

Crazy offer. Khadijah never thought Zaki would be that crazy. Why could she ask Kinan to tell her brother the truth instead of banning the girl?

Seeing Zaki's psychopathic gaze added to Khadijah's fear, but Khadijah could not accept it with resignation. When Zaki pulls his clothes up, the woman picks up her large perfume bottle, then ...

Bugh!

"Awww," Zaki screeched as he swept his palm over his forehead. He stared intently at Khadijah, "how dare you? But I'll forgive you if you want to take off your clothes!"

"WILL NOT! YOU EVIL MAN!"

Khadijah threw other items with various shapes until one of them hit the forehead and made fresh blood flow. In Zaki's time of confusion, Khadija uses the opportunity to escape. She locks her room in fear that Zaki will catch up with her.

"Open, Colored! Open I said!" zaki's orders.

"OPEN UP! WE'RE PLAYING PRETTY INSTEAD OF HIDE AND SEEK! YOUR BED IS WAITING FOR US!" yelled Zaki shamelessly.

"The human base is trash," grumbled Khadijah. He ran to the living room to get his cell phone. He contacted Khoirul once again and succeeded. The woman cries as she tells him what Zaki did to her. That's when Kinan showed up. The girl heard Khadijah's words and just ripped them off.

"Come here soon, my mother! Kinan is here too!" khadijah. He disconnects the call and approaches Kinan. "Are you okay, Ki?"

"Is it true that Mr. Zaki wants to mess with brother?" lirih Kinan's. His mouth should have been locked due to his shock but he felt guilty for believing the man's words.

"really. I locked it in the room."

"Are you okay?" It was only when he realized he could not be weak. Facing a toxic ex-lover alone she can.

Khadijah shook his head, "Nothing. I managed to escape. Sorry, Kinan. I made you have to marry a guy like that. I should have investigated first how Mr. Zaki really is. Lucky you weren't treated to him otherwise I don't know what you're going to be like."

Kinan should feel guilty. He already knew how Zaki was but was haughty to say it. He'll talk honestly to his brother later. Let him be severely beaten as long as his guilt lessens.

Thirty minutes later ...

Khoirul came with two men in uniform. They brought Zaki who was still locked inside. Zaki was afraid to jump. He could no longer set foot in this world.

"Are you okay, honey?" khoirul asked his wife.

Khadijah shook his head, "It's okay, Mas." Intentions wanted to stay strong but the woman instead returned to crying. Looking at Khoirul's shoulder, his tears suddenly spilled.

"Already, already. It's over" Khoirul said. He threw a glance at Kinan who was silent on the sofa. "Kinan, are you okay?"

Kinan was surprised, he shook his head in lethargy, "This is all because of me, Brother. I know that Mr. Zaki only wanted my virginity but I pretended not to care. The time at the hotel was actually me and Mr. Zaki almost did it but I refused. Mr. Zaki is still pushy. Lucky you guys came in time so I could dodge."

Plakk!

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