BACKSTREET YUK, MR LECTURER!
Chapter 55 - All This Is Your Wrong

Disappointed! One word that describes Khoirul's current face. He just looked at Kinan without speaking anymore then went up to his room. While Kinan, touching his cheek that feels heated. He looked at Khoirul's departure with a wounded heart. If only everything could be repeated.

"Sleep!" khadijah. He rubbed Kinan's back with regret, "pardon me for supporting you to talk to your sister, Kinan. I'll try to talk to your sister, okay?"

Kinan just nodded. He walked towards his room. Oh, my God, he's sorry. Khoirul's disappointment in him was more heart-straining than getting the blow. Never once did Kinan disappoint his brother but today all his struggles are gone.

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Marwah and Raden glide to Khoirul's house after Khoirul tells him everything. Khoirul asks if they know of Kinan's intention to learn from Zaki.

Marwah spoke up, "Mama knows. Mama also agreed because she thought Mr. Zaki was reliable. Who would have thought that the lecturer had negative thoughts. Don't blame mama!" The woman refused to be blamed because she also knew nothing.

"Why don't you talk to papa?" accuse Raden.

"Yes because papa is busy. It doesn't matter who knows and doesn't know because it happened, right? After all, Khadija was wrong because his clothes were too open until Mr. Zaki had bad intentions," Marwah murmured at Khadijah's cynicism.

Many people want to defend Khadijah but Khoirul first down to talk. "Originally mama knew, without Khadija dressed so even Zaki's heart intention was rotten. He once forced Kinan time at the hotel. If the timing is not right, maybe Kinan is the victim."

This fact is not known by Marwah because Kinan still has not said anything.

Raden even stood up in shock to hear Khoirul's confession. The middle-aged man walked up to his daughter, "Right what your brother said?"

"True, Pa," said Kinan.

Plaque!

Raden let out a rough breath, "Papa is disappointed with you! You go to high school, graduate with cumlaude grades, but can't tell which one you can set an example for learning. That kind of person doesn't deserve to be a lecturer."

"I'm sorry Kinan, Pa. Kinan doesn't know," said Kinan. Khadijah approached because he could not bear to see Kinan's stuffing.

Marwah? The woman also poked. She's ashamed not to play. "Mom thinks you can be trusted but fooled us instead. Anyway now mama forbid you to go out with anyone but mama's choice."

"Ma," Kinan protest.

"There was no protest. You're the one who embarrassed your parents" fierce Marwah.

Khadijah disagreed with Marwah's remarks. Out of nowhere, she chimed in on her in-laws. "I don't agree that mom blames Kinan completely. The victim, Kinan, should not be blamed. All the stigma of the community about the victim, who considers the victim is the source of the crime that makes the victims no one can admit. Should have been blamed by the perpetrator. From the beginning the perpetrator had evil intentions let alone seeing Kinan who was still innocent. It was from that small intention that made Mr. Zaki take the opportunity. So, blaspheme Mr. Zaki, Ma. He's the source of the problem."

"You dare to fight mama?" hardik Marwah's.

"Not fight, Ma, but straighten. I'm not saying you can't drive Kinan's life after this. I just don't like it when the victim is blamed. The people out there wouldn't dare to talk to me if there were a lot of people gossiping about them."

Marwah grimaced, mocking Khadijah's argument. "If you're good at talking why don't you use it to graduate?"

"It's not my graduation, Ma. We're discussing another matter" elak Khadijah. Her emotions soared if she had to face her in-laws.

"Pa, look at that! Our daughter-in-law dares to fight mama," whined Marwah at Raden, hoping for a defense.

Raden cleared his throat, "Khadija is right. The wrong mom. In response to this problem we cannot blame our child completely. Papa agrees that the victim does not need to be cornered. But ... Kinan remains wrong in papa's eyes. He's the one who put the man in the hotel room. If he doesn't know what Mr. Zaki is, he still can't put a man in bed. She also should not carelessly give room numbers to men who are not her husband. You understand what Papa's worried about, Kinan?"

"good. We consider this problem to be finished. Papa and your brother will take care of Zaki's problems. You and Khadijah stay home for a while. After the process is complete, you come with us back to Jakarta!" obviously Raden.

The discussion is over. Except for Khoirul who suddenly wants to talk to Khadijah alone. They both sat on the edge of the bed.

"I don't like it when you reply to your sharp words, Colored," said Khoirul.

Khadijah was offended, "I mean, Mas? Can't I defend Kinan so much? Not just Kinan but all the women who were victims including me. Can I just shut up?"

"I didn't say that but wear a more polite tone, Colored. Even though his mama was hard but he had no intention of mentally dropping Kinan. I hope you can understand, Colored," Khoirul explained. Indeed, he was not angry with Khadijah but Khadijah had misunderstood.

"I also have no intention of offending my mother, Mas. I'm just defending Kinan. Yes I know Kinan was wrong but I was more wrong for supporting their relationship. So just blame me. All of them! Blame everything that happened to me!"

The point!

Khadijah walked away. Khoirul's words are not he's harrumphed. Khadijah's nature is also harsh. Whoever makes herself angry, there will be no mercy even if it is her own husband.

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"Kinan, come out baby! We eat first" said Marwah. The woman was anxious because from last night Kinan did not come out of the room and the next day there was also no movement from the girl.

Khadijah knocks on the door of Kinan's room. "Locked, Ma."

"Mom knows the door is locked. If it is not locked, mama can enter" fierce Marwah.

Khadija harbored his anger because they did not need to fight each other. He could not wait for Kinan to open the door. He took the spare key and opened it.

"Good, Kinan!" peekik Marwah's.

Khadijah shut his mouth, he has not reacted. Between conscious and not, he started to move. He carried Kinan's limp body onto the bed and then picked up a cell phone. The men are busy so no one can help.

Marwah patted Kinan on the face, but there was no reaction. He cried looking at Kinan's pale face. "Darling, why are you doing this?"

Khadijah appeared with Bik Sani. They were troubled to bring Kinan down because Marwah was just following them. Khadijah put Kinan on the living room sofa while waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

The three people were busy with their own thoughts until the ambulance sirens sounded.

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"What's Kinan's condition, Doc?" marwah asked after seeing the doctor come out of the examination room.

"Your child is under stress, Mom. His diet is also unbalanced. So I recommend to rest the patient and do not give bad news. I'm sure things will get better" the doctor explained.

"Thank you, Doctor."

The doctor was no longer visible from their sight. Unexpectedly, Marwah pulled Khadijah's hair with her fierce face, "This is all because of you! Kinan has the imagination to marry a lecturer, my son may not have the initiative to fall in love with Zaki. You useless woman!"

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