My Daughter'S Teacher
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Yulia cursed in her room, one day she was confused by the post of her colleagues who came to attend the wedding reception Agra Barend.

"His wife is nothing compared to me." smirk's smile was engraved at the corner of his lips.

"I'm more beautiful, when this body is back slim. I will seek your attention, great Lord Agra, and I will be the great Mistress." a happy smile was painted on Yulia's red lips. Although, he's not going anywhere. Yulia always scratched a bright red color on her thin lips.

"Damn..! damn..! you're a brash Andi..! because of you, I can't attend the party. The sigh flowed from inside Yulia's mouth to Andi's figure who had made her a bed rest.

"This kid, it's very troublesome. I thought you could bring Yudha closer, apparently not. Your presence doesn't benefit me, you just leave. I don't need you anymore..!" yulia exclaimed as she squeezed out her stomach.

Chequek..

Door opens.

"Ma, I don't want to drink any more milk..!" yulia.

"Papa did not bring milk." baritone voice sounded.

"Papa." Yulia raised her head, when she heard the voice of her Papa.

Darmawan stepped closer to the child's bed only wayangnya, look full face of disappointment looking at his daughter.

"Why did you become like this, son, Papa didn't think. You don't want your baby." Papa Yulia's conscience.

Papa Yulia heard what Yulia had said to her baby earlier, because Darmawan was long standing in front of Yulia's room door. Before entering Yulia's room, her daughter.

"Pa, let Lia out of this room. Lia was bored, Pa." Yulia's face was very tangled, as she begged her Papa to be given permission to leave her room.

"But, the doctor required Lia to remain lying on the bed. Remember, Yulia, your womb is very prone to miscarriage" said her father.

"I was expecting this child to die, he was bothering me so much. Nor does Yudha want it, for what I bear it all." - Yulia's very evil inner voice.

"Papa knows, you don't want your baby. You must have expected him to die, right, Lia?" in Papa Yulia*'s mind*.

"Yulia is okay Pa, this child is strong" said Yulia.

"No Lia, Papa won't let you out. Wait another two weeks, Papa will allow it" said Papa Yulia.

"Papa and Mama are the same, locking Yulia in this room. Yulia is bored Pa..!" yulia said with a loud voice.

"So your voice, Yulia! Papa has tolerated enough of your childish attitude all along. His attitude, always refuting ! mama said, we spoiled you too much. This is the result, you don't..!" Darmawan, do not continue his words anymore. His chest tightened, he immediately turned his heels and left Yulia's room on the bed. For getting angry from his father, for the first time in his life.

Prerack..

Darmawan closed the door of his daughter's room loudly, so that the sound of a hit that was enough to make people who heard him run closer.

"Pa, what's wrong?" Darti, Mama Yulia who was in the kitchen just heard the sound of the door that was closed by her husband.

"Papa is angry with our son, Ma," said Darmawan as he rubbed his chest.

"Azhuu, Pa. Relax, don't be sick. No, don't think about it anymore. What he wants to do, let it go" said Darti, the wife.

Darti, Darmawan's wife. Holding the husband's hand to enter the room.

The two sat by the side of the bed, Darti hugging her husband's arm. And rested his head on the shoulders of the husband.

"Julia we can't take to the right path, Ma. He's gone too far down the wrong path." Darmawan is very sad, because he was responsible for making Yulia. His daughter, as she is today.

"Mama feels so guilty, Pa. If you used to not follow all his wishes, and give money to him because we love him. Apparently, this is the consequence. Affection by giving excessive money to him, backfired." said Mama Yulia.

Mama Yulia's tears were already inundated at the end of her eyeballs, her hands rubbing away the tears that wanted to slide through her cheeks.

Darmawan heard the sound of stuffing from his wife's lips, his hands clapping the hands of the wife who was in his hands.

"Already, Ma. Our cries and regrets are now too late. Rice has become porridge, want us anything else can not be rice anymore."

The two strengthen each other, to face what will happen in the future.

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The night turns morning, two human children who have just been united in a sacred bond. Agra and Jeanny are still in bed.

Jeanny's too tired, one day a night. Sleep in an irregular state, one weakness of Jeanny. When his body was tired, Jeanny slept very hard. Right now, his feet were already on top of Agra's chest and his head was already on the side of the bed.

"Oh..!" Agra was disturbed by his sleep, when he felt something moving near his face.

Agra's hand grabbed the thing that was disturbing her sleep, with her eyes slowly opening.

"What's this?" agra's eyes, which had not been fully opened, looked at what she was holding.

"Foot?" agra's eyes opened wide, as she looked at the foot she was holding.

"Human leg? there's no way my legs can get anywhere near my face? ah. maybe the legs of Lisa's doll." the effect of drunkenness last night makes Agra's memory is not perfect when he woke up in the morning, his head still feels dizzy. So he forgot that he was married.

Agra pressed down hard on the leg he was holding, which he thought was the puppet's leg.

The sound of a small sigh, made Agra shocked. Spontaneously releasing the foot he was holding. And raised his head, to look towards the origin of the moans.

Agra looked, behind the pillows and bolsters scattered about. There is a body that is sleeping.

"Woman!? Agra got up and sat down. The feet above his body were pushed away from him.

"Who is he? shitt..! did I fuck the girl the night? damn them both, they've framed me..!" Agra massaged his dizzy forehead due to the influence of liquor still felt, especially when he got up suddenly. The dizziness in his head was increasing.

"May this woman not demand that I marry her, but. I guess I didn't do anything to him. She's still fully dressed, I'm still wearing panties." murmured Agra.

"Who is he, from the clothes he wears. She's not like a comfort woman, where is there a comfort woman sleeping in the pajamas of a cartoon duck character like this?"

Agra was curious about the woman who slept with him, Agra shifted her body slightly to look at the face that was under the blanket wrapped around Jeanny's body.

Agra's hand pulled out the blanket that covered Jeanny's face.

And..

"He..!?"

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To be continued..

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