My Dear Teacher

My Dear Teacher
New Bride


Aditya leaves Dita's house with various feelings. Disappointed, heartbroken, ashamed and angry. He is a man who now has a high position in the company of his dreams rejected by women who once loved him very much. Only six months later he was defeated by a young man named Damar. Who the hell is he? What was his greatness to make Dita can easily turn away from him? While still in college, actually Aditya and Dita had broken up once, for eight months they did not establish a relationship and Dita faithfully waited until the relationship was re-knit. But now, it was faster than that time and his rival was a distant one compared to him. Just a snot boy who compared to him was certainly nothing.


Aditya strongly suspected Dita's heartbreak was very deep, so he turned away. Decided to marry just anyone.


[Find out who Damar is!] aditya orders someone on the other end of the phone. He was still sitting in his expensive car parked two houses from Dita's house. The man's gaze never turned away. He has not been able to accept the reality of being replaced by someone who he thinks is far from him.


"It's hard to find someone comparable to me. But at least don't marry someone who is far away from me. Down once your standards, Dit!" Aditya babbling.


Damar Nugroho, a nineteen-year-old boy. This year for the third time he did not graduate High School. A young man who likes to race, once arrested by police for racing wild several times. Now working in the National workshop as one of the mechanic. His parents had long since divorced, his mother who made him and his three younger siblings. Living in a cheap contract, his mother was a washing worker and often missed the cost of rent.


Reading a message from one of his men makes Aditya more and more inexhaustible. Dita could have dug her own grave. Destroying his future by marrying a delinquent. Was she really desperate to be cut off unilaterally?


Actually Aditya already does not want to care if Dita is married. He could have continued his life and looked for another woman as a replacement for Dita, he thought it would not be difficult to get a younger and beautiful girl because he already has everything. even if it was fought and Dita broke away from the boy, then, Aditya also will not want to accept Dita because he is abstinent for her to marry a former person especially her husband Dita, according to him, is far compared to two of everything; education, wealth, let alone office.


However, Aditya cannot take it for granted to be defeated by someone who is not equal to him. He feels humiliated and Aditya wants Dita to regret the decision.


The ambitious Aditya has already laid out a plan. He will destroy the young man which means also will destroy Dita's life. He will have the young man dismissed from his job.


***


"Just from now on you can't relate to him anymore. No communication, let alone without my knowledge, all numbers or anything that could connect you are disconnected and the memories you once made must also be erased!" Damar. He was very protective of his wife.


"How do I erase a memory?" ask Dita.


"Gini nih, gini," Damar spontaneously kissed his wife's forehead, not only once but many times to make Dita shocked


"The room!" he pouts. But before long they both laughed at the same time.


"I promise to make you happy" Damar said.


"God I will also try to be filial, to be a good wife."


***


"Honey, this is his breakfast." although a bit stiff but Dita forced herself to call Damar with the call as a tribute and form of love for her husband. He placed a tray containing two dishes of fried rice and two glasses of white milk. While chatting lightly they continued their breakfast.


While engrossed in breakfast, suddenly heard the sound of the door on tap. The sound was quite noisy outside so that made the newlyweds rush out and how surprised they saw Bu Anis, Nanda, Sigit and Lala hard to stand in front of the door. There was a pick up car also containing their belongings.


"What is this, Bun?" ask Damar.


"Your sisters were forced to move here. Our contract was evicted. Some bought it at a high price from the previous owner so we had to lift our legs this morning as well " said Ms. Anis.


"Yes my. Then why did you bring all her stuff here? Why don't you call Damar first, Bun?"


"Where else should you take these things, Mar? It is you who promise the same Mother will be responsible for our family life. Don't tell me you've forgotten because you just got married!"


"Not Bun, but it means ...."


"Ahhhh, come on, don't talk much just yet. Mother is tired. I didn't sleep last night because of this. Now get those things in, Mar. Mother wants a break!" without further ado, Ms. Anis came in followed by Nanda. While Sigit dah Lala just stood looking facing his brother.


"Oh my God, mother ....." Damar wanted to follow, but was arrested by Dita. Honestly, he did not feel good if his mother really wanted to stay at Dita's house. This is her house of in-laws anyway. In addition to not want to bother his wife, because Damar believes his mother will not be silent if it is true so stay here, Damar is also reluctant because he has not asked permission directly to the owner of this house.


"Udah, it's okay, baby. Let the mother rest first." said Dita.


Damar knows himself enough, he tells his mother that he will soon find a contract around here for his mother and sisters. Although Dita is not a problem, but still, her mother's relationship with Dita has not improved. Lastly, his mother has not accepted Dita as a daughter-in-law, Damar does not want Dita to feel uncomfortable in her own home.


"Why not just stay here, anyway?" lamented Miss Anis when Damar took her out.


"Bun," Damar pleaded, not wanting to put a burden on his wife. Not even twenty-four hours he and Dita married, not until his wife was uncomfortable, even though he had promised to make Dita happy. "The room saw there was an empty rented house around here, hopefully suitable for the mother." without saying much Damar took his mother's hand, piggybacking him towards an empty house that was not so far away.


Along the way, his mother did not stop nagging. There is just what he discussed, without stopping, even though Damar did not respond in the slightest because Damar only focused on the streets. Responding to the mother will only add to the problem. Better to say, the rest is still the way. Damar did not want the happiness of his small household to be lost, or he failed to serve his mother.