My Husband Lecturer
my husband's lecturer-63

Raka hissed, Mira deliberately did not pick up her call. Raka was eager to see the girl's expression.

There must have been a great fight between the students, Ah too bad Raka did not come there.

Everything's good if he comes along.

"Well..Too bad not lifted" muttered Raka, his hands twirling the phone.

A few moments later he clucked.

"Mcc..Poor Aira" he said.

Raka sighed, he got up from the sofa, walked towards his bedroom. Raka called someone again.

"Hm, you shouldn't be sleeping, right?" monologue Raka, he put a cell phone in his ear.

Raka wiggled her legs waiting for her call to be lifted.

"Hello?"

"Hello sir, am I bothering you?"

"Just get to the point, what do you want to say" said the person across the street coldly.

Raka laughed a little.

"good..Can we meet tomorrow?"

"..."

"After teaching, it doesn't interfere with your time, does it? I want to talk something"

"I can't, next time" said the man about to turn off the call.

"It's about our students Aira and Mira..Mr. Alex" said Raka quickly.

Alex fell silent.

"Where's sir?" ask Raka.

"Who the hell?"

Raka heard Aira's voice from the phone, and suddenly Alex ended the phone.

"Well killed"

He decides to send a message to Alex, Raka does not want to bother him because Aira is near the man, maybe his intention to meet Alex failed.

^^^I will meet the father^^^

^^^Finance, tomorrow...^^^

After that Raka spread her body wet, her two hands became the base of the head.

"Let's get everything straight" Raka said, ending with a sigh.

Alex's Room.

"Where's sir?"

Alex was silent, fondling his mind, should he meet the bastard who bullied his wife?.

Just passing in the campus Alex was furious to hit his face. The man should have known that he would definitely beat Raka up, but why would the man even want to meet.

Raka is a weirdo.

"Who the hell?"

Alex looked back, Aira sat down and rubbed her eyes, the woman woke up.

Alex immediately turned off his phone and put it back on the nightstand, he turned to his wife.

"Why did you wake up?" alex asked, his hands cupped both of Aira's cheeks.

"Who's the same phone?"

"Just people get on the wrong side, sleep again" said Alex.

Aira immediately believed.

"Just go to the bathroom" Aira said.

"Dum"

The woman went to the bathroom. Alex glanced at his phone, there was a notification of whatsapp messages from Raka.

Read by Alex.

Cklek..

Aira exited the bathroom with her footsteps dragging, her eyes half-closed.

"How are you, Ra's way?"

"Hum?" Aira opened her eyes wide.

"That street of yours"

"It's sleepy to be a mager" replied Aira.

Alex welcomes Aira who goes up to the bed.

"Here dear mas hug" said Alex softly.

Because Aira was so sleepy, she pulled her blanket and approached, hugging Alex.

The gentle sweep on Aura's head and the drowsiness, made her close her eyes again.

"Based on the boy" Alex muttered with a smile.

In the morning, Alex wakes up earlier than Aira. After performing the morning prayers Alex went to the kitchen, he would cook breakfast for Aira.

Alex was even ready with a pink apron belonging to Aira.

Alex looked around the kitchen, the problem was one, how to cook?.

Alex has never touched a kitchen in his entire life, ever since his mother worked on it.

And after marriage it was Water who cooked. He was pensive for a long time, then Alex remembered that he only needed to watch the tutorial from youtube.

Alex ran back to the room to pick up his phone, he looked at Aira who was still asleep in bed.

A smile was glimpsed.

"Sleep longer baby" said Alex.

He went back to the kitchen, put it near the cooking place.

His hands began to move cutting the chives and the ingredients for sauteing, which was guided by youtube.

Alex wants to make the simplest but most special meal.

Of course fried rice! Then special? His specialty comes from the heart, the heart of Alex who is full of love in making breakfast for Aira.

Long enough he fiddled with the kitchen, finally a special fried rice with mature love. Alex served it on the table, not forgetting a glass of warm milk for Aira.

"Done" said Alex smiling with satisfaction.

In a hurry Alex took off his apron, Alex wanted to wake Aira up to come down immediately.

Just imagining the woman's happy expression made Alex's heart beat.

Alex's hand patted Aira's waist slowly.

"Moor.."

"Airaa, get up" she called.

Aira squirmed, her eyes slowly opening, all she saw was Alex's radiant face while looking at her.

"Eungh..."

"Wake up, I've made breakfast" Alex said.

'Breakfast? Alex sir cook that? Whoa..'

Aira looked at Alex, she was not sure the man was cooking breakfast. As soon as Alex could not cook, chopping onions was difficult for him.

"You don't believe it?"

Aira shook her head, her innocent face made Alex chuckle.

Aira was underestimating him huh.

"Just come with me if you don't believe me"

Alex takes Aira out of the room, before he asks Aira to close her eyes.

"What cooking bag?" tanya Aira alignment.

"Later to know, yuk"

Alex held both of Aira's shoulders, they went down the stairs all the way to the dining table.

"Now open your eyes" cried Alex.

Aira opened her eyes, she blinked when she saw the breakfast available at the table, Alex really made it himself.

Aira was impressed by this, she turned to Alex.

"Se-serious cooking mas?"

Alex nodded steadily.

Aira's eyes were rounded, her heart touched by Alex's sweet treatment.

'Morning makes more bucin' inner Aira.

Without delaying any more time, Aira immediately sat down in the chair. However, when noted again Alex's fried rice is strange, the color is no longer brown even darker and the cow's eye eggs are almost charred.

Aira gulped her saliva, somewhat hesitant to bribe her rice.

"So I can't bear to cook you" said Alex.

Aira looked up at the man.

'*So be defended to wake up early for my masakin?'

'Oh Allah it turns out Mr. Alex with his sweet side*'

Considering Alex is trying to make the first fried rice in his life, Aira immediately ate it, forget about the taste of the most important thing Aira appreciates Alex's cooking.

The man looked at Aira seriously.

"Where's Ra?"

Aira almost vomited it again, lucky she could resist.

"It's good" Aira told a lie.

Though Alex fried rice tastes very sweet and charred.

Alex smiled proudly.

"You like it, don't you?"

Aira nodded and smiled, her hand reaching for a glass of warm milk.

"Banget.." said Aira.

"Do you know the name of this dish?"

Aira frowned then shook her head

'The fried rice is falling apart as Alex may' said Aira in his heart.

"Fried rice of love" Alex chirped.

Aira choked on the warm milk she had just been drinking. Honestly Aira was in shock, did it really come out of Alex's mouth? since when did the man have a sweet mouth?.

"Ohuk".uhuk"

"Airre you not papa?"

"yes-yes"

Aira touched her lips.

'Damn it, I can salting if gini'

"Ci-love fried rice huh? why is that his name?" ask Aira.

"Because I made it while thinking about you" said Alex.

'*Shit! I'm nosebleed look woo'

'Someone can pinch me? don't say it's just a dream, if it's mending I don't have to be conscious, keep sleeping*'