My students Canduku
Chapter 14

Chandra was—forced to sleep during the day when a foreign voice interrupted him. Opening her eyes, she saw Shila sitting next to her, also turning towards the door, where a fat woman in a batik suit, as well as a brown headscarf entered. The vice principal came to visit, with his awkward smile.

"Excuse me, Miss Shila, Mr. Chandra. Permission to visit ...." The woman had not been welcomed in, but had slipped her body in the wide open door.

Behind the woman, followed by five students, one of whom immediately made Chandra take a seat—tegang—sembari gulp saliva roughly. He glanced anxiously at Shila who did not move from her seat at all, instead inspecting every guest who came.

And the woman who was the source of Chandra's fear understood. Luckily, his long hair could limit Shila's view, so he could immediately put on a mask, as well as take refuge on Aksa's tall body side.

"Sir Chandra how are you? Duh ... may the spit be healed, huh? Why did you stab a knife? Well ... got a begal, huh, sir? Ck .. ck. Severe is the present day beggar huh, sir?" Lastri—si vice principal asked in succession, then turned to his students. "This is it, kids, yeah! You guys don't just wander around at night! Especially this .... woman, Mishall! Wandering around, every night, right? That's why they often come late! Beware all of you! It's getting dangerous now!"

Huh. Chandra casts a look in the other direction, when Lastri discusses Mishall, who makes all the views point to him. The woman immediately lowered her head, using her hair to unravel forward to hide from Shila's straight gaze.

"You!"

The atmosphere was suddenly tense as Shila's pointy index finger pointed straight at Mishall. Everyone—, especially Chandra, immediately awaits the action of Shila who swiftly stood dark in her chair. Chandra is confused to have to hold back how, so that Shila does not find out too much about Mishall, but.

"You're out!" shila Pinta. "Bring virus. I'm allergic to sick people like you."

Chandra's breath was relieved. He glanced at Mishall who was still rounding his eyes—surprise effect—when Lastri had already pushed him out.

"You go home first huh, Mishall? You have nothing to do with Mr. Chandra. After all, Mr. Chandra, who is weak, is vulnerable to getting infected with the virus if you are here." Lastri continued to push, because Mishall was still reluctant to move. In fact, it increased his strength when he smiled at Shila, as if he wanted to show all his best.

After successfully getting rid of Mishall, Lastri came back to his original position, next to Chandra's bed.

"Sir Chandra is better?" ask Lastri.

Despite still thinking about Mishall and the bad threat he brought, Chandra still displayed a calm expression on his face. Especially when Shila had sat back down, and busied herself with her cellphone.

"Already, Mom. It's only a matter of recovery" replied Chandra. He took advantage of the situation when everyone was off guard, to glance towards the glass door whose curtains were open.

Mishall was still standing there, staring deeply at Chandra, for what reason. In fact, even though Chandra had already shaken his head lightly, as a gesture for him to get out of there immediately.

The woman pointed to Shila, then pointed to Chandra's belly, as a gesture 'what is the new wife of Mr Chandra?'

Chandra calmed down, nodding small. So Mishall immediately lowered his hand which was originally pointing into the room. He nodded, then walked away from the front door.

Now, Chandra can breathe a sigh of relief. Just need to multiply the stock patiently facing the question of Lastri, as well as some encouraging remarks from Aksa, and the other two students.

After the visitor left, Shila also automatically stuffed her phone into the bag. He sighed heavily, showing his obvious tiredness.

"You tired?" ask Chandra. He reached out to rub Shila's head, along with the best smile he showed his wife. "Home, huh? Rest. Tomorrow I can come here again."

Shila was silent for a while, glancing outside, looking for what, then turned her gaze to Chandra.

"I'm still recovering, honey. My abdominal muscles still hurt when I move a little. I won't be able to get out of here. Anyway, same nurse doctor will report to you, if I get out of here." Chandra swiftly read Shila's uneasiness, so the woman nodded calmly.

"I'll be back in the morning, okay?" Shila pulled both corners of her lips. Follow gently combing Chandra's hair. He was silent for a while, enjoying the touch in his fingers, until he stood up. Pulling a hand from Chandra's hair, just to make it a body support. Ducking deep, for the sake of giving a brief kiss on the forehead, and Chandra's lips. "Cheal fast, okay?" whispers lirih.

Shila straightened her back. Take his handbag, then leave. The woman in the black knee-length dress continued to be the object of Chandra's vision, until she disappeared from view.

The man was completely relieved. He perfected his sitting position, while opening his mouth to withstand the pain in his stomach. After feeling comfortable, he took his phone from the nightstand, to check the messaging. Some messages came as a gesture of concern for what happened to Chandra, and all were skipped by him. The man focused on one contact, who did not send any messages.

Chandra just turned off the screen, when the door opened again. In a hurry, he put the phone on the nightstand then improved his attitude when looking up at the door. Luckily, it was not his wife who came again.

"Mishall?" call Chandra with a voice pressed.

"Shila's really gone?" tanyanya panic. He still feels threatened if the wife is still around him.

Mishall calmly shrugged both of his shoulders indifferently, while opening the mask. "No idea, sir. I don't pay attention."

"Mayall ...." Chandra called lethargic. "You saw my situation for yourself. This is because I came home late last night. Just .... go home .. late! Can you guess that Shila knows you're here? Only two in one room. He won't think long enough to kill us both!" chandra said seriously, along with her eyes to clarify the circumstances that threatened them.

However, the woman in front of him even giggled. "Psycho." He commented. "So, why marry her, sir? Treasure, huh?" Mishall paused for a moment, but continued to speak as Chandra opened his mouth. "He's worth mentioning .. brand runs, anyway. Crazy one! From the tip of the foot, even his hair tie .. all branded."

"I love my wife, Mishall." Chandra immediately denied. "If it's just the treasure, I can easily damage him through his mentality, to get all his property."

"But, as I see it, Mr. Chandra is no longer the same person you love." Mishall pulled the corner of his lips. "Like babu. Little fear of wife .. her wife arbitrarily .... Crazy to know, sir! Why not divorce? Mr. Chandra can find a better woman .. more humane than Mr. Chandra's half sane wife."

"Am I too excited here? You're intending to offer yourself?"

"What a surprise, sir!" reply Mishall. "But yes." He giggled amusedly which even provoked Chandra's snoring.

"Your school just isn't going well, Mishall. Don't think about marriage just yet. Marriage is not just a bed issue. Lifetime .. You have to be able to overcome problems with someone who may not be in line with your mind, and ... it is not easy."

"Brother confided?"

"Yes." Yeah." Chandra is easy. "But I am not comfortable, because it is .. I have considered this, I accept .. and I am now facing the consequences of my choice."

Mishall's smile was gone, when he realized that the seriousness of his teacher was really obvious now. He stretched out his fingers to touch Chandra's belly covered in a patient uniform, then glanced at the teacher with an equally serious gaze.

"Pak Chandra said .. if Mr. Chandra really wants to buy his wife's property ... Mr. Chandra will kill him through mental destruction slowly." Mishall slightly turned his head to the side, along with a cynical smile. "Connecting with me personally—although only limited to 'humanity' excessive—it means Mr. Chandra playing fire .. and slowly kill your wife by damaging her mentality." Mishall moved his hand to Chandra's arm to give a gentle swab, which provoked the man's hair to stand up. "Sir Chandra ... does not love your wife, right?"

"OUT!"

Mishall smiled. Seemed happy to fulfill the instructions of the teacher.

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