My students Canduku
Chapter 2

Chandra's feeling couldn't calm down for a second, even though he was already sitting in his chair. The left hand goes into the pocket of the pants, while the next hand tightly grasps the pen as if to break it.

The girl he was calling had already entered the room, sitting before Chandra with a very calm expression as if not recognizing Chandra in the slightest.

It is impossible for the girl to forget, Chandra thought. They interacted intensely last night. Groping and praising each other's bodies. Even without mentioning without, the two of them could get to know each other well today. Ought to.

“Evennight, you.” Chandra licked her suddenly dry lips just because of the discussion last night. However, since this was at school, he should have been professional. Chandra calmed down and normalized her expression. “Can you explain, the reason you are late today, and the days before?” Chandra started to focus on the main topic of the conversation today.

The girl smiled thinly. “Bapak knows the reason.”

Chandra clasped the ball in his hand. He was at a loss for words. Especially in this room, there were several other teachers. Nor could he predict what the girl before him would do.

Chandra advances his body, and stares intensely at Mishall whom he perceives as a threat.

“I need to talk to you after school!” whispered Chandra while pressing every word he let out as a form of seriousness.

“Bby. Whenever you need my services again.”

“Out!” pinta Chandra is firm, but still displays a normal impression so that no one is suspicious.

Mishall smiled faintly, then stood up. Just turning around, he turned to Chandra again, blinked one eye, then came out.

Chandra rubbed his forehead which was suddenly filled with sweat. He sat uneasily in his place, unable to imagine if his wife knew about last night's events. He can really m*ti on the spot.

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Chandra was standing on the edge of the classroom porch when her eyes accidentally caught a shadow of Mishall walking haughtily past her. He also heard other student whispers about Mishall's wealth. They envy Mishall for being born into a wealthy family so that all his needs can be met. The beautiful Mishall also easily hooked the male students, so there are already dozens of former Mishall who still want to return to the girl.

From the whispers, Chandra understood. Mishall works only to fulfill his glamorous lifestyle, while no one knows about his own work.

Chandra unsolicitedly walks along to where Mishall went. The girl was sitting on the sidelines watching a basketball game. Along with two other girls, Mishall seemed proud to show off his apple-stagged phone. As a result, two of his friends immediately glorified Mishall as sultan.

One of Mishall's friends turned around, then tensed when he noticed Chandra's presence behind them. He signals by shaking Mishall's arm to look back. Contrary to the two terrified schoolgirls, Mishall was calm in responding to Chandra's arrival.

“You won't tell them about your work, Mishall?” chandra said that a second later managed to change the expression on the girl's face. Mishall stared intently at Chandra, while the man replied otherwise. Chandra finally found out, each of the last night's events became their weaknesses.

“You work? Not that your parents are rich, are they? You don't need to work anymore,” said two-headed girl.

“Ngak. Mr. Chandra knows,” said Mishall.

Chandra put both of her hands in her pocket. Now, at least he could calm down because he was sure that Mishall would not divulge their secrets.

Casually, Chandra put both of her hands in her pocket. Then walk away.

***

It's been 20 minutes since the school bell rang. Chandra walks down the school hallway looking for Mishall. B*dohnya because he did not say the place of their meeting. In the front yard near the gate, the girl was completely invisible.

Chandra shouldn't have thought about the matter, but he felt he had to completely clear up his case last night. Don't let Shila know and completely abandon her.

Arriving at the XI C class, Chandra fell silent in the doorway. Mishall with both feet raised to the table and hands holding his new phone, welcomed Chandra's arrival with a slanted smile.

Chandra's two hands clenched at his sides.

“Ngak. I am not interested in children.”

Mishall snorted mockingly. “Not interested.” He then placed his phone on the table, and lowered both of his legs.

“I just want to make sure, you do not open your mouth about last night's incident. In fact, if necessary, you missed last night. I will also hide your employment status to others,” explained Chandra.

“Boring wife, or fierce wife, Sir?” Mishall folded his left hand in front of his chest, deliberately supporting both circles to appear prominent. While yesterday his right hand twisted a strand of his unraveling hair.

Chandra also realized that the girl had already removed two buttons on her shirt. Chandra threw away a glance, feeling disgusted with the girl. Though still young, but because of the demands of lifestyle, he was willing to sell himself.

“You don't need to know. All you need to know, don't let last night's events unfold!” chandra said firmly.

“I also will not care about my customers, Sir. My job is just to serve his lust Father. If it is finished, yes just pay me, already running my task.” Mishall shrugged both his shoulders relaxed.

“I hold your sayings!” chandra said firmly. Then turn around to leave.

He walked towards the parking lot, pulled out his motorbike, and moved away from school.

Chandra arrived at her house. Earlier this morning, Chandra had never met his wife, Shila. He hoped his wife would not ride again.

Then, in the middle room, Shila suddenly came over with her smile. Chandra is grateful that his wife has gotten better today. He could not if he had to part with his beloved wife.

“I haven't cooked, Mas. Would you like to watch it first while I'm masakin?” ask Shila. He led Chandra to the sofa. Then, lightly turn on the television for her husband.

“Thanks, Say—” Chandra's speech was truncated when he saw the television show. He gulped his saliva roughly. It was a video of him lying in a car seat without clothes with his eyes half open. Then, a hand with flaming red nail polish touched his nose, down to the neck. A pair of red lips were seen on the camera, smelling the protruding part of Chandra's neck, then down to the chest, giving a s*nsual swab. Getting down to his queen's stomach, then to his forbidden part.

Chandra's tense on the spot. Then, in a slow motion, he looked back. Unable to think, Chandra was moved by his body reflexively to dodge the plate that Shila threw.

“M*ti you,*Suck!” screamed Shila so loudly that the entire vein of her neck protruded. He was looking for something that could be thrown.

“S-Shila, plus, I can clearin!” Chandra kalap's.

“What's clear, huh? The video is clear!” Shila throws a remote towards Chandra, but the man manages to avoid it. After a long time married, Chandra finally adept at playing throw—dodging with his wife.

“You cheated, Chandra!” Shila slowly sagged on the floor with both legs bent. He hiccups. His entire body was flushed with anger.

“Honey, it's a misunderstanding.”

“GO! GO AWAYL! IF YOU SHOW UP AGAIN, I'LL KILL YOU!” shila shouted, done.

Chandra can do nothing but to get her hair back in frustration, and then get out of the house. A second after slamming the door, his eyes were filled with stern anger. His hands clenched tightly until the veins on the back of his hands were seen poking out. He immediately got on his motorbike, moving at a speed of 100 km/h, met the girl carrying his s.

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