My students Canduku
Chapter 32

Chandra did not have time to feel reluctant when asking for the whereabouts of Mishall to Tristan. Because they had met, so Chandra really hope that his best friend knows the whereabouts of his former student. Ignoring being sick or tired, Chandra who just got off the taxi immediately approached Tristan who was busy playing basketball in the yard. His voice was hopeful, for not wanting to take any more wrong decisions.

"Tris, you know ... Where is Mishall now?" chandra asked, slightly stunned because she ran from the gate to the position of her best friend's basketball court.

"No," Tristan replied indifferently, while putting the ball into the basket with ease. "Have made a choice? I'll give you the necessary info."

Chandra shut up for a second. The answer may make the friend happy, but .. he will also find other happiness if with Mishall. Chandra has to stretch her chest, that all she needs is her student, not Shila.

"It."

Tristan's dribble activity stopped after hearing Chandra's speech. With one eyebrow raised, and a smile implying victory, Tristan asked, "Who?"

"Lo should know!" reply Chandra upset. "Where do you know Mishall now?"

Tristan's smile grew wider. Then give a slow nod. "He went to his foster mother's house. Parting. Shila who helped her meet her birth mother—who turned out to be a prostitute as well. Cepetan there, before he actually left, and it will be impossible to reach again."

Chandra did not listen well to Tristan's words. He soon passes from Tristan's house, using the same taxi. During the trip, his prayers were filled only with hope that Mishall was still waiting for him. In fact, he did not have time to pray for himself a security from Shila's tantrums later if he knew that he chose another woman.

The thing that makes Chandra confident in this choice, is Widya's speech. If Chandra had loved Shila, she should have felt something special about Mishall turning into a new love. So, he had no reason to defend Shila anymore.

Chandra, in the deepest corner of his heart, prayed that this time he would not be wrong again. However, he was already very sure, that whatever was going to happen in the future .. Even if it was a great danger that Shila promised, Chandra would not care. He will use all his abilities to protect Mishall, and will be happy to make her happy under any circumstances.

God seemed to be listening to Chandra's prayer, because when he arrived at Mishall's adoptive mother's house, he still found the woman in the house. Ignoring manners, Chandra went straight into the house. Three pairs of eyes were on him.

Especially Mishall, he immediately stood looking at his teacher in great surprise.

Not leaving them in confusion for too long, the man took two big steps toward his former student, pulled one of Mishall's hands violently, smashed the woman in his chest, then was held very tightly.

This is the comfort that Chandra wants. There was no concern about the threat of sharp weapons or even the bite from the women in his arms. There is no anxiety. Purely just a calm and a peaceful. Chandra swore, ready to risk anything to have this woman by his side.

Anything.

"Don't go anywhere" whispered Chandra. He does not care about two perfectly rounded eyes because of his attitude. In fact, adding to the surprise of the two women by kissing the side of Mishall's head. "Your accusation is right, about my feelings. That before this .. I actually have not put my heart on anyone, not even Shila. That love ... only then do I feel it to you."

Mishall ignored his confusion after hearing that. His hand that was originally idle beside the body, was now moving to reciprocate the embrace of the man just as tightly, even more so. Positioning his head on Chandra's chest to find comfort, so Mishall can let out his tears.

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Instead of explaining what happened to everyone, Chandra chose to bring Mishall over to the back of the house so they could chat comfortably. He first explained his departure for three days, to finally convince himself that his heart had chosen Mishall.

"What you said was true. I really don't love Shila yet. Maybe because ... iba? The first time I saw him .. he was like a wounded angel, and I was moved to help him get treatment, and over-considered that feeling. Moreover, when Shila could not meet a man who could accept her shortcomings, I was more enthusiastic to help her without thinking about anything. From then on, I felt absolutely no sense of tranquility and happiness. Those two things I just discovered when I was with you" explained Chandra. He looked straight ahead during the story, then after it was finished, he glanced at Mishall who just looked down deeply. He grabbed Mishall's hand to grasp, carried it up his thigh. He managed to make the woman instantly meet red. "I was previously afraid to take this risk because. Not just for me, but you too. Only, if I keep hiding because of fear .. I feel not a man. I stopped hiding from now on. I want to protect you. No matter what happens, no matter what the danger. Soon ... Shila I'll be free from this marriage."

"Me too .. to be honest, sir. Because Mr. Chandra is still trying to improve relations with Mr. Chandra's wife, even though he has been physically hurt many times, even threatened with death. What I said in the apartment, and what I did yesterday .. purely to make Mr. Chandra turn away from dangerous women like Shila, because ... I'm also following the pain see Mr. Chandra get hurt."

Chandra pulled the woman leaning on her shoulder. Feeling touched, because he was cared for to such a detail, in fact, there were too many painful sentences Chandra said to this woman.

"I'm sorry, you were insulted yesterday, and thanks ... still want to choose me when I look really bad yesterday."

"Sir Chandra wants to fix my life. I have no reason to be angry" Mishall replied with confidence. He looked up at Chandra to bring their eyes together.

"OK .. kasmaran couple. You think love can make you full?!" exclaimed a woman who looked as white as milk, with distinctive shaded eyes. It was easy for Chandra to conclude that she was the biological mother of her lover. "Mishall quit school without any skills, while this guy .. he can't get on with his job because your videos are already being spread to the teachers at the school. This man has been confirmed fired. Now, what do you want to eat?"

Mishall turned his head away cautiously, as Chandra looked at him with a plot, asking for an explanation for the foreign woman's words.

"Mayall ...." Chandra called out in a soft tone. "I'll find another job. You don't have to worry. Money matters, it's my job later." He helped to tidy up Mishall's short hair so as not to stick to his wet face. "You believe me."

Chandra tries to convince her lover, but .. she even hesitates in her own words. Shila is obviously not going to let her find the right job, while asking Arfan and Tristan for help is almost impossible.

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No matter how many friends you have, in the end. Chandra feels it now. Forced to stand on his own feet, while now there is a woman he must bear as a responsibility. The bad fact is, he does not have the provision of readiness to face life, while he is required to directly feed the daughters of others now.

Daniel also couldn't provide a job, as Chandra didn't have any expertise in music. Chandra's fellow teachers could not be expected, as they were now staring in disdain at him. The name is deteriorating, and this further complicates matters.

Now ... dead end. Though yesterday, he could find many job options on Mishall, but he now could not find a way for himself.

If it's just a daily meal, Chandra might be able to work on it, however difficult it may be. He could be a porter, a security guard, or whatever it is. However, seeing how Mishall craves so much luxury ... Chandra feels more useless than teaching her lover to be frugal.

"Shila .. Even the price of her hair tie is millions. That's lucky, huh?" said Mishall, while glancing at Chandra which is now the bearing. He braced his body to share his warmth with Chandra, as the thin blanket and mattress did not help to ward off the cold.

Mishall's long breath covered the woman's admiration for Shila's photo. He put his phone next to his head, then hugged Chandra tighter. Tonight is much more beautiful than before, because there are no more insults, no pressure. Purely only because love dominates them to the limit of satisfaction.

"But ..have you feels a lot more expensive than anything" Mishall said, showing off his best smile. "Shila can't even have you now."

Chandra forced a smile, in order to appreciate Mishall's efforts in entertaining him. Her hands were used to comb her soft hair, until Mishall almost lost consciousness.

"So, when did you meet Shila to formalize your divorce?" ask Mishall.

Chandra gulped roughly. He ducked a little to kiss Mishall's head crest full of affection.

"Tomorrow."

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