My students Canduku
Chapter 33

Chandra was getting dressed when he explained his plan today, and Mishall's eyes almost never stopped paying attention to him. The woman was still faithful with only a blanket wrapped around the body.

"I'll eat for your breakfast. I'll have breakfast at the shop. This afternoon, I'll meet Shila to finish our marriage. If you look at his response yesterday, he seems to have really healed. He never attacked me again" Chandra explained.

"I .. Can you work, sir?" ask Mishall carefully. "Restaurant waitress, or something."

"No need, Mishall. I can meet all your needs" Chandra replied in a stern tone. He had just removed the shirt from his head, then knelt in front of Mishall. Give a short kiss, then smile. "I'm not your teacher anymore. Stop calling me 'sister'."

"Keep ... call what?" mishall asked with a flushed face, and glared eyes.

"'Mas' maybe?" chandra Goda. He once again planted a kiss on Mishall's lips, then the two cheeks of the woman due to red meet.

"Shame ...." Mishall immediately covered his face to hide the result of Chandra's temptation. "Mending call 'honey'." Mishall opens his hand, then kisses Chandra confidently.

Feeling unsatisfied, she wanted to give a deeper kiss, but Chandra held her forehead with her index finger.

"I just took a shower, Mishall. Not now. I'll be home later, okay?"

Mishall close his lips, little manyun. Chandra is hard-earned not to tuck anymore. Now, just wipe Mishall's lips full of admiration, then stand up.

"Want me to buy what food?"

"Whatever," Mishall answered quickly. "I like whatever you love."

"OKAY. The food won't be long." Chandra made sure of that, then got out of the contract.

Chandra uses public transport to use Shila's house. During the journey, he was honestly never able to calm down. When he tried to calm his mind by looking outside, the man often accidentally glanced at his own phone displaying his message with Widya. The doctor told her the condition, and where Shila is now. His future ex-wife has returned home, still paralyzed. As for her psychic, Shila is no longer doing excessive rebellion.

Turning off the phone, Chandra tries to consider his goal of meeting Shila.

Asking for a good farewell, Chandra wasn't sure it could be like that. However, if it delays too long, Chandra cannot. His caring soul can be difficult to control, especially in the worrying condition of Shila, Chandra is not sure it will not be destroyed by Shila.

Take a deep breath .. then exhale.

Chandra calms the struggles of his mind in the head. Now it's a bit of a relief, because he can distinguish love and pity, so Chandra is no longer confused. During choosing Shila, the man was still always agitated about his own feelings. Now, after his choice was dropped on Mishall, there was no more dilemma like yesterday.

Chandra's getting more convinced now.

The man stopped the angkot after being at the crossroad, then paid for it. His journey was still a hundred meters, and he had to finish it on foot. Every step Chandra takes, always gives its own restlessness, that he will enter the lion's den voluntarily. Only Widya can be counted on to help him, but .. the doctor also more often lost during a power struggle with Shila.

Chandra stopped the move.

It was actually easy for the man to fight Shila if he attacked, but he was afraid that he would get out of control, and hurt the weak woman. Moreover, Shila when attacking always suddenly. Her usual expression might have kept a million evil plans, and when the time had come.

The man is getting restless. He chose to pull over, to think about this. Continue, or stop?

Chandra was about to check her phone, telling Widya's willingness to help her by preparing a sedative, perhaps, because Chandra must have shaken Shila's psyche because of this decision. However, his efforts to turn on the phone ended in vain. He forgot to not charge this thing for days.

The man's hair was sweating as he rubbed it roughly. He was getting more and more reluctant to continue the journey. For the sake of mutual safety, Chandra chose to turn around, briefly delaying his intention to meet Shila today.

Once again, on public transport, Chandra prepares to return home. Because of the condition of his dead phone, while Chandra almost forgot to order food, so he first bought two portions of food to pack. He then went on to hire Mishall.

However, there was a strange sight in front of the contract. A mobile—Lexus LS 500 that is very easily recognized by Chandra— is parked in front of the house. The man took such a slow step as he approached the door, when a tremor of fear struck him. Worry if Shila ....

Chandra opened the door violently, and her breathing stopped immediately when she saw the woman he had labeled 'lover' lying on the narrow bed, without any clothes, lying down, while on both legs there was a mature man enjoying what should only be Chandra's owner.

"MISHALL!" chandra shouted loudly, no matter if the rented neighbor might hear.

Her lover was just peeking at the slit of the arm of the man who was enjoying his body. Mishall displays a guilty look, but does not carry out any rebellion, until the man above him completes the goal.

Chandra was supposed to come forward to hit the old man, and kick him out of the contract. However, how Mishall resigned himself, received, and looked at Chandra—he man managed to lose confidence and energy simultaneously, so that his body could only be leaned against the wall. As the familiar man distanced himself from Mishall, Chandra was rewarded with a dismissive smile.

"I don't know, Mr. Chandra, if this woman has a relationship with Mr. Chandra," said the man who previously had status under Chandra: Shila's personal Anwar—sopir. "Your boyfriend, sir?"

"Sorry, Mr. Chandra." Anwar immediately got dressed, then out of his pants pocket took out a hundred thousand dollars some sheets, put it between Chandra and Mishall. "I'm sorry—"

"Who told you to come here?" Chandra just replied to Anwar's remarks, with a crushing accusation. He knew that the existence of this man in front of him was not just a coincidence. "I know ... You must have been sent here, right?"

Anwar chuckled small, then smiled. "Well .. got caught." For the first time, the driver Chandra thought was inferior displayed a haughty look with no feelings of guilt. "I was asked by Ms. Shila to come here, make a point to Mr. Chandra .. how exactly this woman you chose is." He glanced in contempt at Mishall who looked at the two men in turn in confusion. "Prosperity. In fact, my aged wife is much narrower than women who are too easy to open their legs to any man. How can you .. waste someone like Ms. Shila for the sake of .... I who do not really like the boss like Bu Shila alone, feel sorry for Mr. Chandra's choice this—"

"IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" reply Chandra firmly. His reddened eyes immediately shrunk Anwar's guts. His hands that clenched firmly from earlier managed to dock in Anwar's face, quite successfully brought the driver to the rented door.

"I'm sorry, sir. Maybe we'll see each other often" said Anwar, with a stern look of pain, but forced his smile to come out, then left this narrow contract.

Now, the rest of the atmosphere is gripping between Chandra and Mishall. The two exchanged glances, then glanced at each other to the pool of money that somehow dozens of sheets.

"I need the money, Mr ...." Mishall took the initiative to explain first, then took pains to get up from a lying position. He leaned against the wall, with his hands flanking the blanket so as not to fall. "Pak Chandra is delicious .. can get used to simple living. I can't, Sir. Difficult ...." Mishall trembled, as he squeezed firmly against the side of the blanket to express his own feelings now. "If Mr. Chandra finds out, Mr. Chandra can stay with me, and return to Mr. Chandra's wife."

"Mishall, it's not a matter of choosing you or Shila. Wasn't it! I do accept your past, but only the past! I still have money if you need anything! Can't you appreciate me a little bit, Mishall? AS A LOVER ... CAN'T YOU APPRECIATE THAT STATUS?"

"If Mr. Chandra nyesel—"

"IT'S NOT ABOUT REGRET, MISHALL!" The man's breath rushed, then ended weakly, "I've chosen you, and I will not bother those questions again, just as your lover ... can't you appreciate me, Mishall? I am your lover now! I'm the only one who has the right to touch you!"

"Sir Chandra himself said, love and lust are different. I love Mr. Chandra, and nothing will change. I just. .. need money, sir. I—"

"Different context, Mishall!" chandra's reply is getting more intense. "The love and lust that I said yesterday, it doesn't exist at all! If you love me, you shouldn't be fighting with other people! I've loved you for a long time, so that's .. I'm easily passionate about you. Can't you think of this, Mishall?!"

"P—Pak ...." Mishall welcomes, but Chandra is more quick to leave the woman.

Standing on the rented porch, Chandra squeezes her own hair firmly, then grabs it equally firmly. Then, an annoyed growl began his steps leaving this place.

While swinging both legs alternately, Chandra also sends a message to the woman who is still his wife.

Chandramawa Ahtar ^^^^

^^^You two this afternoon, can you, Shila? Six o'clock in the afternoon, where we first met. It could be just the two of us.^^^

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