Chapter 1

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[Push pov]

How can you teach the students when your girlfriend was sitting in front of you like your student? Yes, my girlfriend was my student who sits in front of me staring at me without blinking. Sometimes I forget that we are in the class and staring at each other, other students clear their throats as if they are saying that they are also in the class.

I'm just a simple University professor, and I'm currently dating my student. Her name is Mild, she is very beautiful, young, smart, nothing is a lack in her, in other words, she is perfect. Many handsome, rich, perfect young men chase after her but she chose me in the end.

Today is the last day of the 3rd-year student's exam. And the day after tomorrow is my wedding day with Mild because she is one month pregnant. To hide from others who opposed our relation, we have to marry secretly. If they know about her condition, I don't think we could live in peace.

I don't know, marriage life is so fun. After marriage, my wife, Mild cook for me every day, washing my clothes, singing bedtime songs etc. etc.

It's been eight months since we married, we have had a lot of fun.

"Can you not do today?" Mild said when I was ready for University.

"What happens? Are you not feeling well?"  I asked in worry. Who wouldn't when my wife is going to birth.

"No, just want to be with you"

"I have a meeting today, so I have to go. I'll be back as soon as possible. Call mom, and stay with her. If anything happens just call me okay"  I said before I go.

I went out of the meeting. When I open my cell phone, many miss calls are there. So I hurry to call Mom, she picks up the call and tell me to come to the hospital where Mild was admitted.

I don't expect the news which I heard when I arrived. Mild left us, our bodies, and everything over my shoulder.

I cry...cry....cry and drunk, waste my time and myself but later when I saw our mothers and fathers tried to feed our babies and tried to stop them crying. I can't drink anymore. I can't let them do anymore, I also wanted to help them.

"Tay, Singto, Bright....wake up...you will be late for your class" I wake up my three sons.

It's hard to wake them up because they sleep like a dead bodies. If I wipe the blanket which covers them, I can't stand there even one second.

"It's already 8 if you don't...."

"Huh? 8? We have class at 9. Why don't you wake up a little bit early, Dad?" Look at their reply.

"Hey, Tay... Bright wake up, we are going to be late" Singto tries to wake them and run to the washroom.

"Can't we wake up at 8:30?"

"Uhmm....that's a little early. Isn't 8:45 perfect?" Tay replied with a yawn and cover his head to sleep again.

"Ok if you two don't get up now then..."

" okay, dad okay" both up and run towards the washroom.

After my parents died, I'm the one who takes the responsibility for everything. I wash clothes, cook food, do dishes, clean the house, I did everything.

"Eat breakfast before you go," I say as I saw them coming out of their room with their uniforms in line as if they were in the military training.

"Okay, Dad" they salute and obediently seat down and start eating.

But they finished there in three minutes and run out. What is this? I sat and wait for them to come out for them for so long just to eat together and talk some father and son talk. But they did eat for only 3 min and run out without saying anything.

I lost my appetite. I was about to get up to wash the dishes but they run back in hurry. Frist Tay kiss in my cheek then Singto and last Bright and said in unison, "I love you, Dad"

With their smile, my heart is melt immediately but their next sentence make my heart which was about to melt into liquid turn into a rock.

"We spent all the money on a project Dad, give us some more please," they said with their puppy eyes. They look so innocent, so lovely, so cute. Who wouldn't agree if they do such things?

Unconsciously I put my wallet but before I know the wallet is already in their hand as they share the money on their own. After they satisfactorily took the money, Tay return the wallet and run away in a blink.

"Hey! Come back... That was so much for you!"

I start my day like this. But I miss my Mild...

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