"Maybe our stars will realign again and we can pick up where we left off, but if that time does not come, I hope you find solace."
Becky's pov
It's eight o'clock for my first class but l'm still here, I almost fell down the stairs because of the rush to get out of the house. Even though my wet hair is messy and my shoelaces are not tied yet, I just walk straight while carrying the bag. I don't care what I look like now, I have to make it to my class because if not i'll definitely get locked up and hang out in the canteen again.
Is it because our professor is strict in that subject?
Why does class start so early? And why is she my prof in my first subject? I was getting more and more annoyed while thinking about it.
When I got out, I also heard the operation of her car. I don't want to ride, I don't want anyone to see that we went to school together.
"You're late, are you still going to let your pride live?" She said coldly and harshly when her car stopped in front of me.
I ignored her . I just kept walking and prayed that the taxi | booked would come. Why is it taking so long?
"Becky-"
"I booked a taxi, it will be here soon-"
I didn't finish what I was saying because she drove her car away from me. In annoyance, I screamed and was like a child running on the road while staring at Freen's car.
I arrived at school drenched in sweat. Fortunately, I had an extra t-shirt with me, but the bad thing is that the door to the room was already closed when I arrived, which means I can't go in. So here I am now, eating at the canteen even though it's against my heart.
After a while I felt my phone vibrate so I took it and read my friend's message to me.
Irin :
hey, where are you? Chankimha took a quiz, you don't have any more quizzes with him.
I was about to reply when I saw her approaching me. It's already 10 and l've been hanging out here in the canteen for almost two hours. I just wasted my time, I wish I hadn't entered.
"Hey, you're gaga! Ma'am Sarocha is in a bad mood -"
"Nothing new," | interrupted my friend.
I was right, I never once saw her not in a bad mood.
"We had a quiz earlier. 50 items, girl. My head almost bled again from her questions. Then recitation while her was discussing. It would be good if her aura wasn't scary when she asked questions.
Even if you know the answer, you can't seem to say it. and your answer is hindered by her successive questions." Irin is like a child reporting.
"You're not used to it." I just scolded.
Because of her very rude and terrorizing behaviour , I question my self what my parents saw in that that made them decided on this matter. I sighed at the thought.
"It's because her husband can't give it to her , so it's okay if she gets angry-are you okay?" Irin asked worriedly when she saw me gasping at the juice I was drinking.
I just cough and cough. Surprised by what Irin said.
"Whatever you say, Irin."
"It's true, eh. That's what it's like when you're not given a-"
"Be quiet and she will be her soon . She might hear you," | silenced her.
I looked at the new professor ,Freen Chankimha , our professor who was nothing like mischievous and terror. She's beautiful, I can't deny that, almost perfectto describe. Tall, slender body, white and smooth skin, long wavy black hair, almost perfect but you will be taken back when she stares at you with her cold eyes. But even so, I still know many people like her, be it students or fellow professors, even though they know that she is married.
She is now wearing black slacks, white underwear and coat, she is also wearing sharp black heels. She looked so clean in what she was wearing.
She's already 25 years old, 3 years older than me but it seems like she's only my age if you look at her because her face is so young.
"Stop Looking at chankima, ah. She's already married, oh." Irin blinked in front of me causing me to look back at her.
I sighed again. If only you knew, Irin.
"Ma'am doesn't have a child yet? Haven't she and her husband been married for a long time?" She asked like a curious dog. "Could her husband be seng?
Probably, because ma'am is beautiful. But we know that ma'am believes in the song 'find someone ugly and love her truly'" It's a song.
Her husband is not handsome or fat. And far from ugly.
I shook my head.
"Even though ma'am is so rude, her husband is still lucky. He hit the jackpot."
I hope it's a jackpot, but it's not.
"How can that ma'am love? It's like she's walking on ice, you don't even know if she's happy with her life or if she's just forced to live."
"Stupid!" Laughing, I threw a straw at Irin that I had just used earlier.
Her face was pale but she still didn't stop.
"Seriously. Do you think she's still happy with her life? But she has everything. She's beautiful, she has a perfect body, she's smart. You think there's something missing?"
"SHe lacks good manners," I said seriously.
She left me earlier I thought in my mind again. I just get more annoyed.
"But it seems to me that your personality suits her better-"
"Stop it, irin .That kind of personality never suited a person-"
"Why, Becky ? That's just my opinion."
I tormented my friend and picked up my cellphone again because someone was calling. mom I was still hesitating whether to answer it because I already knew the reason for her call.
"Becky , daughter," greeted the person on the other line.
I signed to Irin that I was only going out to talk to mom and when I got out, I spoke.
"Mom, good morning. Why did you called?"
"Is it forbidden to call my princess?" It was a joke but I didn't laugh.
"We're having dinner later with Freen's parents. Don't be late, okay? It's going to happen here at home. I told freen that's why I called you."
Good thing she didn't tell her that I didn't attend her class because I was late and I couldn't take a quiz with her.
I sighed, "okay, ma." I only answered.
"Are you with Freen, 'nak?"
"No, ma."
"Are you okay? Did you and your wife fight-"
"Mom!" I complained to mom, "I'm here at school for pete's sake.
Someone will hear later."
"What's up, kid? You've been married for a long time-"
"Alright, mom. I have a class," I said goodbye and hung up the call.
I messed up my hair out of frustration. I calmed myself down outside the canteen for a few seconds before entering again. I hadn't even reached Irin and l's table when my eyes once again fell in the direction of freen, our professor and the woman mom was referring to in the call earlier.
Yes, freen and I are married. On paper, we are a couple. Whether I like it or not, my wife is the grumpy and terror professor at our university. No one else knows about our relationship except our family. Even here at school, and with my friend, they don't know.
I talked to my parents several times about the decision they made with freen and me, but that didn't change. Our parents are good friends, so maybe this was their decision. Their friendship brought us here.
I sighed again. Of the many people they could have married me, she was the one. That person I doubt will even like me is the one they married me to.
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