Raymond Our Husband

Chapter 1

I’m pretty much not enjoying the campus life as other students do. I mean it’s hot, 30 degrees
Celsius I’m sure today, not that I bother my precious self to check the weather forecast. I hardly
watch or listen to news they bore the life out of me. Imagine in this hot weather I’m complaining
about its 12:00 midday I’m running rushing for my next lecture that started five minutes ago. I’m late
nothing new I’m always late for everything.

I’m here finally though I’m five minutes late thank God this lecturer has not yet started, he’s still
switching on the projector and other students are still running in. I quickly took the front row seat
my favourite seat in this lecture hall. I’m panting and sweating from the little run I did from the bus
stop, somebody needs a gym serious this is pure case of unfitness.
“Good day ladies and gentlemen” Oh! He’s starting.

I quickly stop fanning myself with my textbook and focus on what I came here for. It’s Criminal Law,
it’s boring but I must try and focus I need to pass this module be it boring or not. Professor Bogatsu
is a very attentive type his eyes run all over the lecture hall he can see all corners that means no
chatting on phones under the desks.

Oh shit! My phone is ringing. It’s in my bag under the table. I wish I can die right now. Gosh!
Everyone in the class is laughing out so loud that I can’t hear myself, I know they are laughing at my
ringtone plus I still use the old out of style phone Samsung E250. Yep that one!
Finally I found this damn phone that is embarrassing me and getting me into trouble with this
Professor.

Fuck! I’m pressing the standby button it’s still ringing and the laughter from these idiots has not
stopped one bit, I’m pressing it and pressing it’s still ringing……
“Take the battery off gogo.” I hear this strong scary voice whispering in my ear.
Lord have mercy on me! Professor is standing right in front of me.

I do as he says, the phone stops then I raise my eyes he’s still standing in front of me with his right
hand open and not smiling. Oh my god! he says I must give him my phone, he hasn’t said anything
but with his hand still out he’s pointing at my phone I know for sure that he’s confiscating my phone.
Since it’s written in broad red big letters that we must switch off cellphones during lectures. I know
the rules and I’ve seen this professor taking other students phones, he is very strict. What can I do? I
give him the bloody phone, he puts it on his pocket and he continues like nothing happened.
Lecture is over, the noise that these students make when they are leaving the class is massive they
just can’t exit in peace.

I waited till he starts packing his bag, quickly went to him.
“Sir I am sorry for disturbing your class with my phone, I was running late I forgot to switch it off.
Can I please have it back?” I’m scratching my head. I hate doing this.
He looks at me up and down like something is wrong with me.
“Not Sir I am Professor” whatever moron I say in my head, but I can’t help to pick up something his
voice is deep and strong.