Being Match with Lecturers

Ashdos

Damnit damnit!

Got up late, sucked the bathroom door. Where is the lecturer kaga bangunin. Intentionally make him late.

With a quick shower movement, it finally produces satisfactory results. Arrive safely at the college.

Although it must be nagged by people home, and must live the husband to campus first. Ck, that sucks. Fortunately left to bring a car, otherwise ....

"Huh .. huh .. huh." Alya manages the breath, because of the thrill of running a marathon from parking to class.

"Abis being chased by Al's dog?" asked Nana with her face.

"Sworse than being chased by this dog mah, if chased by a dog can climb a tree. Lah this, must run continuously," said Alya with still set the breath.

"Wake bad luck?" ask Nindy, well if this is Alya like. Directly catch the condition.

"Yes," said Alya and took a deep breath, ending his breath.

"Gue thought after the marriage of the devil lecturer, there was no more drama to wake up late in class. But equally," said Nindy laughing mocking with the fate of his best friend.

"That's a hell of a guy, don't wake me up. Did he intentionally make me late, continue to be angry at being yelled at?" alya said while thinking.

"Don't suuzon be equally lukewarm —."

"Shuttt!" Alya immediately silenced the mouth of Nana who was almost lost, what else was Aldi in front of them.

Nana hits Alya's hand that is still hanging out sweetly in her mouth. With a sinless grin, Alya took her hand off Nana's mouth.

"Lo want to kill this beautiful friend of yours?!" ask Nana with her lebay.

Alya shuddered amusedly. "Sorry dear, I let go earlier," said Alya.

"Where's Al? Isn't that it?" Nana asked ambiguously, leaving Alya confused.

"That's what?"

"That's loh ... MP?" noda Nindy with a small voice.

"MP what?"

"How come it's plain Al?" ask Nana gomasy.

"Mp, what mp try?"

"More." Nindy proffered her book that has the writing 'Night 'First.'

"Crazy you both!" alya's cry made people turn to look at her.

"Whisper Al!" ketus Nana and Nindy.

"You're nothing too."

"Only Al dear, actually from yesterday we want to ask this. But it doesn't happen, because of that problem" Nindy said.

"So how?" ask Nana.

"Not that!" resounding.

"Well!" They both went limp.

"So .. lo Nin problem? How's it?" ask Alya.

"Well, just papa never talked about it from me back. But during the cave back until leaving this morning, papa never talked to me," said Nindy with a heavy breath.

"Maybe papa lo again contemplate himself, or regret," said Alya.

"Yes, who knows about Alif again contemplate mistake —."

"Beb Nindy why?" Aldi cuts off Nana's conversation, making the girl hit Aldi on the head.

"Can't you cut people's talk!" ketus Nana's.

"I'm curious."

"Yes but don't cut it too many times!"

"Ye sorry. Nindy why?"

"family problems. You are forbidden to know" said Nindy.

"It's so bad that you're Beb."

"Don't call me a burden on Di! disgust know not," said ketus Nindy. Aldi just smiled shitty.

"By the way guys!" Suddenly there was a loud voice from Angga.

"Why Mango asem" Tata asked mockingly.

"Ethdust. Bad you guys, my heart hurts you call it .. hiks." Angga cried drama, making his hair and head a victim.

"Let go woy! Junaedi, Jubaedah!"

"Eat him don't be lebay, lo cowboy style cake girl!" said Aldi as well.

"Junaedi Flavors! Aelah, lo mah baper mulu kek cewe!"

"Have a son!" There was an act of hair attraction between Aldi and Angga, even though it was just playing. But guess what, if it hurts.

"Pull it on!" exclaim Tata perking.

"Gue support Angga, pull Ngga!" added Rafi.

"Allen!"

"People!"

"What is this?!" The baritone voice of Mr. Varo stopped the action of the two, everyone also immediately sat sweet and calm in their respective places. So did Alya, Nindy and Nana. The three of them sat down neatly on the spot.

"It's a -anu sir." Aldi said nervously, with his feet and Angga's feet nudging each other.

"What anu?!"

"There is nothing P-Pak," Angga replied no less nervous.

"Why feet? Should I kick it too?!"

"J - ja. .. don't Sir," they answered in unison.

"Then?!"

"Just messing around 'Sir, '" Angga said with his fear.

"Main-play?"

"Yes sir" replied Aldi.

"Playing around to hurt each other?!"

"Sorry sir, we are wrong" Angga said in the Aldi.

"I don't need an apology!" Angga and Aldi instantly grimaced. '

'Definitely be punished, ' inwardly both.

"Run around the faculty building for five rounds, now!" Angga and Aldi gasped, as did everyone in the class. With a rough gulp, they immediately ran out of the classroom and carried out the punishment. Which, if thought to use logic, they do not agree with the punishment given.

While in class, the atmosphere is still gripping. What else for Tata, whose job is to be in charge of the class.

"Classman?!"

"S - I Sir," said Tata with a fearful look, making the three people in front of him want to laugh, but not the right time to laugh now.

"You know your mistake, don't you?!"

"I - Yes sir."

"So?"

"Ready, I was wrong sir! I won't repeat it again!" said tata dogg.

"You're not a soldier, don't use that style!" said the lecturer was spicy.

Instantly the class was boisterous, the laughter that had been being held back from earlier was now out. While Tata grumbled by swearing.

"Shut up!" snapped it. Everyone immediately closed his mouth tightly, even those who could not yet ease his laughter were forced to close it by hand.

"Once again I see it like that, then it's not just the people who do me the law! But one class, okay!"

"Understand 'Sir!"

"Which has the number of the person I authorized earlier, please contact. Get back to class quickly!"

"Tata, you call Aldi cepet!" insist mita, because it is not able to stand the sharp gaze of the lecturer in front of them.

"I'm lowbat, '" Tata said.

"Nin ... lo who called me."

"Have been contacted?"

"B - not yet Sir," answered Tata nervously.

"I was from earlier —."

"It's been picked up sir" cut Alya. Who else student/i would dare to cut the lecturer talk, if not him?

"Hello why Al?" aldi asked across the phone with a breath of excitement.

"To class now."

"Lah .. Didn't we get told to go around five rounds?"

"Where do I know, you're turning the spout!"

"Who told you to?" ask Angga too.

"Sir —." Alya's words were cut off

"Gosh my god." Almost Alya kicked the kidney of the person who robs his cellphone, otherwise he quickly saw.

"Return to class now!"

"So, get ready, sir." Without waiting for another answer, Mr. Varo immediately turned off the phone unilaterally, making Aldi snort furiously.

'Luckily lecturer,' that's what Angga and Aldi keep thinking.

"If I say anything, get to the point. Don't beat around the bush" said Mr. Varo and handed back Alya's phone.

Alya grunting. "And you want to go straight to his core, but you have already taken it first," said Alya did not want to be mistaken.

"Reason. Just say if you want to talk to him for a long time," said Mr. Varo.

"Good Sir. The feeling of his work su'udzon mulu is the same as mine."

"Reality, right?"

"No, sir. Don't just accuse anyone of recklessness sir."

People exhaled, it was not uncommon for them to see the two people fighting. The arrival of Aldi and Angga changed their debate that has no benefit at all, into a discussion of lessons.

"My class ended. Who feels my Asdos, please come to my room."

Everyone was wondering, because they did not know that Alya had become the Asdosnya Pak Varo. What's more, Mr. Varo is not the type of lecturer who likes to wear Asdos, he prefers to work alone.

****

Alya stood up after finishing tidying up her stationery and books. Again and again the people were astonished, who would have thought that Alya would become the Asdos of Mr. Varo? What else is not infrequently they argue when talking.

The two of them passed by leaving the classroom, also leaving question marks in the heads of the people in the class.

******

"What do you need to call me sir?" alya asked after arriving and sat back in the room of her husband, eaak.

"Do you know your job as a teaching assistant?"

"Or."

"That's you know. So there is no need to ask anymore" said Mr. Varo, but unfortunately can not be digested by Alya's brain.

"meaning Sir? I don't ngeh," said Alya while scratching his head.

"Here I tell you," said Mr. Varo, Alya who still does not understand only approached according to orders.

"Where's Sir?"

"It." Mr. Varo handed me a stack of books, Alya still did not understand but, still took them.

"Still not understood?"

"Not yet." Alya shook her head innocently. Mr. Varo touched Alya's forehead with his gregetan.

"Have ... follow me," said Mr. Varo, Alya just nodded.

They walk the campus corridor, passing the student/i. Not infrequently Alya caught the ciwi-ciwi who looked at him cynically, not like. But there are also only, bodo.

"Can a little fast walk not?" ask Mr. Varo in a tone that .. sucks.

"This is the fastest way, sir. You are too fast."

A few minutes walking with a pile of books in hand, they finally reached another class. Alya patted her forehead, only to understand the lecturer's words.

The class that was a bit noisy, now became quiet when Mr. Varo and Alya entered. The view of the student/i looked at Alya, some thought that Alya was a new child or a transfer from another faculty.

"Include him, my Asdos," said Mr. Varo to the point.

"Ah yes. My name is Alya Putri Sanjaya, just call it Alya. I am the assistant lecturer Mr. Varo," said Alya accompanied by a sweet smile. Seeing that smile, the crocodile souls of the students came out of his cage.

Hia.

"Sweet woy!"

"What semester is Beb?"

"What department is Neng?"

"Can you ask 'he didn't?"

Such was the speech of the crocodiles, as if unaware of the existence of the devil lecturer, who was now staring at them fiercely.

"Achelm!" Deheman Mr. Varo made them silent for a moment.

"He's here to help me, not be your crush. Understood!" Mr. Varo's voice was high, making them instantly kicep.

"Yes sir."

"Alright, we start the lesson."

Throughout the lesson, Alya just sat back without burden, only occasionally listening to the material described Mr. Varo. Only occasionally, the others he was just busy looking around.

Until the lesson ended 'even Alya no work at all, as if Mr. Varo did not think it was there.

"My brother deluan kekantin huh?" alya's permission.

"Hm."

"Sir!"

"Hm."

"I want to go to the cafeteria, sir?"

Mr. Varo faced Alya with a flat face, while Alya snorted in annoyance.

"I've allowed you all that."

"When try? At most it's just 'hmmm hmmm, that's doang."

"Just like that, right?"

"Beda .. has been ah. This is the book, I went straight to the canteen, his stomach was rumbling from earlier," said Alya handed the book in his hand, without waiting for a long time, Alya immediately stepped on his feet but ....

"What else sir?!" alya asked in annoyance, now her hand was pulled by the husband.

"Can you buy me a latte coffee?" Alya raised her hand.

"What?"

"Money sir" said Alya.

"The calculation once became a wife" said Mr. Varo in a small tone.

"Not counting sir. Father as a husband should be the one who gives a living," said Alya with a voice no less small.

"This is it, go fast" he said, offering two red money bidders.

"Mostly Sir. Just buy coffee."

"Take the more. You said the husband should support the wife."

"Okay Sir. That's me first."

"Wait," said Mr. Varo, stopping Alya's footsteps.

"Don't snack carelessly," said Mr. Varo while smiling, because he saw Alya who was still silent stiff.

"Why? Something's wrong —."

"I'm sorry sir" said Alya and walked away from Mr. Varo.

"Awas kandung stone," said Mr. Varo can still be heard Alya. Just now Alya was happy, now made acute level annoyance.