FRIEND OR HUSBAND

Question

"What's wrong? What does it mean, to rule me at will." Asyafa blabbed resentfully in his bath.

"Yes good, stay put." Lecturer Rayhan said, smiling obliquely.

"Ashafa, I'm ahead! Don't forget, I'm waiting in a normal place! Bass camp kids." Pamit Alya as she passed.

"Okay, sip !" Ashafa held out both thumbs of his hand.

So did the other students and students, scattering away from the class, noisy while whispering, gossiping Asyafa and the handsome Lecturer.

Finally, stay the two of them. They were silent, no one started talking. After 10 minutes, Ashafa finally opened his voice.

"Eemm...., what's the matter, sir? I can't go to be told to sit in place, and I'm kept on gini?" Ask Asyafa ketus.

Slowly the Lecturer stood up, walking towards Ashafa. Instantly Ashafa gasped, budging and their eyes rolled against each other. Just staring at each other for a second, and Ashafa daydreamed.

"Why? Stunned! Just seen a handsome guy? Amazed, huh... ?" The lecturer teased and smiled the devil.

"Aish. pede once this father." Gerrutu Ashafa's.

"Keep, why is that your mouth gawking? Will the flies come in? Or do I want to shut up with my mouth? He. he. he.." Ledek Lecturer Rayhan, chuckling.

"Well... Why are you so perverted?"

"Aish.rese this very Father!" Gerrutu Ashafa was upset.

"If only he wasn't a Lecturer, I'd chopped his mouth with a rag." Bathin Ashafa's.

"You didn't answer my question?" Rayhan said, folding both hands and crossing in front of the chest. He sat down casually across the Asyafa, then he smiled grinning.

"Questions? Which one is sir? " Tanya Ashafa, while scratching her non-itchy nape.

"I don't understand." Say again.

"Basic, you are! Oh, forget it!." Rayhan said, shaking his hand, in front of Ashafa.

BRAAK..... !

The classroom door was wide open, just as they both glanced towards the sound of the sound. Then stand up, and see what happens.

"Waaah.., should we be caught this way, how? Loe is pushing so get caught." Kids, blame each other.

"What's this about? Why aren't you guys home yet?" Lecturer Rayhan asked, asking for an explanation and then crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"Anuu.. Sir! Sorry sir, we'll excuse you!." The students were embarrassed to be caught off guard, holding their hands together to apologize.

"Yes, you guys are home! If there is no interest." The lecturer ruled.

"Well Sir!." Answer the students, leaving the class.

"Ashefa Dorman!" Call the Lecturer.

"Yes, Sir!." Sontak Ashafa gasped, called his name by the full Lecturer sucks according to him.

"Come, you're coming to my room."

Then the Lecturer tidied up the books and files that were on the table. Neat and clean, because the Lecturer always keeps clean everywhere.

Asyafa simply fell silent, not moving from his original place.

"Hey.you! Just shut up there. When do you want to stand there? Quickly clean your book. Am I the one who has to clean up, huh.. ? Ask Lecturer Rayhan to reign a little.

"Yes, Sir! I'll sort it out, wait a minute." He said as he walked to his desk, tidying his book in his sling bag. Then walk after the Lecturer.

"If you may know! What do you want, sir, to come to your room?" Ask Ashafa hesitated.

"Follow it! Don't ask too many questions." Answer the lecturer was cranky.

"Aish.., shitty!" Gerutu Ashafa, raising his hands in the air, clenched his head towards the Lecturer.

Unexpectedly, the Lecturer turned his body. Having found Ashafa's hand clenched in the air, Ashafa was misbehaved. Smiling sweetly without sin.

"Why you? Just-there's!." Lecturer Rayhan asked, shaking his head and turning around, returning quickly.

"People are being asked, but they are back! You weird lecturer." Ashafa murmured softly, which was heard by Lecturer Rayhan. But he just smiled thinly.

Arriving, in the room of Lecturer Rayhan. " Please sit down, on that couch!." Lecturer Rayhan's orders, while his index finger pointed to the direction the sofa was.

"Good, Sir!." Asyafa answered briefly, walking towards the sofa. Go straight to his ass and sit there sweet.

"T. No sir! Thank you." Thank you." Answer Ashafa clumsy.

"You sure? You haven't had lunch, it's one o'clock." Lecturer Rayhan glanced at the watch he was wearing.

"If I am hungry and thirsty." Rayhan said.

"Related Sir!." Asyafa replied, pursing his lips, glancing at the Lecturer as if he were annoyed. Unexpectedly, her stomach was sounding loudly." Kruuuk..." He endured the shame, but competed indifferently.

"Well.haha... " Lecturer Rayhan laughed.

"Aiish! Why laugh?" Ask Ashafa astonished.

"Remain doubtful." Mouth says no, but your stomach says something else! I will buy you food and drinks. What do you want to eat?" Ask the lecturer again.

"As for you." Answer Asyafa briefly.

"Kok, whatever? Aren't you the one who wants to eat? Where do I know, the food you like and the food you don't like." Said the Lecturer staring in wonder and bewilderment.

"Take the field, sir, use rendang." Pinta Ashafa clumsy.

"Drinking warm water is enough and thank you." Say Asyafa, shaking her feet on the floor, and her fingers twisting the tips of the clothes she was wearing.

"Okay, I ordered 'well first!." Lecturer Rayhan said, taking the phone out of his pocket.

Finally the Lecturer, ordered rice padang with two rendang, online. Then the Lecturer walked to the side, took two glasses and filled them with warm water, brought them towards the girl and thrust the glass into her hand.

"Take it! Poor you're thirsty, aren't you?" Ask the lecturer, smiling.

Then Ashafa, taking the water, continued to drink it doubtfully!

Seeing the girl hesitant to drink the water, Lecturer Rayhan said.

"Why? Afraid of the water I'm all that, huh.. !" Ask the lecturer was cranky.

"What the hell Sir!! Well, that's not sir! This father suhujon is just like me." Finally the girl, finished her drink without rest.

"Wuaaah... leaked yah! It's up." The lecturer grinned.

"That's really good, Miss?"

"Aiish..it's all wrong Mr. Lecturer! Drink it by the way, not drunk suspected! Oh, Mr. Lecturer is weird." Gerrutu Ashafa's.

"What's Miss?" Ask Lecturer Rayhan.

"Hi. hi. hi. hi. there is no sir." Saying Asyafa clumsily, chuckling.

"Alright, while waiting for the rice Padangnya come, I want to ask you. How many times have you met me today?" Ask Lecturer Rayhan.

"Two times sir!." Answer Asyafa briefly.

"When?" Ask again.

"The bag was bagged, and it's been classed until now." The answer is short but somewhat doubtful.

"Three times you met me, today three times." Rayhan.

"meaning?" Ask Ashafa confused.

"The first one was this morning, when you were walking in a hurry and bumped into me. My book falls down, and you are loitering without sin. Just leave." Said Rayhan with a sour face.

"Sorry Sir! I was in a hurry this morning, because it was too late to enter the lecturer killer!." Pause Ashafa defend himself.

"So I've run out of time, so I don't see you.. ! Sorry sir!." Sesal Ashafa's.

"But next time, it can't be like that! At least you paused and apologized, just left." Omel Lecturer Rayhan.

"Well Sir!!" Ashafa nodded his head, folding his hands together and apologizing.

"Ashefa Dorman! Are you, son of Mr Bernad Dorman?" The lecturer asked, by researching.

Deeg.... !

Asyafa's heart was pounding.

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