Hello, Lecturer Sir!

Chapter 17's

"I'd better work at Queen Bakery" said Bianca, enough to have been Arsen's pretend girlfriend when she was also the man's apartment house assistant.

Bianca steps out of the fierce apartment, but her steps are stopped because Arsen's hand is holding her arm. "Where are you going?" ask lecturer.

"You're back at Queen Bakery" Bianca replied indifferently.

"And thwart our charade?" ask Arsen again. "If you go back to work in Mama's bakery, the risk of our play is quickly revealed."

Right too, thought Bianca.

"You need money for the same cost of living, right? The cost issue will let me take care of it, the most important thing is that we do not get leaked, " explained Arsen. "Where?"

Bianca snorted rudely, there was no other choice but to agree to the man's words. "Okay," the final break.

Bianca walked into the living room then clucked. "I just found out that the lecturer who became a campus idol had a messy side" he said.

Nah, kan. Not anything, the wayward student had already made him rise in blood. "Household assistants who usually clean the holiday apartment back home. And lately I've been busy with the semester exam material, so I don't have time to clean up" explained Arsen, the man took off the suit and hung it on the hanger in the corner of the room.

"You clean all the rooms except the black door, never go in there, I want to continue the correction of the student quiz. If there's anything you can get to my office there," said Arsen inexplicably sounding cold in Bianca's ear.

After the fierce departure, he stared at the black-painted door that Arsen meant. Curiosity swirled in his heart, what was actually in there? He stepped closer to the room, his hand wanting to touch the doorknob. Then he paused as Arsen's cold face and voice flashed through his mind, the next second he shuddered in horror.

Ah, naw. He did not want to deal further with the fierce. It's better now that he'll clean Arsen's apartment and go home.

Bianca began collecting beer cans scattered and then throw them in the trash, not forgetting the pizza box that lay horribly he threw away. He began mopping the floor while humming.

Arsen who was focusing on the file on his desk smiled faintly at Bianca's slightly discordant voice. Funny, thought. Realizing what he had just thought, Arsen shook his head strongly. He again busied himself, trying to ignore his bengal student who lately entered his mind without permission.

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Bianca ruffled her waist followed by a satisfied smile on her lips, Arsen's middle room looked clean now. His feet stepped towards his lecturer's kitchen, his eyes blinked a few times then glared. It felt like he wanted to wave his hand towards the camera so not strong.

Okay this is a little bit more, but seeing the pile of dirty dishes and the right food box filling the kitchen table makes him wince in disgust. I don't know from when the dirty dishes were lodged there, but certainly the unpleasant smell pierced his nose.

Bianca opened the top cabinet, there full of instant noodles. He clucked, then opened the refrigerator. Full of ice water and a few cans of beer, he shook his head inexhaustibly. So while this is a single man's apartment, Karin just insists on matching Arsen. Maybe because the lecturer was not managed.

Bianca rolled up her shirt sleeves, then put on a black apron hanging next to the refrigerator. He began to clean the kitchen in silence. After fifteen minutes, he smiled. It was finally over, he thought.

Kruyuk!

Bianca's stomach unknowingly sounded, she was hungry. Half a day cleaning the man's apartment was quite draining of his energy. All he wants to cook food for the fierce, do not think of all kinds he just a little not bear with the man. Since returning from campus, Arsen has not eaten at all.

Bianca opened Arsen's upper cabinet, then clucked. There is no way he cooks instant noodles, engages fast food boxes at the kitchen table and the living room, his lecturer was definitely the last few days of life is not healthy.

Bianca walked into Arsen's study, she knocked on the door but there was no word at all, her eyebrows twitched in confusion. Slowly he turned the doorknob and opened it, where he saw the ferocious sleeping man with his head on the table. Even the glasses were still perched on the man's pointed nose.

Bianca stepped closer, she stood looking at Arsen straight. His hand slowly lifted off his lecturer's glasses and he put them on the table. He looked straight back at the man's sleeping face, the fierce and resolute look that the fierce one used to show now seemed softer. The sleeping version of Arsen looks more innocent and certainly handsome. Thick eyebrows and eyelashes in addition to a pointed nose like a slide, as well as a sturdy jaw add to the firmness of the man.

"Don't look at me like you want to eat me, Bi," Arsen said, opening his eyes. "Remove your saliva." He pointed at Bianca's chin with an annoying smile.

Bianca kept touching her chin to make sure the man spoke. Damn, his curse in the heart is so aware if he is bullied by the fierce. It had fallen down the stairs anyway, that was what Bianca felt now. Already caught watching Arsen, now the man also pranks on him.

Seeing the deceived Bianca, he was blown away. The shy face of that woman looked adorable. I don't know why flirting with women is fun.

"So, why are you here?" asked Arsen as soon as his laughter subsided.

"The whole room I've cleaned except for the room you banned, now I want to cook. But in the kitchen there's only instant noodles, I need groceries" Bianca said in one breath.

Arsen frowned, "Wait, you want to cook?" Bianca nodded.

"No need to cook, I'm not sure your cooking is safe. Better order or find food outside" continued Arsen.

Bianca glared in disbelief, "you mean I intend to poison you, is that it? Why also I ngeracunin you, lack of work. Instead of delivery order or eating out, mendingan cook yourself to save."

Arsen took a deep breath, he gave up. Arguing with Bianca will be endless. "Okay we're shopping for groceries. Wait, I change clothes first," said Arsen, he got out of the chair and stepped out of the room.

"Arsen," call Bianca with her arms crossed.

Arsen stopped, he looked back where the woman was. "What?"

"What Ms. Karin said was right" Bianca said.

Arsen raised next to his brows not understanding. "You mean?" beonyas.

"You need a wife to take care of you" Bianca replied.

Arsen narrowed his eyes, "why did you suddenly say that?"

"Yes, look at you who eat unhealthy instant food every day and the apartment is a mess, it indicates that you are not taking care of," Bianca said.

The corner of Arsen's lips lifted, "when did you care about me?"

Bianca. "Who cares about you?! I just agree with Ms. Karin's words," said the woman beaver.

"Oh, huh?" ask Arsen again. "I don't need a wife right now. There's you anyway."

The deg!

Bianca's heart suddenly rumbled. "What if there's me?"

"Yes, you're my maid now, Bi. So now you take care of me" Arsen answered without sin.

Shithead!

Bianca who heard that snorted bitterly, it felt like she wanted to throw her lecturer to the north pole so upset.