Hello, Lecturer Sir!

Chapter 2's

Silent. Only the sweet sound of Ed Sheeran flowing from the tape and the sound of rain that filled the car. Bianca stared out at the windshield, it was raining very hard that afternoon. He let out a long breath, the rain reminding himself of his bitter past memories.

Suddenly his eyes glazed over, he tried to hold back a circle of tears that were ready to fall down his cheeks. Bianca did not want to look weak in the presence of Arsen. After all, he shouldn't have remembered the bitter memories that he didn't deserve to remember anymore.

"Kh...." The sound of a man standing next to her, Bianca diverts her attention from the car's glass towards Arsen.

"Why, Sir?" bianca asked with confused brows.

"Macet," Arsen replied briefly without looking at the bengal student.

Bianca looked forward, and sure enough they were stuck in traffic. Aish, living in the capital must not be separated by the name of the traffic jam. But the thing is, he's very hungry now. Last morning, he was absent from breakfast because he did not want to be exposed to the spray of the devil, who else is not Arsen. But still, today he remains exposed to the mouth spray of the fierce lecturer's chili.

"Bianca." That stern voice resuscitated him from the daydream. Hearing Arsen call out to him, somehow the feathers on his back stood up. The man's aura and voice always showed a negative signal.

Bianca turned to her right side, where Arsen was. The man looked at her with piercing glare of sharp eyes, and it managed to make both of his hands cold. His unpleasant feelings are becoming more and more.

"Which side am I on? Until you call me Galak" asked Arsen with narrowed eyes.

*mpus. Bianca has to answer what? It's thought Arsen didn't hear or time the bodo with his chat with Agam two hours ago. In fact, the man asked him. If he knew it would be this way, he should have refused to go home with Arsen.

"Why silence?" Arsen tilted his body, making the man able to stare at Bianca completely.

Bianca bit her lower lip, she looked riled up. Bianca was confused as to what to answer, her brain suddenly blanked. Like a simalakama fruit, if he answers honestly he can not guarantee a safe return home. It's possible that the killer lecturer will throw it into the swamp. If he lied, surely the killer lecturer would find him. All wrong.

Kruyuk.

Both corners of Arsen's lips twitched, the man held back his laughter. The glare of his sharp eagle eyes turned into an amused highlight. While Bianca, grunted annoyedly. On the other hand Bianca was happy because of the sound of her stomach, she was free from Arsen's question. But on the other hand he was ashamed half-dead, it felt like he wanted to bury himself alive. His face was hot, enduring the embarrassment.

"If you want to laugh do not need to be held," said Bianca a little upset. His eyes widened when he heard the sound of laughter blaring Arsen. He who initially threw away his face, now looked at his lecturer was in disbelief. The man was really laughing, it felt like he wanted to throw his sneakers at Arsen's head.

But the next second, Bianca was stunned. His eyes looked at Arsen's handsome face, only this time Bianca saw the man laughing. Because every class of Arsen's face is always stiff.

His lecturer's eyes narrowed along with the laughter that sounded from the man's thin lips. Do not forget the two dimples that were not visible, now appear to decorate both cheeks Arsen. It adds to the sweetness of an Arsen Megantara. The lecturer also had lentic eyelashes and a nose that was pointed like a slide, and it succeeded in making Bianca envious.

"Shut your mouth, I'm afraid a fly is coming in" Arsen said after stopping his laughter. The man refocused on the steering wheel, because the road was not jammed like before. "I know I'm handsome, but don't look at me like that."

Teryduck.

Bianca wanted to say harshly, but only up to the throat. He chose to throw his face, staring out the car glass.

"Where is your house?"

While at a crossroad, Arsen turned his car to the right of the road. Bianca kept turning towards the man, "cock turn right, sir? It should turn to the left."

Arsen was silent, not responding to the question that the wayward student was making. Realizing that the lecturer ignored him, Bianca clucked. It takes a lot of patience when talking to his fierce lecturer.

Arsen's black range rover stopped at a roadside soto shop. The man took off his seat belt and looked at Bianca who was still still in place. "Come, down. We eat first" he ordered.

"Sir, but—"

"I don't want to starve a dead child, what else are you a boarding child," Arsen said firmly, pointing out if the man's words did not want to be denied.

Bianca let out a long sigh, there was no other choice but to obey the fierce lecturer. He removed his seat belt, but nil. Bianca couldn't take off that seat belt, it seemed to be stuck. Looking at his student who had difficulty removing the seat belt, Arsen advanced his body. He took the initiative to help Bianca, however....

Plakk.

"Why did you slap me?" asked Arsen with a rising intonation.

Bianca glared, the woman gazing towards Arsen alertly. "Father why close - close to me? Don't be the same as me, sir. I am the champion of silat in the village," reply Bianca also raised the intonation of his voice.

Arsen looked at the cynical Bianca. "I just want to help you remove the seat belt. You don't geer, you're not my type."

For the second time, Bianca was embarrassed. Her cheeks heated up, the woman cleared her throat trying to neutralize the embarrassment and nervousness that was ambushing her. Arsen approached again, slowly trying to remove the seat belt Bianca.

"Already," said Arsen, the man back away from his body and out of the car left Bianca sculpting.

Realizing that Arsen left her, Bianca immediately went down following the man. He did not expect if his lecturer invited him to eat on the roadside, considering Arsen can be said to be rich in seven derivatives. Bianca was not exactly aware of the rumors, her friends who included Arsen fans said the man was very rich.

"When did you stand there? Come on, come in," Arsen's orders are indisputable. Bianca followed the man into the soto shop.

While waiting for orders, both are busy with their respective phones. Until Arsen's voice broke the silence.

"Distance cost you the same campus far away, why not find a close one?"

Bianca, who had been focusing on her phone in her right hand, now turned to look at Arsen. The woman took a long breath. "If near expensive, sir. I have to save because I am here. Besides, the food here is also expensive differently in my village." Arsen mangosteen - mangosteen.

Drrt....

Bianca turned on her phone, as soon as she saw the caller ID that was plastered on the phone screen. His forehead creased faintly, he looked at Arsen asking for permission to pick up the phone. After the man agreed, Bianca got up from her seat and walked away.

Arsen stared at his student's departure. Not for ten minutes, Bianca's back. But something made Arsen wonder, why did the student look somber? Who called Bianca to make her face crumpled?