Hello, Lecturer Sir!
Chapter 33
Bianca yawned, she glanced at the clock on the bedside nightstand. The clock still shows at seven, he still had time to make breakfast this morning. Bianca looked around, the guest room in the man's apartment was very messy. Some of his task papers were scattered on the table, some on the floor. Yeah, he's had a week's stay at the fierce apartment.
Arsen, the man was going out of town to help Zafran take care of a new resort in Bali that was in trouble. Arsen asked himself to guard the apartment until the man came home.
Since returning from Surabaya a few days ago, Bianca has not met with Arsen. He had not even talked to each other, except for a short message the man sent to keep the apartment. Honestly Bianca felt guilty with Arsen, because it was carried away by emotions when forbidding the man to take care of her. He did not even thank Arsen even though the man had accompanied and taken care of him while in Surabaya.
Bianca let out a long sigh, she snatched the phone on the nightstand. His thumb scrolled looking for Arsen's contacts, as soon as he found them he looked at the smiling profile picture of the man. Unconsciously the corner of his lips was interested, the next second he shook his head then patted both cheeks hard.
“Stop, Bi!” Why did he think of the demon Arsen, he quickly moved away from the single bed. He has to take a shower now, so that his brain is clear from the reach of the Arsenic virus.
***
This morning the class was filled by Fara, one of the young lecturers in the faculty of economics and business, Bianca who is usually very focused on courses owned by Fara, now her mind is bailing. I don't know why he couldn't concentrate until the class was over. Abel who saw the strange gurgle of his best friend frowned in wonder, these past few days Bianca looked lethargic and dazed.
“Bi, lo why, anyway? Lately you are very chaotic,” asked Abel, he sipped the tea lemon. The two are currently sitting sweetly in the canteen of the economics faculty as usual.
Bianca shook her head, and she didn't know why either. “Gue don't know.”
“What's because your nyokap still hurts?” abel asked, again Bianca shook her head. His mother's condition has improved, two days ago he called Bu Dya asking about the condition of Dewi.
“What's because Mr Arsen was absent a week?” abel asked with narrowed eyes, then a seductive smile rose on his lips. “Lo kangen same Mr Arsen, yes?”
Her heart melted, there was no way she could miss Arsen. Bianca nodded quickly. “No, why also I have to miss the fierce lecturer like him,” his good looks and then throw a reluctant face to look at his best friend.
Abel laughed, whoever saw Bianca must have known that she was lying. His best friend was very transparent, very easy to guess. He folded his arms around his chest and leaned his face towards Bianca and whispered softly. “Lo start to like the fierce one, ‘kan?”
Bianca nodded, her head turned towards Abel. “Ngak. What the hell lo, Bel. Until whenever I will not like the same fierce.”
The bad mood this time felt many times worse because of the strange question of his best friend, where maybe he likes a fierce man like Arsen. After all, regardless of which side he and Arsen will never get along.
“Gue unplug first,” said Bianca then moved out of the canteen of the faculty of economics at a rapid pace.
“Until when do you lie down your own feelings, Bi,” Abel said slowly. His eyes could not be seen Bianca leaving the canteen, his smile expanding. Just look, until when his best friend continues to evade his own feelings.
Bianca walks out of the campus, but her steps come to a halt when she hears someone call. He turned around, finding himself a beautiful woman in a fashionable suit. Fara stepped up to her gracefully, not forgetting the gentle smile imprinted on her lips.
“Bianca,” call Fara.
“Iya, Ma'am,” replied Bianca, her eyes shining in confusion as the beautiful woman thrust out a paper bag. “What's this, Mom?”
As if understanding the alibi that the fierce one made, Bianca nodded. “Iya, my distant brother Mr. Arsen.”
Fara smiled happily, her cheeks blushing. “This is a parcel for Arsen, I leave it to you please love this parcel for Arsen.”
Bianca raised her eyebrows unabashedly receiving a parcel given by Fara. “Iya, later I give it to Mr. Arsen.”
“Still, yes, Bi,” said Fara while patting her shoulder slowly.
Bianca nodded stiffly. “Iya, Mom. If so, excuse me.” He turned away, but only a few steps he stopped when Fara blocked his hand.
“Bi, I can ask you again.”
Bianca grunts. What's more now, his mind is cobbled. If Fara is not his lecturer, he must have sworn the woman was so upset. He tried to be polite. “Please what else, yes, Bu?”
Fara clasped Bianca's free left hand, her cheeks blushing. “Because you are Arsen's distant brother, can you help me get close to Arsen?”
Bianca gawked so badly, somehow her chest felt pain like there was a godam landing right there. He stared at the woman in front of him who was looking at him expectantly.
“You want to help me, ‘kan?” fara Urge.
***
Bianca entered the access code of the Arsen apartment, then went inside. He placed a parcel from Fara on the table, then dropped his body on the soft sofa. Bianca let out a long sigh, she stared at the ceiling of the living room. His right hand raised to touch his left chest that had felt pain, what happened to his heart? Does he have heart disease?
Bianca ran her gaze towards the parcel that a few minutes ago Fara handed over, she stared exasperatedly at the parcel on the table. It felt like Bianca was eager to throw away the paper bag. Remembering Fara asking her for help to become a matchmaker made her even more annoyed. If you want to get close to Arsen why you should ask him for help. Basic troublesome, his mind is cobbled. And foolishly he obeyed Fara's words. Thinking about it again made his chest ache.
Amidst her annoyance Bianca was startled by the sound of Arsen's apartment bell, her forehead shriveled. Who comes in the afternoon like this? There's no way Arsen, the guy's going home Thursday. Bianca got up from the sofa, she walked towards the main door.
Bianca opened the apartment door doubtfully, widening her eyes as soon as the door opened. In front of him was a man who had last week filled his head.
"Arsen" muttered Bianca. He stared fixedly at Arsen who stood towering in front, the man's body looking weak. The cruel face that Arsen used to show now looked pale.
"Bye...."
Bruk!
Arsen's huge body overrides Bianca's tiny body. The woman panicked, she shook Arsen's body. But there was no confirmation, the man fainted.
"Arsen" call Bianca again. The fear of worry plunged him into one.
