Hello, Lecturer Sir!

Chapter 5's

Bianca stretched her hand, the paper was still half-work. Suddenly hungry, Bianca grabbed a baby blue wallet not far from her. There are only three hundred thousand leaves, but it is still the middle of the month. He let out a long sigh, his money was running low and his stock of instant noodles was running out. Not to mention, he had to send money to his mother. Bianca threw her body into a chair, her head looking up at the ceiling of the room.

For a long time Bianca wanted to apply for a scholarship, but the value of her achievement index was always far from good. How hard he tried, it felt he was wrong majored. As a result Bianca keteteran pay tuition and treatment of her mother. Bianca threw out her rough breath, she should be how now.

Bianca glanced at the calendar that was on her study table. The next second, his smile expanded. Tomorrow is Sunday, which means he can't go to college. Bianca straightened her seat, she grabbed a flat object lying nearby. Bianca dancing hands - nari on top of the phone screen keypad.

Mr. Galak: Sir, tomorrow is Sunday. The papers I collected Monday, yes, sir.

Done it. Starting next week Bianca will be looking for a side job. He got up from his chair and took the jacket in his closet. Bianca needs to go to the mini market to buy some instant noodles, her stomach from the demo asked to be filled. All looking for wind in the city park, considering that the alley is close to the city park.

"Where are you going, Bi?" tanya Rian, Bianca's boarding neighbor.

"You're looking for a good wind, Bang. Just look for instant noodles," replied Bianca with a faint smile.

Rian reached into the pocket of his pants, then handed the key to Bianca. "It's my bike."

Bianca shook her head, she was not good with Rian. The man helped her several times. Rian is like his own brother. "No need, Bang. Just to the same mini market as the city park. All sports," reject Bianca smooth.

Rian mangosteen - mangosteen. "Well, be careful, yes. If there is any chat I just," he said.

"Ready, Boss," Bianca replied. Rian stroked the top of the woman's head in anxiety.

Bianca walked down the alley of her fairly lonely indecos. He hardened the volume of the headset he was wearing, occasionally his lips humming softly following the beautiful song in his ears. Up in front of the alley, Bianca turned to the right where her mini market was from there.

Bianca skirted a shelf filled with instant noodles. After putting it in his shopping cart, he immediately approached the cashier table. Bianca took a hundred thousand note from her wallet and handed it to the cashier's guard.

"Thank you, Ma'am," said Bianca. His right hand holds a scraping bag, while his left hand he uses to tighten his jacket. Because the night air was so cold.

Bianca crossed the street towards the city park. He circled his gaze looking for a seat, instead of finding an empty garden chair, Bianca's eyes caught two people standing not far from her. Agam and Marsha. Marsha was one of his best friends on campus besides Abel. Bianca also told Marsha and Abel about her love for Agam, and her two best friends supported her.

But look now, Marsha stabbed him in the back. Disappointed? Yes, Bianca was very disappointed with her best friend. While he was staring at Marsha and Agam, the familiar baritone voice in his ear interrupted his activities.

"Bianca?"

Bianca turned her head towards the source of the sound. He grumbled, not only on campus now outside the campus he had to meet with the Galak.

Arsen followed Bianca's line of sight, a faint twitch rising on her forehead. He could see the man who was with Bianca this afternoon with the woman. "That's not your boyfriend?"

Bianca snorted then shook her head slowly. "That's not my boyfriend, sir."

"Why are you sad?" tanya Arsen while looking at Bianca's sweet face.

Bianca stared softly at the scene in front of her. "I've betrayed my best friend, sir. My best friend is close to me."

"Maybe don't trust people too much, even if it's your best friend." Bianca was silent, not debating her fierce lecturer. Because he realized, what he said was right. He believes too much in his best friend, and hopes too much with Agam.

"I'm stupid, huh, sir?" mumble Bianca quietly.

"Well, that's you realize" Arsen replied with a sinless face.

Asem. Bianca glanced at Arsen with an annoyed look.

Bianca was stunned when Arsen pulled her away, trying to rebel. But Arsen's hand was very strong. "Where are you taking me?"

Arsen was silent, not responding to a question from Bianca. He asked her to sit in one of the garden chairs. "If you don't like seeing them both, better go."

"Have you ever felt a broken heart?" ask Bianca curiously.

Arsen continued to turn his attention towards Bianca who was also staring at him. Of course he was heartbroken. His eyes glared far away as Seina left him for pursuing her dream of becoming a famous pianist. Arsen could not help the woman leaving, he let Seina go even though her heart was very sick.

As Arsen was about to open his voice, his mouth tightened to form a thin line upon hearing Bianca's slow muttering.

"Oh yes, Mr. Arsen has never been close to women" muttered Bianca quietly. "Don't don't Mr. Arsen gay."

Real nice. One day, two people said they were gay. It was her mother's afternoon, now her wayward student. Arsen's right hand stretched out to the head of his student slowly.

The plot!

"Sick, sir," whispered Bianca. His hand stroked the top of Arsen's former head. "Father of KKM," delicacy.

Arsen frowned not understanding, "KM?"

Bianca is still grimacing. "Hardness To Students."

Arsen rolled his eyes puffed. "I'm just cleaning up your polluted brain. I'm still normal." The next second the grin rose on Arsen's thin lips. "Do you need proof that I'm not gay?" Arsen brought his body and face closer to Bianca with his demonic grin.

Bianca's eyes widened, her left hand tightly grasping the scraped sac. The more Arsen approached, the more he distanced his body from the man. "What do you want to do? Don't fuck around, sir."

"I just want to prove you wrong." Arsenic is eroding the distance between the two.

Lothawat! Standby three!!

Bianca stared at the horror towards Arsen. As the distance neared, he pushed hard on Arsen's shoulders until the man fell down on the grass. "I'm sorry, sir," he said feeling guilty.

Arsen grimaced in pain, he stared furiously at Bianca. "Help me up" he said. It felt like his waist was crumbling. "My waist hurts because of you."

Not Bianca's fault, it's her own lecturer's fault. Who told him to be close - close to him. Bianca gave a small laugh, her eyes showing amused look. "It turns out age can not be lied to, sir," he said.

"What's? You said I'm old?!" tanya Arsen did not accept.

Bianca pressed her shoulders. "I'm not saying you're old" he said. Bianca helps Arsen sit back towards the chair. The man was still holding his waist while grimacing in pain.

Both were silent for quite a while. Arsen and Bianca are busy with their own thoughts. On the sidelines of his mind, Bianca just remembered something, she looked at her lecturer. "Sir. Tomorrow is Sunday" he said breaking the silence.

Arsen raised his eyebrows. "Certain why? You want to ask me out?"

Oh, my god. Bianca just found out if the lecturer was very narcissistic. Behind the stiff face of an Arsen Megantara, who would have thought if the man had maximum narcissistic nature.

"I'll collect the papers tomorrow Monday, yes, sir? The campus is closed on Sundays" Bianca continued.

"If I say tomorrow, it means tomorrow you must collect." Arsen looked at his student with a sharp look. "Later to send the address on WhatsApp."

Bianca's body is suffocating. Coming home from the park, he had to be late. Hopefully, Arsen won't hold it tomorrow. Bianca wants to find a part time job.

"Yes, sir," replied Bianca.

"Don't let go, if my catfish does not hesitate to give additional punishment," threatened Arsen.

Bianca clucked. What a sin he has is a shitty lecturer like Arsen.