Jrat Love Pak Dosen

Chapter 3

"What is my fault with you, until you are with me?" cerca Shaila was annoyed, her eyes staring giddily at the sign that her anger could not be contained anymore.

"Nothing!" shaka replied short and clear.

"Now clean your clothes! That's the bathroom. In the bathroom there is a change of clothes that you can wear for a while, waiting for your clothes to dry," continued Arshaka while pointing at the bathroom door in his room.

Shaila walked while stomping her legs irritatedly towards the bathroom. However, he would not be able to fight the lecturer. There's always a way that the girl can't get along.

"Take a t-shirt in that little closet! Some were still wrapped in plastic I had never used," Arshaka shouted as the bathroom door was closed by Shaila.

In the bathroom there is a small cupboard attached to the wall as a place to store Arshaka clothes. Shaila opened it and found two clothes that were still wrapped in plastic. The color of the shirt is the same, it's just a different size.

Shaila picked up the small t-shirt, then put it on. Not fit is also not too big, loose and comfortable to wear. The girl then rubbed the shirt that had been spilled by avocado juice.

In the bathroom, there is a complete toiletry. Since there is no laundry soap, Shaila uses bath soap to remove the stains on her clothes. Finished rubbing and rinsing, he hung the shirt on the hanger behind the door.

"Quickly bit! You've been in the bathroom too long" Arshaka ordered impatiently, as soon as the bathroom door opened.

"Oh my God, I haven't been out of the bathroom yet. This father should not be ngadi-ngadi, to be a lecturer," cried Shaila with pursed lips because of annoyance.

Arshaka was still staring at the student until the girl sat on the sofa in the room. Seeing the lips of the student, the lecturer also intended to insult.

"Why are your lips? Ask kissed? Here, approaching! I will gladly straighten your lips" asked Arshaka with a flat face to hide her laughter.

Hearing the question from the lecturer, it was clear that Shaila was immediately vague. Shaila's voice turned out to be too melodious according to Arshaka, because the man smiled while staring at the girl's face intensely.

"Have you? If you're working on this soon! You put this value in the student value table." Arshaka handed over a stack of paper from the dayli test of the students at this campus as well as his laptop.

"Remember look at the mother no! Do not let their values be exchanged! Later you work twice," said Arshaka reminded that his protege was not careless.

"Ready, Sir! Guaranteed to be done anyway," promised the student.

Shaila takes the task that Arshaka gives her seriously. The man was busy working on his thesis. He is currently studying for a master of accounting.

They both look good with their own activities. Until finally the voice of Ashar reverberated, Arshaka stopped his work. The man stretched his muscles, which felt stiff from hours of facing the book.

"Save and turn off the laptop. Time for worship, rest first" said Shaka as he rose from the chair he occupied.

The man walked closer to Shaila who was still cool to enter the value. The girl was too focused on her work so she did not hear the lecturer's call to rest. He continued the work until it was finished.

"You're a Muslim, aren't you? Let's pray first, then continue the work," asked Arshaka who suddenly stood next to Shaila.

Shaila was surprised because there was suddenly a voice beside her. The girl immediately stood up so surprised. Accidentally his head hit Shaka's chin.

"Awww.. sshhh... Can you not be careless?" arshaka screams withstanding the pain on her chin. The man's hand rubbed the affected part.

"Sorry, Sir. I was not intentionally," said Shaila while rubbing the chin that looks flushed.

Arshaka rushes her body to the sofa and is followed by Shaila. The girl still rubbed the lecturer's chin while occasionally blowing it to reduce the pain (that's what Shaila means). The young lecturer took advantage of the opportunity to stare at Shaila's face intensely.

Shaila finally realized what she was doing. He lowered his hand and misbehaved. Unlike the student, Arshaka smiled happily.

"Have you? Now let's report to the mushola. Later on, it will be connected again" whispered Arshaka right behind Shaila's ear.

Shaila who still looked embarrassed, just lowered her head without moving much. Seeing that, Arshaka took the initiative to slowly pull Shaila's hand. The man took the woman to the campus mosque.

Fifteen minutes later they returned to Arshaka's room. The young lecturer began packing the file he had used. So did Shaila, she cleaned up the files about ya still related nik

"Come, I'll take you! The work if thought is endless," said the lecturer.

Shaila forgot about the clothes hanging in the bathroom. He just remembered coming home soon to do the homework. The girl immediately breezed away without waiting for the lecturer.

"Wait, Shai! You came home I delivered, thank you for your help today. Don't forget to come here again tomorrow!" oceh Arshaka while accelerating her footsteps approached.