Marry My Lecture's

Marry My Lecture's
chapter 12



When I was determined not to call first. This is the father of his favorite lecturer Amel so call me first. The first one I didn't pick up so he thought I was sleeping. And he kept sending messages.


And damn, I read. Next he called again.


"Night sir."


"What are you doing?"


"I mean sir?"


"Why haven't you slept at half-12?"


Think about your duties! Think of your father's ring!


Think of your marriage plan with Dad!


Think of my life after my marriage!


Think of a way to get Ardian!


"Not yet to be."


I know Mr. Iqbaal is grieving and I'm horrifying it. Not polite! Thankfully it was old.


"What are you talking about?"


"Now, by phone, sir?"


"Do I have to go to your house at this hour?"


Crazy huh! Yes, it's not. I do not want to be considered lakain macem-macem and in grebek the same citizens.


"Tomorrow."


"I'm full tomorrow."


"Is the building real?"


"Udah is taken care of by Audy's sister."


I just nagged. Audy's sister, Airin's mother, is very beautiful and kind and friendly. Don't know why it's so bad.


"Don't forget the job."


Goddamnit!


I still keep typing with the phone on the pillow in a loudspeaker state.


"This is also a move sir."


"I think you'll stay asleep."


"What?"


"Task it."


I laughed softly. His intention would be to ask the lecturer father again to do this hour, but I think he must be ngadepin laptop.


"I'll call you back later. Don't sleep yet." Goddamnit!


The call was cut off and I could only grieve. Prestigious yes, lur, if you call first.


(Steffi: which)


(Steffi: Dildo)


(Steffi: )


(Lukman: how come this hour hasn't slept?)


(Steffi: ngerjain task😴)


(Luke: o)


(Steffi: anjir and doang. Watch out for marriage!)


(Lukman: anti I married you. Destroy my descendants!)


(Steffi: I'm also sharp, lur)


(Lukman: yodah yuk)


Just wanted bales. The teacher called again. I waited until the 2nd note was lifted. Let's not wait for him.


"Why sir?"


"It's important to know?"


"Prophe yawlah has a candidate for Amel's pet."


I was just kissing.


"What amel keep?"


"Dog."


Keep him angry


Today's plan I will meet Mr. Iqbaal for work. All my apologies, although I intend pure do not want to name Mr. Iqbaal as Amel's dog, but I know it is not very polite.


"Sayanggg" Call Lukman.


"What lu,ntan? Mama said you already have a future wife so I can not take lo marriage, lur."


"To sea him."


"Decided?"


"Jeez your mouth, steff. The real do'a. Risa is playing into the sea."


I just nagged. How do I know if she's a girl on the beach. But it seems good to make refreshing from Iqbaal sir.


"Where are you going? Lots of tasks."


"I'm afraid I asked for more value."


"meaning?"


"Gue think, my value is threatened so D if I don't go there now. First yes, that."


He just nodding while nyomot fries me earlier, emang no capital!


"Lo why the rush, Stef?" Call Amel.


"Hi mel, Hel."


Helmi is Amel's girlfriend, the person is too late so if I again want to unplug Amel as much as possible can not be found Helmi, so I want to unknowingly, And what I fear is over time the Helmi so similar to Mr. Iqbaal. Horrified right? I'm suffering enough, Amel don't. Is it me?


"Ngumpulin additional duty nih, Mel."


"Whose job?"


"Dhiafakhri's honorable brother Iqbaal."


"Oh, 'mama's friend' huh?"


I think I want to nyekik Amel if my hand again not full of the same results print out the task. Earlier in the day, before Mr. Iqbaal was really angry, he said.


("Photocopies of your tasks 4 times.ah 5 times.").


He continued to be angry until he met in the corridor this morning I did not look at it at all.


"Excuse me sir."


"What?"


So ketus!


"It's my job sir. 5 photocopies."


He still doesn't care and chooses to play tape.


Yaudah, I just want to say sorry.


"Sir"


"You don't bother me a day, can you?"


"I just wanted to apologize for last night."


"As I recall, I didn't call


my student last night."


I'm on them and let him check on my duties.


"A type of interaction develops as 'fuck' continues to increase?"


And be damned, my lentic hand. Why are you picking that?


After the incident this morning, I am quite aware that my life will not be as easy as it used to be - if it can not be said to be easy when I was involved in problems with Mr. Iqbaal for the first time


Not that I mean bragging, I include people who do not neko-neko about college. When Mama said I rarely do tasks, the fact is there are things she does not have to know about my efforts to succeed.


"What else is it? That's a blister face." Ask Amel.


"My job was rejected, sir Iqbaal."


"Have you ever been, right?"


"But it used to be.it's different now."


"Nge-mal is yok? You need refreshing!"


"My head is dizzy Amel!"


There are so many things I think about right now. My skills that I have to submit next week to the guidance lecturer who is at a level of 2 levels below the Iqbaal pack, Iqbaal,


fortunately, and do not forget 2 more days sir Iqbaal came to my house with his family.


Dizziness!


"You want chocolate, stef? Amel likes to drink chocolate


warm to dizziness." Helmi.


"Where do you believe me?! He's dizzy, he'd rather eat people than drink chocolate, Hel!"


"So, too, clean." Answer Helmi.


"Darling!!"


"Udah ah! You guys make me dizzy!"


I went from the cafeteria still with double duty 5 which I had to take home again after being rejected sir Iqbaal.


"Damn it!" Umbrella me.


"Beautiful girl if you say pretty, huh?" Rayhan.


"What lo cardboard!"


"This is what I helped bring."


"Ngga. Move,Han. I'm in a hurry."


That playboy village is still just blocking my way without caring for people who are angry because it makes the road jammed.


"Stefhanie?"


"Yes?.pak Iqbaal?"


"That's what I'm asking you to do with me?"


Ha's? I don't understand that the lecturer said anything! She's she? Asking help?


"Let's get it to my car."


"Let me take it, sir. When girls are told to bring ginian?" Rayhan.


"Your business? Steffi's offering himself."


"Aah?"


Mr. Iqbaal paved the way for me to his parked car quite far away.


"Lake in." Said sir Iqbaal.


My duty paper he took and put in the back.


Get to the wheel and we're out of campus.


"You're empty, right?"


"It."


"To my apartment, fix your duties."


Hells!