Mateau

There's a handler

Alvin and Rina's wedding has been going on for about two weeks. Many events are beyond their control. Whether it's a funny debate or romantic things that happen without a plan.

Just like this afternoon. Rina herself is doing the job of Alvin. Make a clothing design that he thinks is unique and can be presented to the Lecturer and her husband.

Until this moment, the campus party no one knew about Alvin and Rina's marriage. In addition to maintaining the sanity of Rina from the attacks of the male fans. It also aims to both be more professional when in the campus area.

Lina sat alone at one of the library tables. Several times crossed out the book because it felt bad, until the woman felt frustrated.

"It has to be good. He could laugh out loud when he knew his wife's plan was ugly" Rina murmured softly.

Not long after Caca came. He did the same. Go to the library because of Alvin's assignment.

"Hey, not yet?" caca asked while patting Rina's right shoulder, until the woman was surprised. Caca pulled the chair beside Rina. Sitting there without the slightest guilt.

"Astagfirullah, Ca. If it comes say hello first. Don't pat people's shoulders!" reprimanding Rina gently while looking at Caca.

"sorry. I forget. Assalamualaikum." Caca admitted his mistake.

"Wa'alaikum salam. "

"Where? Haven't you?" Caca's right eye glanced towards the scrawled sheet of paper. Niente. There's no plan whatsoever. "Well, what, even the shape of a tangled ball?"

"Hus, don't just talk. This isn't just any tangled ball!" Lina closed the book. He himself was astonished. So far, he has not come up with the most innovative ideas. "I got a seven-dropped headache thinking what his plan was like."

Caca pulled out a book and some stationery. He agrees with Rina. If only, I would like to protest.

"If I think about it, your husband is willing to give you a job. If it's late, it's not acceptable." It's an expression of resentment for Alvin through Rina.

Lina pressed her lips a few centimeters forward. Also upset by teebawa-bawa. "No need to take me. He's a ngeselin!"

Caca chuckles amusedly. How not Alvin is known to his students as a lecturer who is very disciplined, especially by Rina who is his own wife status.

Caca looked around. Perhaps there is an evil eye watching both. Feeling safe, he began to whisper to Lina. "Na, you don't want to try the Consul to your own husband about this assignment?"

Rina's eyes were wide open. His brain doesn't think it's up there. Like, he had his own experts at home. Why not just ask directly? Really ... can't think far.

"Ah, yes, I forgot to have a handler at home" replied Rina origin.

Caca's hand held onto Rina's forehead. Not hot. This obviously invites curiosity Rina.

"Why are you, anyway?" ask Rina.

"I want to check. You are sick or not to call your own husband a handler," replied Caca.

"I'm healthy. Normal and sane. Understood?" Rina's upset.

Caca laughed again. They also began to do tasks together. Rina herself sent a message to Alvin as fast as lightning. Try your luck with the insider lines.

***

Ronald is coming. Watching Alvin from the entrance. The man was suspicious and curious. Lately the friend has changed a little.

Ronald stood next to Alvin and said, "Cie, Mr. Alvin, who's the same?"

Alvin shocked. He immediately protected his privacy space from the reach of others. This is something that needs to be hidden.

Alvin's reaction invites deep curiosity in Ronald's mind. He who wants to know anything about others feels the need to fight more persistent to get information.

"What's up, huh, Mr Ronal?" ask Alvin seriously.

Ronald glanced at the cellphone that was stored back on the table in an inverted position. There must be something there.

"No. Mr. Alvin now looks fresher. I often hold a cell phone. Got a girlfriend, huh?" ask Ronald without further ado.

Alvin doesn't like this question. He does not give much space for anyone to know how his personal life forms except those that need to be revealed to the surface.

"I think it's personal. Mr. Ronald Riska needs to know" replied Alvin.

"Sir Alvin is too tense. I just want to know. If you have a boyfriend and need advice. I'm ready to be the best advisor." With a high level of confidence, Ronald volunteered. Compared to Alvin. Of course he's more experienced.

"Thank you for the offer, sir. But, I am a person who does not like to be meddled in personal affairs. I can still handle myself."

Ronald persistent. He also offers story services if Alvin is upset. A little bit of a problem for Alvin. Because, Rina herself does not know clearly how her life.

"I'll tell you, yes, sir." Ronald began to give advice. I wish Alvin could take a little of what he said. "If you have that girl, it's best to be pampered. We must also be sensitive, do not cool like a refrigerator. Otherwise, people will take it."

Alvin bergeming's.

Ronald looked around. There is only him and Alvin is also a Lecturer who is already old. Safe. Ronald was getting closer. Go after Alvin's ear, then whisper, "If we are too indifferent or even do not understand him. The woman can find another. We can find a replacement, but sometimes love is blind. Do not look at. Like, there are a thousand girls who are beautiful like an angel would not want a lover of the heart."

Alvin's brain tried hard to digest the sentence given Ronald. Even though he refused the presence of Ronald, but his advice needs to be considered.

"It's good we know his past. Yes, he had a trauma or had a bad tragedy. Well, that could be a reference for us to avoid that," Ronald continued.

Not long after the three female lecturers came. Ronald quickly moves away from Alvin to avoid unwanted questions.

Alvin was still silently staring, then his hand stalling to pick up the phone and type a message to reply to the message sent by Rina.

All because of the suggestion given Ronald, to make the subconscious Alvin capture a fear. This moves Alvin's hand typing a message that is out of his control.

A second passed, he was still unconscious. But once the message was blue. Alvin was stunned. His pupils are enlarged. This is impossible.

From Rina

Mas Alvin, this morning did not eat the wrong breakfast, right? The feeling I gave you fried rice, not a weird menu. But, when Mas Alvin was this weird. I hope Mas Alvin is all right.