Mr. Mas Lecturer R
chapter two
In the atmosphere of the hot afternoon again, a girl was riding her motorcycle recklessly. chase time, today she was late matkul. Crossing the puddle of water that is in the road hole. Almost hit a red light.
Unfortunately, the god natuna was not on his side. Motor beatnya accidentally grazed black car Pajero sport. Instead of stopping, he continued to drive irresponsibly.
"Damn!"
"JEONG!" surprised, "doesn't the car cintil me anyway?!" grunts. It even speeds up the speed of the motor. The car did not want to lose, stepped on the gas deeply. Until it almost caught up with the girl who hit her car just now. "Oh Allah. I did not intentionally suer! Ntar first, I'm afraid of Mr. Bemby's law."
The girl also did not want to lose, darting freely wobbled apron among other riders. Making the car owner growl frustrated can not follow it. A girl who is really difficult, the inner man.
The man almost lost track. But his brain was working with a genius, he twisted his brain to turn into a fairly narrow alley.
Inevitably he had to hold the driver accountable earlier. Tasty, the car just came out of the garage. Just cleaned and serviced, it's a blister. Carefully, the man passed through a narrow alley and managed to find a path to the highway again. Coincidentally in front of me there's a red light. He thought that the girl was not too far away.
"Take care of you! I can make my car until it's chafed." Just looking from the rearview alone has been seen a fairly clear barrage on the door and side body of the car. "25 million it feels less. That's just for the cost of VVIP washing and regular exclusive care. Not later if it has to be repaired for the scuffed."
"35 million?!"
Tin... Tin... Tin.....
The man horned with his impatience, making the other driver snickered. He saw a blue white beat motorbike driven by the irresponsible girl earlier.
"Damn! The position is difficult to get to" the man chanted as he struck his wheel. With a pecking he recorded the number plate of the girl in his tab. "okay! Find trouble with me apparently."
"Oh njir! The car doesn't follow me anymore, does it?! In the middle of the camp he said so. Gatau where? Sorry, I'm in a hurry woi!"
...*****...
"Khairunnisa Ayu Lestari Albarn! have you been late so many times?! You're why the hell? Hobbies really late," pout Pak Bemby with a fierce face and stature like a lecturer om-om in general. His head was not completely bald, only middle bald. "I'm tired of punishing you!"
"Yes, no punishment sir! quite understandably, the road was jammed."
"It's alesan! your wits are just that, time is jammed every day."
"The name is also Jakarta Pak" said Vino, a friend of Nissa's. "Sir's father."
"Shut up! the one who asked was Nissa. Not Nisson," bursts fierce Mr. Bemby. The whole room held back their laughter, their dime humor. Or Mr. Bemby is funny. "I know, I'm kiyowok! Don't hold back if you want to laugh."
"Ahaha bwahah," not according to what Mr. Bemby said. They laugh even louder. Make Mr. Bemby's ears hot.
"DIEM! Is something funny?"
"Funny father sir. If you get angry stomach testpack mbul-mbul," ledek Nissa who saw the distended stomach of Mr. Bemby who bloomed. "Wouldn't bread be torn how many sir?"
Mr. Bemby massaged the base of his nose dizziness. "Nissa. Nissa. I'm dizzy having a student like you. Hoby late, his mouth rombeng, likes to rhyme other snacks. Rarely pickets, let alone Nissa?! Especially?!!" Mr. Bemby gasped while circling the shocked Nissa. "Well, if you miss me, I won't punish you."
Nissa chuckled along with the grin of the other classes. Mr. Bemby again joking or how is this? Nissa wasn't wrong, was she? if Mr. Bemby spoke like that.
"Ouch... Gentlemen, anyways who will miss the same father. Is this guy joking or what??" Nissa was astonished to shake her head inexhaustibly, "where are you going?"
"To Korea. I want to see my twin Kim Jong In."
"Wah hahaha, I am the father. It's not funny sir!" sarcas Vino who was rewarded with a hard tabokan from Intan who was still laughing bad. "Rahayu Intan's pain ehh!"
"Seven thumbs up for you Intan! I have made my vice nabok Pino," damprat Pak Bemby who stared at the hangar to Vino. "Alpino Adijaya, you're also aware that kangen is with me."
"Why do I miss my father.Where are you going?"
"Secret ah, you want to come again."
"uhh."
Cengo vino. "Ticket to Korea is expensive No," continued Bemby who still makes all students curious. "Why are you dumb??"
"While admiring to my handsome?!"
"Ouch! Dad, narcissists are old too." Nissa who besic his ceplas-ceplos no burden said like that to his lecturer. "Inget Bu Set Sir! She's a widow, ready to wait for the old virgin."
Again and again, the entire room was made to laugh by a joke Nissa who likes to bully Mr. Bemby who was eager to give punishment.
"Temen lo no timid dah Ntan," seloroh Vino with his hardness.
"Temen lo also njir."
"Khairunnisa! Anyway I don't want to know, as long as my lesson time. You clean this room," said Mr. Bemby, "make a picket today, no picket. Because there's Nissa."
"Yes!" girang Maudy who is today the schedule picket, "thank you Nissa. often make trouble."
The girl was immediately surly. Want to protest, he will also know what the consequences are. "The fate of beautiful people gini is great."
...*****...
"JEROMES!"
"JEROME...!"
"Yes Sir! Why??"
The man in navy blue suit came to his boss's room in a hurry.
His boss looked at him ferociously, no matter what else he did today. "My car? You what right?!!"
Jerome Valcke Fransiskus Xaverius Prawiro— is a cousin who just came to Indonesia three hours ago. And made his favorite car scuffed. "You just accepted a few seconds' work with me. You could have made a car blister that I entrusted to you."
"I can explain Brother. This was unintentionally, this afternoon at the red light of the intersection of Kak Izal's car askew the motor," he explained, which immediately got a strong coil from Rizal.
"It's in the office.there's no connection to our blood," Rizal's stump makes Jerome's jaw drop. "Surely people know we're just superiors and subordinates."
"Ready Sir!"
