
Along the way, Alya kept looking out the window. His heart pounded every time adjacent to his lecturer, let alone up together like this. I think he wants to get home quickly.
I don't know why it feels different to be with him. Tempting it becomes fun. Inner Kevin.
"Eat already?" ask Kevin.
"Hmm, not yet, sir!"
"good. You accompany me to eat!"
"Huhuh? What, sir?" alya asked in shock.
"Aren't you horrified, hhmm?"
Hhh, Alya breathed heavily. Why is Kevin maksa's senengnya sir, anyway. Alya grumbled in his heart.
"Yes, sir!" he replied lazily while Kevin smiled smirked.
They arrived in front of a fine restaurant. Before Kevin opened the car door for her, Alya hurriedly got off.
They entered the restaurant. Kevin chose a seat by the window.
"What do you want to eat?" ask Kevin.
"Just like my father!" alya replied lazily without wanting to look at the lecturer.
"You're not sincerely accompanying me to eat, heehh?"
Alya raised her head, "Hmm, sincerely, sir!" alya replied hurriedly before the lecturer turned into a killer lecturer.
"Hmm, what do you want to eat?"
Hhh, Alya took a heavy breath, "I order a steak, sir!" answer Alya.
"Hmm, drink?"
"Juice oranges."
"OKs. We'll order steak with orange juice!" kevin ordered the food.
During the wait, Alya just lowered her head while playing her fingers. He could not cover his nervousness.
"You'd rather look at my face in a photo than straight, hmm?"
Alya raised her head. His face just turned red. Shame it felt because it was caught staring at his picture when it was not accidentally. Inner Alya.
"Well, now you can look at my face. Take it easy, don't pay, all right!" kevin Goda.
Mr. Kevin why the hell from last night so much to make me embarrassed. Alya.
Soon their order came. The teacher ordered the same food and drink.
"Let's eat! Let's not get dizzy thinking of me:" he said.
Without answering Kevin's words, Alya immediately ate his food.
"You likey?"
"Yes, sir!" answer Alya.
"spend!"
Alya nodded, "Hhmm!"
Only ten minutes Alya had finished his meal. He then drank his drink until it was almost finished.
Suddenly Kevin touched the tip of Alya's lips until the girl was shocked.
"There's rice leftover. Are you intentionally trying to make me wipe it?"
"Don't, who was intentional?" alya said with a slightly high tone. I knew there was rice left on my lips. You're a weird Kevin. His inner.
"Hmm, you've got the courage to talk high in front of me!"
Alya lowered her head. Duuhh, I hope this is just a dream. And may I wake up soon.
Kevin looks to be taking his phone. Then his phone he pointed in front of Alya. I don't know what the teacher is doing. Alya was getting the wrong behavior.
"When this dream ends!" muttered.
"What are you talking about, hmm?"
"It's okay, sir!" alya said she was lying. He just played with his fingers.
"I'm horrified loh!" kevin's words shocked Alya.
"Hmmm,"
"This is not a dream! Do I need to prove that this is real, hmm?"
"No-no, sir!" sahut Alya hurry. What will Kevin do. Inner Alya.
"Hmm, uh,"
"Hhmm, I-I can go home, sir!" alya asked with a trembling voice.
Chat what? It always embarrassed me. Inner Alya.
"Any home, sir!" sahut Alya's. Huhh, if it wasn't for grades, I would just go home. I hope Kevin doesn't make it to the macem!
Why does he look so nervous. He doesn't like being with me. Or is he afraid that someone doesn't like it. Aahh, doesn't she have a boyfriend, huh? But I've never seen him with his male friends other than college friends.
"Hmm, do you have a boyfriend?"
Deg. Why Kevin nanyain's sir. Alya gulped her saliva. She was ashamed to admit it. Yeah, her friends always show off their girlfriends. He said he didn't have a girlfriend. No one wants to make her a boyfriend because of her rigid attitude with the opposite sex.
That's because he doesn't want to date. Mas Andrenya always reminded him not to be close to the opposite sex.
"Diem's cigarette?"
"I don't have a boyfriend yet, sir."
"Hmm, time?"
"Did you ever see me as a boy friend?"
"Where do I know! When should I follow you?"
"Hhmm, sir. . ."
"What?"
"I-I want to go home. I'm tired" said Alya lirih.
"Hmm, tired of accompanying me, hmm?"
"Bu-not that, sir. I rarely go home fast. Today I want to take a break from my college. I'm-I'm getting sleepy."
"That's the reason, you! It's not even two o'clock in the afternoon, time's sleepy?"
"Hm! I'm staying up a few days, sir!" alya's face looked sad.
Kevin immediately stood up after tucking some red money under his drinking glass. He left the restaurant without talking to Alya.
Alya who was shocked hurriedly caught up with him.
"Sir!" call him.
Kevin got into the car and started the engine. Alya then opened the car door next to her.
"Sir?"
"Good!" tell Kevin without looking back at Alya.
Alya then got into the car. He sat quietly with a straight forward look. Shortly thereafter, the car drove at a moderate speed.
Mr Kevin why, anyway? Snag time? Inner Alya.
"I-I'm sorry, sir!" alya lirih.
Kevin looked over for a moment and refocused on driving.
Alya leaned against the side of the car window while looking at the street. Though today the plan he wants to go home quickly and sleep as much as possible. It had been a few days of college work until he had little time to sleep.
Alya fell asleep in the car. His smooth snoring began to sound in Kevin's ears.
"Basic of the sleepyhead!" muttered.
At the red light, Kevin stared intensely at Alya. He slowly rubbed that pretty face.
"You're beautiful. Funnier. I just want to spend a little time with you. I know this feels weird. I also don't know why I can be this comfortable as you. I've been alone for years. I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable!" muttered Kevin.
He returned to his car slowly. Deliberately slow down, so that you can stay longer with the girl who has lately filled her mind.
It did not feel like they had arrived in front of Alya's house. Kevin parked his car not far from there. He would wait until the girl beside him woke up.
Kevin took his phone and pointed it at Alya. I don't know how many times he took the student's photo. A smile on his lips.
"You're funny when you're sleeping" he murmured as he looked through the photos.
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Sorry there are still many typos scattered. I'm sure I've read. 😊🙏
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