SIN (Lecturer Dear)

Chapter 172: Chalvin Exits Bratajaya's Residence

The morning has welcomed everyone who is getting ready to start their activities. At this carved teak-wood long dining table, the Bratajaya family had sat down to have breakfast together. However, the seat that Darren and Karen occupied was still empty to this day.

"Where is Darren with Karen?" ask Oma Belle on ART.

"Not out of the room, ma'am. Semalem mas Darren cook. You see in the rice cooker there is the rest of the porridge," said ART.

Chalvin, who was sitting quietly earlier, suddenly remembered something he should not have seen last night. Coinciding with that, Karen and Darren descended from the stairs towards the dining table.

"For all," said Darren as he pulled the chair his wife was about to sit on.

"Karen, are you better yet?" ask Oma worriedly.

"Udah Oma," replied Karen who seemed to be getting ready for campus.

As Darren said last night, today Sheila is going home after almost two months of living in the Bratajaya residence.

"You don't have a job there, you come here" Oma Belle told Sheila.

"Remain, Oma?" sheila asked as she picked up the menu before her.

"Yes, let's help people here. Than bengong doang over there. Mulu games must be bored too, right?"

"Yeah, Kirain will be invited to eat, it turns out just told to cause me." Sheila put on a sour look.

"You are Sheila .. Time can not understand the implied intent of Oma. He wants you to often nengokin him. Just prestige speaking of it," said the grinning grandfather with a seductive glance toward Oma Belle. Yes, even though he does not like to take care of people and seems indifferent to what happens in this house, it does not mean that the old man can not see his wife and step-grandchildren are getting familiar. Sometimes like Tom and Jerry.

"Who is also interested. There's still Darren, Karen and Chalvin, anyway" elak Oma Belle.

"Oh, yes, by the way, I want to tell you all. I'm also going back to my apartment today" Chalvin said suddenly.

Oma Belle was surprised. "Would you like to go home to the apartment? Can't! You must want to freely bring women there, right? That's why you want to go back there!" accuse Oma.

Chalvin breathed a moment. "Don't just accuse Oma! If so .. All of you Oma moved into my apartment. Let me control my twenty-five hours there." He was not happy with the accusation. Because, long enough he did not perform the ritual of inner "pleasure" with his FWB.

"That's ...." Grandpa broke both.

"You know your granddaughter, Mom!" Oma Belle looked away while grumbling in annoyance.

Grandpa Aswono then looked at Chalvin. "Chalvin, according to grandfather .. You must move and go home to your apartment."

Oma belle stared at grandfather with sharp eyes. "This is another ... instead support the work you do!"

"Overseas, twenty-one years old immediately released his parents, they wander, survive themselves, travel the world adding to the experience and the provision of life. Well, our people, are mature age, have children are still comfortable in the armpits of parents! How can be independent, all decisions over his life are still controlled by parents? No wonder if even old people still depend on each other!"

Even though Aswono's grandfather had given understanding, it did not necessarily make Oma Belle agree. His frustration continued even after breakfast was over. In the room, he again grumbled at Chalvin's decision to move out of the house.

"It looks like I have to go back to finding Chalvin the right mate. Let him not stay single!" thought Oma while pacing back and forth like a foreman.

On the other hand, Karen felt Chalvin's decision to move suddenly was caused by her. Since then, the relationship between them has stretched even almost without greeting. Not only that, even Chalvin always refused to cross paths with him directly. He began to think, Chalvin accidentally did not visit the opening of Nadya coffee shop because of his participation there.

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On campus, Feril was facing Budi Luhur to take care of the change of PA lecturers before being submitted to the administration.

"Why do you want to move to a PA lecturer?" ask Budi Luhur sir while lowering his glasses.

"To ease the burden of the Father. I'm understanding, right, sir?"

"The meaning of your eyes! You should have written your thesis this year!"

"That description isn't a race, sir!" feril said acting smart.

"It's not a race. But it's not something that's stuck out either. Have no goals, are you this?"

"My dreams are not grandiose, sir. I just want to be the daughter-in-law of a rich man!" Feril rubbed the back of his neck while giving a stupid grin. Even the killer lecturer in the class of Budi Luhur was unable to deal with it. Yes, only Feril dared to interrupt Mr. Budi's words.

Mr. Budi then pointed his index finger. "This, nih .. male characteristics that make his wife as the backbone of the family, but you yourself like a bone stuck in the throat! Your brain if sold in the international market place, must be offered at the highest price!"

"Yes, it's so rare to be used to think and not fill anything."

Goddamnit! Gua kira again muji cave!

"Have no brains like a Bermuda triangle. Want any information that comes in, say it!"

Feril could only scratch his head while stomping his feet in turn. How not, the intent of wanting to quickly deal with the notoriously fierce economic dean, for whom he even got a lengthy lecture.

Once out of the lecturer room, Feril then pursued Karen who happened to pass in front of the faculty building of economics with his friends.

"Kar, you have a course this afternoon?"

"Yes, sister," Karen replied as she held her breath due to the strong inherent cigarette smell in the man's body.

"Well, kirain free. Want to eat lunch together."

"Duh, I'm sorry, brother." Karen hurriedly left by taking the millipedes.

"Kar, wait a minute! Kar, does the cave have to be a courier first so you always wait?"

Feril who wanted to pursue it, then had to face Vera who immediately blocked his path.

"You want to approach Karen, at least take a bath so she doesn't get nauseous!" cetus Vera soon followed Karen.

Said like that, Feril then sniffed the scent of his own body. "Eh, does the cave stink, huh?"

The Gimbal then sniffed the scent of Feril's body. "Yes, hell!"

"Seriously lo? What's the cave smell, anyway?"

"Sheen the scent of poverty, Bro!"

"About this cave is lacking what the hell? How come he didn't want to go to the cave until now."

"Less salt is the same micin times."

"Lu guess the lilok cave!"

"The BPJS, Ril. Budget Passes, Rarely Stylish!" timpal Jamet with words that always look up.

"Stylish is a lot of people chasing caves!"

"Eat him Ril, find a mediocre girl. Don't be a high spec kek doi. There are still many junior sisters who are crazy about elo, but you stuck in Karen doang!" Jamet began to speak like a wise man.

"No junior sister is as beautiful and beautiful as Karen!" elak Feril while shaking his waist.

"Don't look physical, Bray!"

"It is clear that he must look physically first, do you want to look at his spirit?" ketus Feril's.

"I mean the people look at his heart, Cuy." Other friends justify.

"Well, how do you hold your heart? Where is the heart trying?"

"Decap his cake heart!" answer Gimbal.

"We looked at the area of his chest that we had slapped!" feril's toilet.

"It's not the concept either, Malih! Uda, ah, by our side-we're talking to you!"

"Woi, the feeling of cave bego is contagious from you, deh!" feril shouted annoyedly.

"District, Ril! you're too natural!" sniff out his friends while leaving him.